Witty closing remarks have been replaced by massive head trauma and severe hemorrhaging.

But now I have a lot of little kids who watched Invader Zim whenever they could find it on television.

Witty closing remarks have been replaced by massive head trauma and severe hemorrhaging.

In certain ways it is incredibly damaging considering the stuff I did before certainly wasn't for kids.

I don't kill people. Perhaps it's just another inhibition to do away with it. Perhaps not. There's really no way of telling. It's possible I've just never been able to well up enough interest in any person to care long enough to end their life. I'd much rather avoid them altogether. Most of them. It's 4 A.M. and the sky is beautiful up and away from this room and this bed and the oppressive inevitability of sleep. I HATE SLEEP. But sleep always comes (that, or madness).

It's cool that people like what I do, but I don't work for the audience.

I don't really get hate mail, which surprises me, but people have better things to do than to write hate mail to somebody who writes a book about hating everything, I guess.