My mood is sour, due in great part to a gastric problem. As it were shitty sums up my last couple days. I am lonely, bitter, unemployed and living in a trailer. Worst of all Buffy is leaving on Tuesday, a few short days from now. Perhaps the weekend will lift my mood, though probably not. Usually I jest when wishing your descent into raging infernos of hell, however today I am not kidding

so go kill yourselves

and

go to hell