Hey, ya’ll. It is a late night update and needless to say I am feeling rather down because I am beginning to realize that sometimes you just can’t win no matter how talented you are. In the end, sometimes shit just aint gonna go your way no matter how well you position yourself. It is bullshit but it is life. The older I get, the more things are STILL like high school. People will screw over whoever they can to remain on top. Those that aren’t in the cliques are never looked at highly. The more you keep your head down and do your job the more likely you will get picked on because you ARENT being obnoxious about what you do. You kind of hoped that after school ended that the pretty people didn’t always get what they wanted even though they were devoid of any personality or talent and yet it seems that they still get ahead over those that actually do what they are supposed to do. In the end…high school never ends:
Sad but true. I was better off when I was seven and wanted to be a member of the motherfucking Voltron force. If I had a giant robotic lion I wouldn’t have to take shit from anyone, let alone someone who is desperate for youth and tries to attain it by pulling the souls from young men. But I digress, mostly because I am bitter as fuck right now. It’s not who you know or what you know….it’s who you are willing to blow. ZING! I’m here all night, ladies and gentlemen.
But enough with being a downer. Life isn’t all that bad; I still have my porn. And that is quite simply all I need for the most part since I have given up on building a sensible relationship with a woman and realized that my life can only go up from where it is at right now. Yes, I am full of sunshine, snapdragons and FUCKING LOLLIPOPS!
So seeing as how I am pissed off at life in general right now and could care less about anyone or their beliefs about jackshit right now, I saw this article and said to my self. "bullshit." Fuck the Bible. Have you never read "Where The Wild Things Are?!" How about "Bunnicula?!" Hell, even "Are You There God? It's Me, Margret" was a better book than the fucking bible. It isnt even a book! It's a bunch of out of order stories about shit that didnt happen with people that didnt exist (except for Moses. Charlton Heston doesnt fuck around. And he just died at like...2,010ish years old?) and I find it hard to believe that Harry Potter wasnt number one. I mean, the only time I use a bible is in a hotel room to beat the shit out of the underage Thai hooker whose ass I am snorting lines of coke off of as I listen to the Beatles (the hepped up on goofballs Beatles) and cut myself all while yelling "I AM THE MINOTAUR!" When Penn & Teller school your book about it being bullshit, you know its time to hang up the messiah:
You know, I really....really hate people.
I will be doing the whole WFH thing tomorrow so I will be back up by the evening. Its okay, I will have calmed down by then. Until then, stay up.
Chachi Out.
