I hate this never ending project I hate the hamlet half-pipe I hate the Margo Jones Theatre I hate that my hands are too big to fix this fucking model in any delicate fashion I hate that my apartment was designed without light fixtures I hate that my glasses slide down my nose just when I'm getting something positioned in this fucking box I hate that I should have had my masking in before I glued the set down I hate this needless pressure Hate may be a strong word, but right now, at 5:45 in the morning, I'm of the mind to put my fist through this model... It will be my Malistic Destructivistic Masterpiece... Ming Cho Lee can kiss my taint...