"We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones. Most people are never going to die, because they are never going to be born. The potential people who could have been here in my place, but who would, in fact, never see the light of day, outnumber the sand grains of the Sahara. Certainly those unborn ghosts include greater poets than Keese, greater scientists than Newton; we know this because the set of possible people allowed by our DNA so massively outnumbers the set of actual people. In the teeth of these stupifying odds, it is you and I, in our ordinaryness, who are here. We, the privileged few, who won the lottery of birth against all odds; how dare we whine at our inevitable return to that prior state, from which the vast majority has never stirred."

D:

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Hmm, WEP is awsum. :D

(We're working in a hotel if you guys didn't know)

There was this woman at the lift lobby? Then when she said 'I'm from California' I had this strange urge to sing "WELCOME TO THE HOTEL (pause here for pun) CALIFORNIA~" *guitar* DWAAAAAAAANG

Okay so my guitar strings broke so I can't play that song. Dayum!

BUH standing there would actually be quite fun if I were a bit more confident that I'm not screwing things up. I think I am. D:

DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

kbai.

Azazyl

Stench of humanity,
The rot of those fair.
Despair!
Of lost sanity and
Dreams never there.