What an appallingly terrible day. All evidence points in the direction that my mother is more fond of my sister-in-law than she is of either of her own sons. Were I to live for a thousand years I would never understand what I could possibly have done to be deserving of this level of disrespect. This shan't be forgotten, nor ever forgiven. She is my mother and ever shall be, nothing could ever change that, but today my tremendous affection for her dimmed just that little bit. High times indeed for the dark bastard.

The Rebel Black Dot Song of the Day
Green Day, "Worry Rock" from Nimrod (T.L.A.M.)