And thus ends another shocking chapter ; The Hate List
With that last entry behind and resolved at a negotiable level, I cannot help but look at it and say to myself " Wow, that's almost fifty fucking comments. " Yes sir and ma'am, fifty comments of unnecessary bickering and conflict. For a lack of better word, almost fifty comments about nothing.
Much alike pieces of the WTC preserved in a museum for all to see and remember with infamy, I intend to set that last post in my "memories" - the first one to ever grace that archive. I feel that something that beyond anyone's control is not something that should be forgotten. It should be there for rememberance - not for it's shocking content, but for our shocking behaviors in the grand name of our own personal beliefs. It's this very thing, ladies and gentlemen, that begins world wars. If we all owned countries, we all would have launched nuclear warheads at each other because of something so trivial and petty.
Onto other matters, in the grand tradition of Kefka's previous post, I shall also compose a "hate" list. I find the idea interesting and, as I work on the second scene to Eggman 3, this little info should feed the masses just a little longer.
I hate grape seeds. I hate the cold, I hate the hot. I hate everywhere but the mall because it's a controlled temperature in there. I hate call centers and I hate their clients. I hate the limited time I'm given to perform open-heart-surgery on the fucked up accounts in said call centers. I hate songs that repeat constantly to my ears, be it on TV or Radio or someone's MP3 playlist. I hate the people that never grow tired of songs I hate. I hate making coffee and not finding milk, I hate everything about elections and the fine race of public appeal that follows it. I hate the moon because I can't visit it on a rocketship high in the air, I hate the moon because I'm not able to live there. I hate the jackass that fucked a monkey long ago and brought AIDS to north america. I hate the fact that I can't construct a time machine to go back and kick his ass. I hate that stupid monkey because he didnt know how to give a blowjob and now millions must die because of his lack of sexual experience.
I hate the weather network for bracing the public for the armageddon of tornados all for nothing. I hate our stupid barometer because it backs up these absurd claims. I hate my tomatoes because they're taking to long to grow. I hate waiting for shitty paychecks. I hate employers who promise the world in a job then give it to you up the ass. I hate my computer mouse. I hate PMS (but dont tell Leah, she's in the mood for carnage), I hate the crap in the sink drain that doesn't have form or substance, I hate meat that's slaughtered to Islamic Law because I dont understand it. I hate running out of toilet paper, alcohol, money, and things to talk about with friends. I hate having to say goodbye to the ones I love. I hate having to wait to say hello to the ones I love. I hate stepping in dog shit and thinking that you really need to have a shower because of the smell. I hate dog shit. I hate shit.
I hate bordom. I hate stress. I hate hunger when all you have to eat is expired mustard. I hate Maury because he doesnt know what the fuck he's talking about when he brings out his guests, he only recaps the events for the guests to remember and bicker about. I hate the show Passions and the stupid dramatic zoom ins on Teresa's face before every commercial. I hate when TV shows cut to a commercial with a gun going off, then come back and the gun is kicked out of their hand before it can be shot. I hate Bill Cosby's shoes, I hate Rosie O'Donnells hair, I hate the lop sided fish-eyes on that creepy mother fucker that was in the pepsi and Tim hortons commercials. I hate how everything follows a 30 minute format. I hate how TV controls us. I hate how we do not control TV.
I hate waiting for food at McDonalds, I hate the hype surrounding intense sporting events. I hate the crappy commercials that make it sound like a world war when Clevland goes against Arizona in baseball. I hate the hole in my pants that cant be repaired. I hate when children die for no reason, I hate when people don't die when they should. I hate the law, I hate the crimes of the world. I hate waking up to a beam of light burning my eyes out. I hate having to wait for Dawn of the Dead to come out onto DVD.
But one thing I do love, is Leah.
Much alike pieces of the WTC preserved in a museum for all to see and remember with infamy, I intend to set that last post in my "memories" - the first one to ever grace that archive. I feel that something that beyond anyone's control is not something that should be forgotten. It should be there for rememberance - not for it's shocking content, but for our shocking behaviors in the grand name of our own personal beliefs. It's this very thing, ladies and gentlemen, that begins world wars. If we all owned countries, we all would have launched nuclear warheads at each other because of something so trivial and petty.
Onto other matters, in the grand tradition of Kefka's previous post, I shall also compose a "hate" list. I find the idea interesting and, as I work on the second scene to Eggman 3, this little info should feed the masses just a little longer.
I hate grape seeds. I hate the cold, I hate the hot. I hate everywhere but the mall because it's a controlled temperature in there. I hate call centers and I hate their clients. I hate the limited time I'm given to perform open-heart-surgery on the fucked up accounts in said call centers. I hate songs that repeat constantly to my ears, be it on TV or Radio or someone's MP3 playlist. I hate the people that never grow tired of songs I hate. I hate making coffee and not finding milk, I hate everything about elections and the fine race of public appeal that follows it. I hate the moon because I can't visit it on a rocketship high in the air, I hate the moon because I'm not able to live there. I hate the jackass that fucked a monkey long ago and brought AIDS to north america. I hate the fact that I can't construct a time machine to go back and kick his ass. I hate that stupid monkey because he didnt know how to give a blowjob and now millions must die because of his lack of sexual experience.
I hate the weather network for bracing the public for the armageddon of tornados all for nothing. I hate our stupid barometer because it backs up these absurd claims. I hate my tomatoes because they're taking to long to grow. I hate waiting for shitty paychecks. I hate employers who promise the world in a job then give it to you up the ass. I hate my computer mouse. I hate PMS (but dont tell Leah, she's in the mood for carnage), I hate the crap in the sink drain that doesn't have form or substance, I hate meat that's slaughtered to Islamic Law because I dont understand it. I hate running out of toilet paper, alcohol, money, and things to talk about with friends. I hate having to say goodbye to the ones I love. I hate having to wait to say hello to the ones I love. I hate stepping in dog shit and thinking that you really need to have a shower because of the smell. I hate dog shit. I hate shit.
I hate bordom. I hate stress. I hate hunger when all you have to eat is expired mustard. I hate Maury because he doesnt know what the fuck he's talking about when he brings out his guests, he only recaps the events for the guests to remember and bicker about. I hate the show Passions and the stupid dramatic zoom ins on Teresa's face before every commercial. I hate when TV shows cut to a commercial with a gun going off, then come back and the gun is kicked out of their hand before it can be shot. I hate Bill Cosby's shoes, I hate Rosie O'Donnells hair, I hate the lop sided fish-eyes on that creepy mother fucker that was in the pepsi and Tim hortons commercials. I hate how everything follows a 30 minute format. I hate how TV controls us. I hate how we do not control TV.
I hate waiting for food at McDonalds, I hate the hype surrounding intense sporting events. I hate the crappy commercials that make it sound like a world war when Clevland goes against Arizona in baseball. I hate the hole in my pants that cant be repaired. I hate when children die for no reason, I hate when people don't die when they should. I hate the law, I hate the crimes of the world. I hate waking up to a beam of light burning my eyes out. I hate having to wait for Dawn of the Dead to come out onto DVD.
But one thing I do love, is Leah.