Holy crap. This thing still exists.

So, anyway, yeah. I feel really free. It's as though I can type any old thing I want in here and get away with it because there's no chance in Hell that anyone I know will actually read this. Tell ya wot, if you ever get hella depressed, watch Pink Floyd The Wall. If you've seen it, surely you must agree. If you haven't, then your first viewing of this opera should be alone, wide awake, during the middle of the afternoon, and stone cold sober. If this viewing does not have you in tears by the time it's over, you'd better check your pulse. In the long run, though, it cheers you up because, unless you're one screwed-up mofo, it makes you realize that your life could very definitely be worse.