wherein i rely on the intelligence of others to fufill my posting obligations

Among our egocentric sadsacks, despair is as addictive as heroin and more popular than sex, for the single reason that when one is unhappy one gets to pay a lot of attention to oneself. Misery becomes a kind of emotional masturbation. Taken out on others, depression becomes a weapon. But for those willing to reduce and permeate their ego, to laugh—or meow—it into submission, heaven on earth is a distinct psychological possibility.
- Tom Robbins, “In Defiance of Gravity”



Now, if you'll excuse me, I think my cat is trying to tell me something.