I find these things annoying.

Bouncing around this idea has been a long time coming.

I suppose I always knew that I hated everything. Not so much everything, but...; ok, let me try and explain this.
I perceive as one would expect their cynical department to do if it were to take over. I can find anything wrong with anything. Burden? Or source material for an exciting adventure into humor and heartwarming epiphanies?
Shyea.

So more to the point, this is the sandbox for a possible tome of an embarrassingly caustic, cynically enlightened individual in the pursuit of knowledge.
In other words I'm a magnificent asshole and I want to write a book about it.

And I will.