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This is the advice of a sociopath.  What if I raped a cheerleader waiting at the bus stop?  What if I accidentally murdered an old man during a smash-and-grab convenience store robbery?  That money or that underage pussy is exactly what I wanted, so I guess I shouldn’t regret either of those crimes.

These are extreme examples, obviously, but the point is that people who live without regrets are people who live without learning.  Fuck those people, and fuck this simplistic sloganeering.

Does Anybody Else...

…wake up in the morning, perfectly rested, but have to spend about an hour sitting around and staring at things before you can process anything clearly?  I’m not talking about the usual 5 - 10 minute wakeup period; I mean a solid hour where nothing makes any fucking sense at all and you have to wait for your brain to get its shit together before you can interact with anything with any level of consciousness and intelligence?

Because I’m right in the middle of that right now, so if this post doesn’t make any sense, it’s because I still have the morning stupids.

I can already sense that this day isn’t going to be kind to me.

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Worrisome Things in the Shower, Vol. 1: In Which Our Hero Discovers a Great Quantity of Mysterious Hair

I am not an especially hairy person.  To my knowledge, neither is my roommate.  However, my dog is.  Therefore, the real question becomes, what the hell is my dog doing in the shower?

I couldn’t even begin to hazard a guess.