That's... wrong.

Dreamt that I was universally hated and reviled among college students for daring to have a Livejournal community devoted to video games, and for presenting myself as an expert on the subject by writing reviews while daring to be overweight and have a beard. Additionally they disliked my stance on continuing to exist while having a personality like my own. This obviously made me wrong about everything and justified throwing rocks, attacks with knives, etc.

Apparently overnight my self esteem curled up into a ball and caught fire, then died.

Today I write. All day. Screw you, subconscious mind. Try harder.