I've come to 4 conclusions over the past week:

1. I want to become Howard Beale from the movie Network. I want to convince millions of people to stick their heads out of the windows simultaneously and yell "I'M MAD AS HELL, AND I'M NOT GOING TO TAKE IT ANYMORE!" Except I don't want to get killed on air by angry Communists. Fucking communism killed Howard Beale.

2. I've been reading a lot on the apocalypse after reading a short little book I bought at Urban Outfitters in Boston. And if Hitler would have succeed in conquering, you know, the world, he would have probably been the anti-christ. Thankfully, he didn't, because if there would have been an apocalypse, I wouldn't be around. And oh yea, if people think they can predict the future, how come nobody predicted one of the biggest events in history with September 11th? People are such fucking niggers.

3. I need to go sailing again with everyone. We need to go in August. Who would like to go?

The third one was a semi-conclusion and proposal.

4. Circa Survive fucking rules.