I feel like I walk this line so much, in my life, in my thoughts. I celebrate life, and I ache, all at the same time. I think funny people are the saddest people, and I don't really understand why that is. It's a balancing act, the laughter and the pain... Jeez. I'm depressing myself.
Sorry, folks. I get a little existential when I have lots of time to think. I combat it by reading poorly written historical fiction, happening across interesting facebook arguments, and watching bloopers on youtube. Speaking of youtube, you should watch these video journals from the Radiants: