Time to contribute a bit.

I've been voyeur-ing everyone else's sites for a few days, so I believe it's time to give back to society (even though you're all just figments of my imagination. Readers... pah!). But be aware, this post is particularly devoid of sunshine.

I'm sitting here listening to the Lord of the Rings soundtracks and wondeRING if maybe the world is a dark, bottomless pit of evil and stupidity (For those of you playing the home game, I'm up to the Two Towers. Hobbiton is long gone, and Aragorn refuses to take up the kingship).

I swear to god if anyone else says that school is almost over I will shoot them with a crossbow. All that does is fill my torso with an undulating mess of black smoke and dust and makes my forehead burn with the thoughts of unfinished (not to mention unstarted) essays, projects and the lovely fabulous exams I have coming up; more than any other year. More than some years put together. Shit fuck hell. "But you're graduating this year, you've got to feel pretty good about that." What's to feel good about? The looming debt? The knowledge that I'll be the only one at my job with a university degree? The fact that the world still frowns on anything remotely artistic as a career? How about this; that I won't be able to afford to do anything with myself for a good long while? Oh yeah, I feel superb.

If it wasn't for sock monkeys and puppies, I don't know what I'd do.

And if anyone's thinking about saying "cheer up, it's not so bad!" please redirect your thinking.

Please feel to stop reading, if you ever started.