sigh

I am, thankfully, back to my normal self. That being semi-depressed, apathetic, sarcastic, cruel, to hell with everybody self. I do not want to be where I am, which can only be described as a Rough Draft of Hell. It contain zero people I like and a grand total of nothing to do. It even smells bad, the area as a whole, if you can believe that. They drive like old ladies, look like idiots, and act like ... well, you get the idea. As much as I hate this place there are some aspects that are not that bad.
I will, God willing, make it back to my stupid appartment and play counter-strike:source. That will make me ... content.