One woman I love.
Five people I call true friends.
One hundred people that are daily PCs or NPCs.
Thousands of Extras.

One night at the computer.
Twenty-odd empty bottles and cans around my desk.
One place I'd rather be.
Hundreds of dollars from happiness again.

One number to the government.
One IP address (and that's all that really matters).
One brain that will never shut up.
Hundreds and thousands of idiots.

One woman I'd give anything for.
Twenty-something women who seem to want me.
Hundreds of unfaithful thoughts a week...
Thousands and thousands of thoughts, however, of how much I love her.

One more cigarette.
One shot of Goldschlager left.
One person I want to be with.
Zero people I'd rather be.

Sum it all up, and life is rather good.