Xine. Xine-lib. Xine. Xine. Xine. Seen. I hate, nay loathe you. My contempt for you burns brighter than the sun in the noonday sky. It burns whiter than dying star immediately preceding supernovadom. And yet, like a battered wife, I keep coming back for more. Is it because I think I love you? Is it because I'm scared? Is it because at the moment there just isn't anything better?
Yes.

Dear Lord please deliver unto me Qt 4.4 so that Amarok won't need xine on OS X anymore. Also dear eight pound, six ounce, newborn baby Jesus I'd also like this ImageIO stuff to work when I try it eventually. Please? Kthxbye.