Damn you, real-world angst. Damn and blast you all the way to Hades. Why does finally getting away from something that you're well aware isn't going anywhere and is in fact turning into an unqualified disaster you're better off without have to be so goddamn depressing?

So damn you, life, for once again being completely evil and conspiring to turn me into an over-sharing angst-ridden wreck who feels like a total failure. I don't want to be upset about this any more.

Taking that into consideration, instead of yet another rehash of my far too predictable unemployed college dropout's woes, I'd like to share the tagline for an upcoming movie whose poster I saw on the side of a passing bus when I was on the way from the bookstore to somewhere I will probably have no cause to visit ever again unless the library's recruiting and I'm fortunate enough to get an interview:

How many assassins does it take to kill a single man?

Now that's just got to be a trick question.

... yeah, my first thought was of course 'usually four as anybody with so much as a passing acquaintance with Weiss Kreuz could have told you, what a lame advertisement'. The wider world just wasn't made for hopeless (and extremely easily amused) anime fangirls, was it?

Is it can be nap tiem now?