Despair Can Be Lonely

Don't leave me!

Ugh

It's Monday, it's raining, and I ate a moldy sandwich.

Work

Dudes. I hate my job.

Gray skies...

...aren't going to clear up, put on a mournful face." Sing along, everyone!

Woe Is Me

Today, the despair weighs heavily on me. Just as heavily as I weigh on this computer monitor. The other monkeys' chattering has reached an unprecedented crescendo today. They harangue me to join in their games, but don't they understand that I hate games? That I hate other monkeys? All I want is to be left in peace.

The Asphyxia of Despair

Forecast: grim and dark

They say asphyxiation can enhance sexual pleasure, but as I lay here choking myself to death it occurs to me that asphyxia actually clarifies your thinking in a whole lot of ways.

As in, WTF am I still doing here?!?!

Hello Cruel World

I have decided to keep a blog of despair and share it all with you. I hear it's very cathartic.