Wednesday, July 25, 2001
blog, who cares, no one
what do you write about when there is nothing at all that interests you happening in your life. my life is stupid right now. it gets the job done, but it is just dumb. you all don't care about how stereotypical my day at work was. i don't even care about what i did at work. my job is boring. who cares, my job doesn't define me. it is something i do to make money. i don't really care about it. i derive the most joy out of playing with my stupid psychological dysfunctions. whatever, blah. blah basically describes my life at the moment. so yeah, blah
speaking of blah, it just took me almost an hour to drive the 13 miles between my parents house and my house here on the wesside. god damn lane on the bridge was closed. i could imagine there being a lane closed if they were doing something, but i didn't even see any people. it was like the morons just got too lazy to drive their big ass trucks, so the just pulled over and flipped on the lane closed sign. normally they give you warning, but this was a completely fucking random lane closing at 10:00 pm on a wednesday night. what the hell. of course, it has to be the night i have to take ryan home to get his car. blah. an hour sitting alone in my car in the dark, yee haw.
who really cares about anything. it isn't worth it caring about anything. the world is filled with morons. it isn't worth caring about the majority of the wankers that inhabit this earth with us. one voice out of 6 billion is worthless. I am worthless.
I am a cynic. my cynicism defines me. even when i am happy, i am happy with a very dry warped sense of humor. i am a little off. i say things i shouldn't because i think they are funny. but then everyone sits around looking at me funny. i am laughing inside, but no one else is. fuck them anyways. just because they don't understand me doesn't mean it isn't funny. some people wouldn't know funny if i put it on my nuts and slapped them in the face with it. DEEZ NUTZ. that has basically been the theme of the past few weeks. who cares about anything. all we really care about is DEEZ NUTZ. it is perfect.
i will blog when something interesting happens..... anything interesting happens. otter pops are interesting. maybe i will blog about those
screw the world, screw caring, let the morons keep it
what do you write about when there is nothing at all that interests you happening in your life. my life is stupid right now. it gets the job done, but it is just dumb. you all don't care about how stereotypical my day at work was. i don't even care about what i did at work. my job is boring. who cares, my job doesn't define me. it is something i do to make money. i don't really care about it. i derive the most joy out of playing with my stupid psychological dysfunctions. whatever, blah. blah basically describes my life at the moment. so yeah, blah
speaking of blah, it just took me almost an hour to drive the 13 miles between my parents house and my house here on the wesside. god damn lane on the bridge was closed. i could imagine there being a lane closed if they were doing something, but i didn't even see any people. it was like the morons just got too lazy to drive their big ass trucks, so the just pulled over and flipped on the lane closed sign. normally they give you warning, but this was a completely fucking random lane closing at 10:00 pm on a wednesday night. what the hell. of course, it has to be the night i have to take ryan home to get his car. blah. an hour sitting alone in my car in the dark, yee haw.
who really cares about anything. it isn't worth it caring about anything. the world is filled with morons. it isn't worth caring about the majority of the wankers that inhabit this earth with us. one voice out of 6 billion is worthless. I am worthless.
I am a cynic. my cynicism defines me. even when i am happy, i am happy with a very dry warped sense of humor. i am a little off. i say things i shouldn't because i think they are funny. but then everyone sits around looking at me funny. i am laughing inside, but no one else is. fuck them anyways. just because they don't understand me doesn't mean it isn't funny. some people wouldn't know funny if i put it on my nuts and slapped them in the face with it. DEEZ NUTZ. that has basically been the theme of the past few weeks. who cares about anything. all we really care about is DEEZ NUTZ. it is perfect.
i will blog when something interesting happens..... anything interesting happens. otter pops are interesting. maybe i will blog about those
screw the world, screw caring, let the morons keep it
