Pointlessness.

Yesterday, a coworker told me the things I'm interested in "don't matter". This, after a twelve-minute discussion she had with another coworker about some damn TV show. Yeah, I suck.

Still, at least my life isn't as stupid as it could be. Seriously, do video game designers have to get permission to use images of buildings? Am I soon going to have to pay a tax to look at the town I live in? Paris will clean up with a special "tourist toll" for anyone caught painting, photographing or looking too pleasurably at the Eiffel Tower, or any of the other iconic structures they've put so much effort into building/transplanting there. I'm in no mood today, world; be on your best damn behavior.