Monday, Jun. 21, 2004 | 12:47 p.m.
[Mount Vesuvius]
Now, because I do not know this person, I give them the benefit of the doubt. I think to myself, "Oh, they're probably just kidding around. No one can be that stupid, right?"
I continue reading. And then I realize that they really are that stupid.
Then I bash my head into my desk repeatedly and feel the small amounts of hope that I had left for humanity slip away.
I'm not saying that I hate everybody and want them to die. No, no. I'm just saying that if everybody on diaryland was, say, shoved into a volcano, I can't see myself being terribly upset.