vicarz | My contingency plan:

Fucking die. See, was that so hard? I don't know why, but I don't fear death. I fear pain and my skin crawling off my bones, but I don't fear death. If we don't go to war, I fear for the environmental damage we are allowing and the continual widdening of the rich/poor gap. We're fucked no matter what happens, and most selfish assholes and moronic sheep are why - me believing history makes 'great' people rather than great people making history.

I'm a bit embarassed - I drink TONS of water. TONS. Today I was carrying two gallon jugs on the metro TO TAKE TO WORK IN THE HEART OF DC!!! All these people around me had this look of doom in their eyes. Uh, I'm going to the blast location you morons! This is normal for me! I think I looked like the world's most ineffectual survivalist.

I'll be Neil..."I'm painting myself white to deflect the blast."

Everyone is posting about this subject. I encourage you not to give a flying fuck. No reason, but is your life all that good? Mine isn't - so fuck it and die, whatever.