when I die
I would like to be
cremated
and have my ashes
placed inside
a Dalek cookie jar

I was thinking I'd syndicate tonight's serious post to the Scary-Crayon blog here, but instead I will just link to it and Dusty Plastic HELL: Hot Flash #96, the subject of which is discussed at length in that entry. Suffice it to say that I have not been very happy as of late (which is mostly nothing new, but still), with this weekend being particularly depressing. I feel sick to my soul.

I will go to sleep now.

That is like the luckiest kid ever.

Because of a fairly stupid oversight, too. 🙁 Oh well -- it was a good run.

And so it begins again...

I feel like breaking down and sobbing right now. Why must everything suck?

But at least I have my Freecell streak.

P.S. The blog has been upgraded to WordPress 2.1.1.