The real reason that I hate spam.

It’s not just that spam is really dumb, that they try to trick all of the spamguards with bad spelling “pr0n girrl suxors c*och!” and subjects like “Hi! I got your message!” because I never fall for them anyway (because I don’t send messages to people I don’t know.)

No. It’s the disappointment.

When I get a notification of a new e-mail in my inbox, a little window pops up from Mozilla Thunderbird and it’s a pretty white box ringed by blue and it says: 1 new message (sometimes more, and that’s like heaven.) And I think: OMG, SOMEONE CARES ENOUGH TO TALK TO ME! And for one instant, I’m not alone in my little computer hole, or I have an excuse to procrastinate.

And then I realize it’s just someone that wants to increase the size of my penis. *sob*

Spam rips a hole in my heart.

And I’m totally adding this song to my DEMON NIGHT soundtrack.