January 2nd 2003
2003-01-04 || 5:47 p.m.

Life of Brian has nothing on this.

So I finally get the message. I know, I know, I've said it so many times but I really do this time.

Its like a steady stream of twisted anarchic kings arriving with blackened messages to match the indescribable foulness of me.

This final one was perfect.

Thank you.

I finally get to dissolve into nothingness and no-one can convince me that its not for the best.