Can't sleep, half watching Pee Wee's Playhouse, reading about operating systems & crying on and off about all the suffering in the world, would you like to know more? Probably not but maybe it will prove instructive, kind of like watching someone burn themselves on a hot stove or slip on a banana peel. I just want to stop thinking about things, but can't, I close my eyes and hundreds of annoyingly pure forms go sliding by, so sick of everything, no fun, no more.
None of this really conveys the harshness of my present experience very successfully, just as well, I guess. Anyway, the sooner I get uploaded into a robotic space probe & launched the better. Beep, beep. Beep?