Purgatory revisted.

I'm removing the original text of this post because the very nature of it gave me too many formatting issues. True to its word, it was making my head want to explode.

Instead, I'll leave you with this monologue from the film Fight Club:


My father never went to college so it was really important I go to college. After college, I called him long distance and said, now what?

My dad didn't know, so he said get a job.

When I got a job and turned twenty-five, long distance, I said, now what? My dad didn't know, so he said, get married.

I'm a thirty-year-old boy, and I'm wondering if another woman is really the answer I need.