January 17, 2008.

Now, more than ever, I do not apologize. If you don't like what I say, what I wear, the noises I make, what I do, how loud I laugh, how hard I work, the people I hang out with, the art I make or how I cut my sandwich in half, then feel free to disapprove but do it somewhere else. If my determination, working style, theoretical problems, ethics or copious and liberal use of words such as "fuck" and "cunt" bother you, then prepare to be bothered, you fucking cunt.