okay, so I'm insulted.
I'm watching the today show. there's a story titled, "Are you doing too much?".
the story features, logically and expectedly, discussion about the lack of personal time, the lack of family time, having a packed schedule, and what to do about aforementioned subjects and any related errata.
apparently, the best thing to do when your problem is "doing too much" is "hey, start doing less stuff."
immediately brought to mind was the typical(for me at least, your mileage may vary) parental answer to the age old question, which usually went as follows:
me: it hurts when I touch my xxxxxx.
adult: then don't touch it.
I felt very coddled.
and then the lady has the nerve to say, "back when we were children, we were pushed out the back door; we climbed trees, swam in the pond, played in fields..."
well, my generation can't, lady. this is mainly because you fuckers had to go fucking HOG WILD with your aerosol hair sprays and kill the fucking ozone layer. good fucking job. I can't go outside and play because it gives me CANCER now. thanks a WHOLE FUCKING LOT and THANKS FOR RUBBING IT IN.
our trees and ponds are now teeming with DMT and lead poisoning(no sources on that), trees rotted to the husk by years of retarded fifties teens scratching their initials into EVERY FUCKING TREE IN EXISTANCE, and oh - rite you guyz like cut down all the trees to make way for pouring black stuff in all the water everywhere.
kthxfuku.
the story features, logically and expectedly, discussion about the lack of personal time, the lack of family time, having a packed schedule, and what to do about aforementioned subjects and any related errata.
apparently, the best thing to do when your problem is "doing too much" is "hey, start doing less stuff."
immediately brought to mind was the typical(for me at least, your mileage may vary) parental answer to the age old question, which usually went as follows:
me: it hurts when I touch my xxxxxx.
adult: then don't touch it.
I felt very coddled.
and then the lady has the nerve to say, "back when we were children, we were pushed out the back door; we climbed trees, swam in the pond, played in fields..."
well, my generation can't, lady. this is mainly because you fuckers had to go fucking HOG WILD with your aerosol hair sprays and kill the fucking ozone layer. good fucking job. I can't go outside and play because it gives me CANCER now. thanks a WHOLE FUCKING LOT and THANKS FOR RUBBING IT IN.
our trees and ponds are now teeming with DMT and lead poisoning(no sources on that), trees rotted to the husk by years of retarded fifties teens scratching their initials into EVERY FUCKING TREE IN EXISTANCE, and oh - rite you guyz like cut down all the trees to make way for pouring black stuff in all the water everywhere.
kthxfuku.