oooh deep.

Have you ever noticed that the meaning of life is obvious? Everybody lives to be happy. They do everything in their power to be happy. Everyone has a terminal disease, everyone is dying... and we're all just trying to make ourselves as comfortable as we can. It seems like such a morbid thought, but it doesn't make me terribly sad.

The emo voice in my head has really got a foothold lately. I don't really know how to justify it. Luckily the voice of motivation and the voice of random dark fandomy things voice have equal grip, and it makes for a kind of balanced insanity.

One of my computer fans died, so I've been keeping my room really cool... which means I'm wearing my army jacket again. C: It's like an old friend.

I wish I had more productive thingies to upload though. :<