Nothing can faze me now.

Isn't it interesting how people turn into shells of their former selves?

I think it is.

I think it's funny how you've given up every redeemable quality you ever had.

I think it's funny how paths tend to cross again and again and again.

So I've been making a list of things that I need for Europe/my poor virus-infected computer, and I've come to the realization that my job really doesn't pay very well.

Well, crap.