bollocks.

Earlier, I wrote an entire post about my day long stay in London. Apparently the terminal I'm at, which I paid good pounds to access, went offline while I was writing. Needless to say, I lost the entire post. I'm so pissed I could spit, as I'm not exactly in a comfortable locale to be posting, and it's a difficult keyboard to manage. Anyway, I'm in no mood to attempt to post again, sorry.

it must make you sad to know that nobody cares at all

I'm simultaneously happier every day and more depressed every day. My father told me about a Stephen King book he read yesterday, it is a book about these college kids who are trying to avoid the draft. In their freshman year, they just sit in their dorm rooms and play hearts. All day. Eventually they all flunk out and end up in Vietnam.

He said that they knew what was going on, they all knew what it meant to sit and play hearts all day. I bet they did know. I can see them looking at each other, and I know that look.

Now we have proof.

They're definitely trying to take over the world.