Yo Estoy Irritado.

Ok... I am bugged.

Every time I post a long, meaningful, somewhat rambling but mostly profound examination of myself or my situation... Zero comments. Always. Every fucking time.

All the commented posts are short and pointless.

Which brings me to another point. I opened my blog, and saw two comments on my latest post. This was, of course, greeted with pleasure. I never get comments. It's fun.

I opened the comments, and in front of me is a two-page-length piece of spam. Spam. I hate spam. Below that was a comment from Whitney, which I actually appreciated. But I hate spam.

So, I have a new policy here at Patrick's Random Crap.

Spam me and die. I will hunt you down and flame you. Multiple times. On every medium I can find.

That most recent spam comment, I will let slide. Well, I deleted it out of hatred, but I will refrain myself from extracting revenge. But spammers be warned.

Whenever I feel starved for comments, I will join act-all-emo-and-get-lots-of-comments, spearheaded by Joelle and Whitney. This is one of those times. So, consider the following the 'post' post.

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We got a brita water filter.

I like water...





It sustains life.



I have pizza.





And... Um... Life fills me with despair, I guess.