whatho | Unspecifically.

I don't know precisely what it is I hate today. It's mostly not language. Perhaps it is slightly. I don't know which silly fool thought that language was a better means of communication than direct brain-to-brain plug ins. Twit. I think it's primarily the whole notion that people should ever have any degree of conversation or socialisation or anything of the sort with other people because it's RUBBISH and irritating. Personally, I might go and live in Portmeirion if they'll kick all the tourists out and load the place up with freaky doctors and tranquilisers. I'd advise you all to do something similar. It's the only way.

Don't mind me.

HIGNFY's on tonight. That's good. Every Friday thus far I've forgotten it's on then remembered some time in the afternoon and been quite chuffed.

I had mushrooms and onions and rice for tea. And minty chocolate. I want more of the minty chocolate.