You know what, I was going to write a blog entry about 'Feeling like shit', but then I figured out writing about it hurts as much as actually feeling about it, you know what I'm saying? It feels like, ok, try to picture running against a brick wall.. except that you can't really avoid that brick wall, you know? It's just THERE, hitting you with full force, I know it's physically impossible for a wall to proactively hit you, but that's just what it feels like right now. It feels bad, but there's nothing I can do because the brick poles and walls are running towards me with full speed, and I WASN'T EVEN RUNNING TOWARDS ANYTHING. That, is how seriously fucked up it feels. But there's nothing I can do except to drink it away. Or smash it with .. I don't know. You know what, it doesn't matter. Why are you still reading this? Here's a good website, xkcd.com, it'll cheer you up. It didn't do the trick for me, but it might make your day somewhat more awesome.

Why am I whining anyway? Not worth it. Where's my beer?