In mathematical terms, the story you are about to read, My Life Sucks But Not as Bad as This Guys', represents a "local maximum". One may safely assert that of all the stories contained in all of TSAT's twenty-one (and counting) issues, not one has ever truly achieved a level of quality comparable to this tale's. In truth, TSAT has posted vanishingly few narratives which even approach the benchmark which My Life Sucks... establishes!

The author, Ph33r P|-|/\<t0r, exhibits a grasp of the English language which is light-years beyond such simple, mundane, and ultimately inadequate terms as "innovative" or "unparalleled". Scholars in future times can, and likely will, spend decades of their lives attempting to reconstruct the thought processes which went into this story. They will not succeed, for the impenetrable majesty and mystery that is the mind of Ph33r simply is not amenable to the clumsy probing of conventional academic investigations! In order to fully comprehend the enormity of what Ph33r has accomplished, it may well be necessary to abandon all conventional frameworks, to adopt an entirely new paradigm of linguistic thought.

While the above remarks (which focus on the typolinguistic -- i.e., purely mechanical -- aspects of My Life Sucks...) are accurate as far as they go, they do not go far enough; they utterly fail to address Ph33r's treatment of his subject matter. Ph33r has here chosen to write a tale set firmly within the well-known TBP setting, and his handling of various motifs common to many TBP stories betrays a more than insignificant degree of familiarity with the setting.Furthermore, his use of various well-known TBP characters is such as to indicate a pellucid, adamantine grasp of said characters that all objective observers must agree is utterly beyond any conceivable rational doubt or question.