Man, I hate that I care. I really don’t want to care. Today I sat in my chair at my desk, and I was just angry about how I care. What a dumb thing to do! Who sits in a chair and thinks about dumb stuff like that??

And you know what, I don’t even really want to explain what it is I care about, and why it bothers me that I care about it. I don’t trust . . . uh . . . whoever or whatever reads this thing to go easy on me. Hell, in this world, you’ve gotta have something you keep to yourself or they’ll poke you full of holes or rip you to shreds. Those terrible bastards.

Anyway: tomorrow I am going to wake up and do some Cool Stuff and, as best as I can, dampen and dismantle whatever worthless thoughts enter my head. Yahhhhoooo!