Is it because I can't stand talking about the human race, because so many things that humans do are so stupid and cruel and vile, that just thinking about it makes me sick?
Is it because I can't form words to explain why I feel that way?
Is it because none of the questions I think of daily are worth more than a fleeting acknowledgement?
Is it because I always forget the address of this site and it takes forever to load on my computer?
Is it because it's easier to create fictional people with random obsessions and homosexual tendencies than write about the real world?
Is it because I'm not witty enough to keep my entries from sounding like humanitarian whining?
Or is it because I'm just too dang lazy?
