nah, forget it — no hope

OK, this may have to be the post for tomorrow, because i don't think i'll feel like writing a damned thing more tomorrow.  I'm a wreck.  All i've got left is my false sense of cheer and the knowledge that life will just drag on for a while, and it'll most likely drag me along with it forever.  And i've got arbitrary punctuation and capitalization variations left, too, i suppose.  Just shoot me, gentle reader; just shoot me.  (And new readers, i apologize (because i really like apologizing) for the lack of coherent content just now; just give me some time.)