Let us digress for a moment and look at this objectively: I am twenty-two years old and not much is bothering me. I'm out of food and money for the time being forcing me to a diet of bannock and peanut butter and tea (I'm not really complaining). My Xbox 360 met me this evening with flashing red lights denoting a general console error that needs to be repaired at Microsoft headquarters (where unicorns and rainbows go to die/be recycled into game systems in the abattoir-like facility I picture in my mind). My ex-girlfriend (whom I haven't talked to in two months because of feeling considerably jilted in having her suddenly end the relationship I was willing to totally commit to) recently decided that the only decent apartment for rent in the city is two floors above the one I was so stoked about getting three months ago. I've been more than a little ill for the past few days with what can only be described as a head-cold that has spread to all extremeties while at the same time siezing up all muscles and glands throughout the trunk of my body.

Still, these things are inconsequential at most, and at least: completely amusing in their own right. I've been working on art, and don't need to justify that to anyone. Even if I can't stream video to my xbox anymore, that's just one less distraction keeping me from working on stuff that actually matters.

A wise man once said: "Fuck 'em if they can't take a joke."