I am unbelievably tired, so that might explain my susceptibility to feelings of disappointment in the human race. I also may still be thinking of the goths from Friday night. Clearly my ambition is to have white makeup melting all over my bedsheets...oh, but that's no real surprise, is it? Heh.
Mneh. I'm going to go hit pixel monsters with invisible swords. It generally makes me feel better, anyway.