Gold.

Contempt is cancerous.

It bleeds into your senses, impediments your sensibilities, triggers compulsive responses, which you eventually, inevitably get addicted to.

I can't focus. I wonder what made me this way.

Well, actually I know.

It was a good day.

My nerves went into overdrive, but I managed to contain myself (for the most part).

A for PW.

Gold for Anderson Theatre Circle.

And the best is yet to be.

Kthxbye.

A term I wouldn't normally use, but at such circumstances as this..

I need it to console myself.