The only thing that matters
is just following your heart,
and eventually you'll finally get it right.
â€â€"In This Diary" by the Ataris

If you can't figure it out, then you have to use brute force, and the thing that I've learned is that if you bang your head up against the wall enough times, eventually you'll break through. Or damage your brain. Same difference. â€â€excerpt from a random telephone conversation

I don't know. If the problems of two people in this crazy world don't amount to a hill of beans, then surely the masochistic insanity of one person is completely and utterly meaningless.

I am just full of shit quotes today.

Calvin: "I'm a misunderstood genius"
Hobbes: "What's misunderstood about you?"
Calvin: "No one thinks I'm a genius"
â€â€from Calvin and Hobbes by Bill Watterson

I give up. I really do. This past few days I have come home utterly spent, with no apparent surcease of sorrow. I really cannot bear this weight for much longer. I would kill for a vacation right about now.

I don't know why I am so certain, but I have this feeling that I will die in a very meaningless and unnecessary manner. (It's not my fault I'm so morbid. It is Ash Wednesday, after all. The whole point of this day is to remind Catholics that they are going to die. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, etc., etc.) Ah well. Who cares.