Basically:
"You really loving hate everyone and you scream at everything and smash babies against refrigerators and you want to massacre the whole loving human race goddamn.
You're a nice calm guy."
yeah, pretty much, lol.
in other news, I got to the "Old Age" stage of life, did a few things, joined a senior softball team, picked outfielder as my position, and during a game, at the bottom of the ninth inning, a ball was flying right toward me. I caught it perfectly, but it knocked me off balance. I hit the ground and died. what the forget.
and okay, is this game just loving determined to not let me get married or something? I had three steady relationships, one where I was even living with my partner, and all three got cold feet at the wedding.
