As last weekend turned out to be utterly awful, I promised myself this weekend would be great, nay perfect. I would do things I've wanted to do for ages, I would see friends, and I would do my best not to wreck any lives and I would get out and remember why I love being alive so much.

Mission: Completed

( cut for length and boringness to all but myself ;) )

Because he looked death in the face and didn't flinch
Because he embraced the company of the lowest
Because he took on his own shoulders the fault of the masses
Because he took up the cause of all the black sheep

That's why.

My inspiration and my joy. I would do well to remember this more.