What I do is I hop on here, read a few posts of some poor theist sap floundering in a pool of derisive insults as he drowns under a tidal wave of logical debunking of all his silliness, and it helps cheer me up.
Failing that, I rant. I rant a lot. I go on for paragraphs, oftentimes with little/no consistency or structure, my initial points and ideas rambling off into a whimsical journey of introspection that seem to go nowhere before suddenly snapping back to the point like a rubber band stretched to its limits and finally released back upon the finger it originally wrapped across.
I also generally say "fuck" a lot.
Failing that, I rant. I rant a lot. I go on for paragraphs, oftentimes with little/no consistency or structure, my initial points and ideas rambling off into a whimsical journey of introspection that seem to go nowhere before suddenly snapping back to the point like a rubber band stretched to its limits and finally released back upon the finger it originally wrapped across.
I also generally say "fuck" a lot.
