It's kind of a sobering moment when one takes stock of one's own life and discovers that they have become pretty much the very thing they make fun of:

I'll even note the "artsy" font helps to sell the damn point even more. In my own defense, it was the font that was last used on Photoshop to do another design I was working on, so it's not like I went and chose it for this... But I don't think that helps me any, does it?

The only saving graces:

1) I was listening to Ozzy on the Ipod ("No More Tears", for your edification) and not some pathetic whiny band like My Chemical Romance or Snow Patrol or some weak shit like that

2) this picture was posted here and not "Flickr"

In other news, I fucking hate myself.