Sometimes, I get really excited about something that I already know about myself.  I think it’s during the rare moments of not feeling crushed by awful brain shit that I sit back and think things like, ‘Fuck, I really like sci-fi stuff, that is so cool, I am so glad I love this shit.’   Like, no kidding dipshit, you’ve been marinating in it since you were 7, you go to conventions, you own multiple pieces of merchandise, you have fought with your brother over who will inherit the Star Trek Christmas ornaments despite being an atheist, all you’ve ever painted was supernatural shit, did you just find out now that this is your jam?  

But I still got excited about it today as though the thought had never before crossed my mind.