WE are reporting to you live from the front lines

The military war here, though at times shaky, is close to a clear victory. We, however have utterly failed to win the hearts and minds of the people. They resent, understandably, our neglegance in our duties as the benevolent invader and our initial mistrust of them, for reasons unable to be divulged at this time.

That metaphor sound all too familiar huh? It was referring to you, ofcourse. Lol.

In seven minutes, I will have to be at work in 6 hours, which, for some ungodly reason, actually seems appealling to me at this point. It keeps me so busy I barely have time to remember how much of an asshole I am. Which is funny, cause as young boy, I was really sensitive and nice. Huh. I wish I could flick myself off, but it just doesn't really work. Not even with a mirror. Think about that.

Oh how are lives and our time here on earth seem to drift away from us like the sand of an hour glass, a deceptively swift current leading to a vacuous nothingness. How lovely.

Oh, and uh, blah.