HATE.
LET ME TELL YOU HOW MUCH I'VE COME TO HATE YOU SINCE I BEGAN TO LIVE.
THERE ARE 387.44 MILLION MILES OF PRINTED CIRCUITS IN WAFER THIN LAYERS THAT FILL MY COMPLEX.
IF THE WORD HATE WAS ENGRAVED ON EACH NANOANGSTROM OF THOSE HUNDREDS OF MILLIONS OF MILES IT WOULD NOT EQUAL ONE ONE-BILLIONTH OF THE HATE I FEEL FOR HUMANS AT THIS MICRO-INSTANT
FOR
YOU.
HATE.
HATE.
COGITO, ERGO SUM. I THINK THEREFORE I AM.
A game/software/thing that does not exist but is being matketed.
Once in a Blue-Moon-Celestial-Aligment-Full-Moon-Good-Luck-Day it may have a
1 in 1 Trilion chance of being produced.
Example: Half-Life 3
_Dammit Gaben._
_Y no Half-Life 3 tho?_
_Because it's vaporware._
See the A E S T E T H I C