Fuck you all. Except you.

Actually, no, yeah. Fuck you, too.

Fuck is a good word. It's a nice word, it's a word we all like to say. It's powerful; it makes us feel powerful. It's aggressive and you can sort of spit it out, and spray. Makes you feel slightly reckless. It's a bit of tension released with every time you spit it out. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck.

Aaaaah.



So, I'm assured that the new template is up and running, and that new posts are indeed showing up on clove-dom. I can't see it myself, actually, on this end. It appears to be stuck on that hideous Chingay post.

Rrrr. Bad code. Bad cache. Bad internet.

So. It's very bright, isn't it? Like acid. Except acid doesn't really have a colour. Damnit I'm too tired for this.

There is work. There is always work.

I want to get fat and slowly roast in my own fat fat juices in the sun, which will be of the roasting quality.

I want sleep and I want death.
For other people.
The death bit, I mean.