Welcome back....
Okay so i haven't written in an LJ in a long ass time... but what the hell, something made me feel like starting to regularly do it again, so here it goes.... i think ill name my LJ Paula.... for no reason...
Dear Paula,
Something out there makes me think that the world has gone to shit, mostly, im sorry guys, of my doing. I personally ruined one of the happiest relationships of my life, not because of anything special, but because i flat out took her for granted. This, in a relationship, simply cannot be. Recent weeks brought self loathing, and apathy, but the worst was still yet to come, i was told this evening "im just pissed i let it go on this long" thats right, shes mad she had to be with me until the point at which we broke up, great, perfect, thats the morale boost this self loathing cynical sociopath needed to hear. But hey, who can blame her, she was dating *me* the biggest piece of shit since dan quayle... and yes, dan quayle did do something to deserve that.
But, you may say "hey, chris, lets be fair, the *world* hasn't gone to shit, just your own little world!", quite the contrary however. Let us examine something quite arbitrary, say, the weather. The weather has been unusually mild this winter, december, january, and even feburary passed with few negative temperatures, or particularly stagnant cold days, there wasn't even a media hyped, grocery buying frenzy of a blizzard this year. Until it happened, march, today was the coldest fucking day i have ever experienced in my grown life, its fucking march, march is spring junior, march is supposed to be like october, november at the very worst, in the words of Luis Black, its just getting "Greyer, and greyer, and greyer, and once you think its the greyest it can get, WHAM (march), the greyest day of the year. But hey, thats just the weather. and noone likes the weather, or the weatherman for that matter... Roker, you little whore, you better run.
Tsk Tsk on the man who blames the weather because politics are mans worst nightmare, as if i hadn't stomached enough bush bashing, and democratic retardism, combined with neo-conservative misguidance and gay-bashing presidents, now people are starting to die for it, what was it, 11 people in 30 mins last week in Iraq?!? great, and it wasn't even a major isreali holiday, i can't wait for next yum kipper or whatever, so that all my friends and family can die for oil, whoops, did i speak out against isreal, someone call the FBI...
"This is my United States of Whatever"
let the whatevering begin, henceforth, i dont give a fuck.
I know who my friends are, and I know that i can't have what i've fucked up back, so what the hell, why not suck it the fuck up and get over it, there, ive bitched, ive complained, and now, i don't care.
"And now for something completely different" - MP i love you
Dear Pauline (who the fuck is named Pauline... die),
I Do, today reclaim my sanity, and will henceforth speak as a normal person does. So Robin's snail bubbah (i named, awesome name huh!?!) climbed to the top of the mock roman ruins in the fishtank today, that snail, is my homie for life. I got keys to the Lounge at Hunter yesterday, (uber responsibilty) and now me and james dont have to wait outside a locked door for an hour on wedsday mornings, and i found out that karmic retribution *does* exist, which rox. I think im in love with my guitar, its a love affair, mostly jesus, and my guitar. Not because it is particularly expensive, stylish, of even has a very good sound, just because i love it, and it rocks like that. But hey, i mean really, things aren't as bad as i thought i suppose, and what the fuck-why not, maybe we will do alright as best friends, instead of worst boyfriend//girlfriends.... heres hoping, shes one of the few the proud, the brave that i trust, and heeeeres the list!.... just kidding, if i was actually to list the o-so-short list of people i trust, i would commit social suicide, but don't worry ahmed, i trust you.
Dear Paula,
Something out there makes me think that the world has gone to shit, mostly, im sorry guys, of my doing. I personally ruined one of the happiest relationships of my life, not because of anything special, but because i flat out took her for granted. This, in a relationship, simply cannot be. Recent weeks brought self loathing, and apathy, but the worst was still yet to come, i was told this evening "im just pissed i let it go on this long" thats right, shes mad she had to be with me until the point at which we broke up, great, perfect, thats the morale boost this self loathing cynical sociopath needed to hear. But hey, who can blame her, she was dating *me* the biggest piece of shit since dan quayle... and yes, dan quayle did do something to deserve that.
But, you may say "hey, chris, lets be fair, the *world* hasn't gone to shit, just your own little world!", quite the contrary however. Let us examine something quite arbitrary, say, the weather. The weather has been unusually mild this winter, december, january, and even feburary passed with few negative temperatures, or particularly stagnant cold days, there wasn't even a media hyped, grocery buying frenzy of a blizzard this year. Until it happened, march, today was the coldest fucking day i have ever experienced in my grown life, its fucking march, march is spring junior, march is supposed to be like october, november at the very worst, in the words of Luis Black, its just getting "Greyer, and greyer, and greyer, and once you think its the greyest it can get, WHAM (march), the greyest day of the year. But hey, thats just the weather. and noone likes the weather, or the weatherman for that matter... Roker, you little whore, you better run.
Tsk Tsk on the man who blames the weather because politics are mans worst nightmare, as if i hadn't stomached enough bush bashing, and democratic retardism, combined with neo-conservative misguidance and gay-bashing presidents, now people are starting to die for it, what was it, 11 people in 30 mins last week in Iraq?!? great, and it wasn't even a major isreali holiday, i can't wait for next yum kipper or whatever, so that all my friends and family can die for oil, whoops, did i speak out against isreal, someone call the FBI...
"This is my United States of Whatever"
let the whatevering begin, henceforth, i dont give a fuck.
I know who my friends are, and I know that i can't have what i've fucked up back, so what the hell, why not suck it the fuck up and get over it, there, ive bitched, ive complained, and now, i don't care.
"And now for something completely different" - MP i love you
Dear Pauline (who the fuck is named Pauline... die),
I Do, today reclaim my sanity, and will henceforth speak as a normal person does. So Robin's snail bubbah (i named, awesome name huh!?!) climbed to the top of the mock roman ruins in the fishtank today, that snail, is my homie for life. I got keys to the Lounge at Hunter yesterday, (uber responsibilty) and now me and james dont have to wait outside a locked door for an hour on wedsday mornings, and i found out that karmic retribution *does* exist, which rox. I think im in love with my guitar, its a love affair, mostly jesus, and my guitar. Not because it is particularly expensive, stylish, of even has a very good sound, just because i love it, and it rocks like that. But hey, i mean really, things aren't as bad as i thought i suppose, and what the fuck-why not, maybe we will do alright as best friends, instead of worst boyfriend//girlfriends.... heres hoping, shes one of the few the proud, the brave that i trust, and heeeeres the list!.... just kidding, if i was actually to list the o-so-short list of people i trust, i would commit social suicide, but don't worry ahmed, i trust you.