People suck so very, very hard.

[suds_and_soda]

But that was actually yesterday's headline. I've had quite a nice day today. Yesterday was a big oily suckfest, though, and I had an almost uncontrollable urge to punch someone, right in the gob. Ah, how good that would have felt. I wish there was some sort of room you could enter (kind of like the Holo-dome, or whatever it was called, in Futurama) where you could do things that weren't real, and then when you came out everything would be back to normal. Like, you could go in there and punch and kick some annoying bastards around for a while, and then you could eat a gigantic bowl of ice cream with whipped cream and hot chocolate sauce and sprinkles and banana slices and god knows what, and then you'd leave and those things wouldn't have happened, but you'd still feel the satisfaction from it.

But as I said, today was fine.