This is not turning out fine, is it?
Well then – how do you do it?
Hmm, of course. But you see…
Eh? How do you want me to do it, then?
Can a one-sentence entry still be considered an update, then?
What, what do you mean, no?
Ah, but if that is what you think…
While we are it, can someone get rid of the annoying “Insert” key?
... ah, right. Argh.
Nope, definitely not turning out fine after all.
Now, now – I am amused, but this is not what you think it is.
No, not like that. Really.
Well… it is just that sometimes, I love to reiterate the fact that I am not a mind reader.
Oh, and neither are you.
Miles: Well, the world doesn’t give a shit what I have to say. I’m not necessary. I’m so insignificant I can’t even kill myself.
Jack: Miles, what the hell is that supposed to mean?
Miles: Come on, man. You know. Hemingway, Sexton, Plath, Woolf. You can’t kill yourself before you’re even published.