It's a good thing that life is meaningless, people are worthless, and humanity never had it from the beginning.
I disconnected most of my hooks into the virtual information network several months ago when I realized I had major work to do to keep this imaginary antidote to imaginary empowerment on the Ted Stevens-inspired virtual bridge to nowhere. Goddamn that Steve Jobs, rhymes with Hobbs, who did away with me.com or mac.com or mobileme and replaced it with something based on the Cloud of Unknowing, which has something to do with something very academic and undoubtedly important which I don't give a shit about.
If you really think about it without first googling several combinations of the shit I just spewed while sucking hash through a bong full of Stoly and Everclear, what's there to give a shit about?
Sorry. The oxy is kicking in, and the fucking Fior d'California has morphed into Vino Primo.
Please.
Don't tell me how this ends. You don't want to know.