Let's face it, living with other people sucks. Other people's filth, other people's clothes, other people's friends, and other people's food in the refrigerator. Unfortunately the economic realities of most of us keep that constant, unwanted companion across the hall.
Perhaps it's because my years studying Radio and Television gave me a healthy contempt for television and video, but I just don't understand the obsession some people have with it.
Keeping up with CoN's tradition, this issue is late as well. There have been a few changes in life, such as a new job, fighting with the bank to get new cheques (took them one month and a half, charged me twice, and then to discover they weren't actually made yet), getting my new place and the new CoN redesign we're all working on (albeit I've done diddly squat other than bitch, but I'll take the credit put in by Colin and Gard).
Before some of you start a lynch mob and come to burn me at the stake, hear me out first. I'm one of those people that can either have sex or don't have sex.
Random violence is not cool. Arbitrary destruction and aimless vandalism suck, and are sad comments on one's inability to intelligently channel feelings of anger and aggression.