The correct answer is: 'Only slightly'... ooonly slightly.
My brain's taken to playing a little game I like to call "Angst Sponge". As the name suggests, what he (I don't know, I've always called it a he and that isn't the point here anyway, people. JUST IGNORE IT AND MOVE ON) does is absorb the angst of other people and turn it into his own misery. So whenever someone complains to me about the same shit over and over again (shit that is totally out of my control), or whatever... it sends me spiralling into this DEEP DARK DEPRESSION. BECAUSE MY LIFE IS ONE...BIG...DARK...ROOM. But not really.
Um yeah. I don't know why this is. I've become all but a hermit because I just don't want to hear it. And I don't mean a nice hermit, either, I'm like one of those pissy hermits in Fallout 2 -- the ones that you courageously save from the slavers and once the slavers are all dead, you go to talk to the hermit and he's like "GTFO" then you're like "But I just wanna trade" and the hermit's like "Fine, take a quick look at this worthless crap you don't need and GTFO" and when you're leaving you think to yourself, 'I hope a pack of wolves eat you when you go to sleep tonight you bastard'. That's exactly like me. Without the trading part, I mean. And I don't think anyone would ever hope that I get eaten by a pack of wolves, considering the wolf population in CT isn't exactly up there. ...well, there's my state's hockey team, the Hartford Wolfpack, but if anyone hopes I get eaten by them then I will stab you with a hockey skate. I absolutely refuse to take part in cannibalism and/or gang-bangs thankyouverymuch.
I guess the easiest way to word it is, I'm sick of things. I'm sick of all this constant bitching, both my own and other people's. The majority of it is unwarranted, needless wangst. Some people have the right to complain -- there are people out there going through much worse things than me and you. Living through severe poverty, wars that they have nothing to do with, terminal illnesses, famine -- but even so, when you see these very people in newspapers and whatnot, sometimes you see them smiling for the camera. Smiling, goddammit. None of this 'woe is me my life is so horrible' stuff that we all pull every day. I'm sure that these people would trade their problems for our petty bullshit in a heartbeat.
I feel guilty for being able to take things for granted.
Like fandom... every day I get more and more I get pissed off with it. I cannot believe how many joyless asshats there are, making themselves angry to the point where they look completely retarded over something that's supposed to be FUN. It disgusts me. It disgusts me that sometimes I agree with it. It disgusts me that sometimes I myself act that way. It is so utterly POINTLESS.
Fandom. Is. Pointless.
The way someone portrays a fictional character has no importance. The situation someone puts this fictional world in, who this fictional character is fucking, none of it. Really. It has no bearing on Real Life™. You will not ~Change The World~ in any way, shape or form through fandom. This shit was made for entertainment, so why don't you lighten the fuck up and have FUN with it, already?
I know. I am a hypocrite. You don't have to tell me.
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Meh.
But on a lighter note!!
Sparkly buttsex!*
*Read: I apologize for putting my love for FFVII and all other things I'm sure you added me for on the backburner in favor of teh wangst. I know I fail at life and should stick to crack-whoring instead of acting like a human being. Sorry. =P
EDIT: Oh, goddammit, tomorrow is my mother's birthday and I have nothing for her.
EDIT 2: DON'T PITY ME OR I WILL BURN YOU.
Um yeah. I don't know why this is. I've become all but a hermit because I just don't want to hear it. And I don't mean a nice hermit, either, I'm like one of those pissy hermits in Fallout 2 -- the ones that you courageously save from the slavers and once the slavers are all dead, you go to talk to the hermit and he's like "GTFO" then you're like "But I just wanna trade" and the hermit's like "Fine, take a quick look at this worthless crap you don't need and GTFO" and when you're leaving you think to yourself, 'I hope a pack of wolves eat you when you go to sleep tonight you bastard'. That's exactly like me. Without the trading part, I mean. And I don't think anyone would ever hope that I get eaten by a pack of wolves, considering the wolf population in CT isn't exactly up there. ...well, there's my state's hockey team, the Hartford Wolfpack, but if anyone hopes I get eaten by them then I will stab you with a hockey skate. I absolutely refuse to take part in cannibalism and/or gang-bangs thankyouverymuch.
I guess the easiest way to word it is, I'm sick of things. I'm sick of all this constant bitching, both my own and other people's. The majority of it is unwarranted, needless wangst. Some people have the right to complain -- there are people out there going through much worse things than me and you. Living through severe poverty, wars that they have nothing to do with, terminal illnesses, famine -- but even so, when you see these very people in newspapers and whatnot, sometimes you see them smiling for the camera. Smiling, goddammit. None of this 'woe is me my life is so horrible' stuff that we all pull every day. I'm sure that these people would trade their problems for our petty bullshit in a heartbeat.
I feel guilty for being able to take things for granted.
Like fandom... every day I get more and more I get pissed off with it. I cannot believe how many joyless asshats there are, making themselves angry to the point where they look completely retarded over something that's supposed to be FUN. It disgusts me. It disgusts me that sometimes I agree with it. It disgusts me that sometimes I myself act that way. It is so utterly POINTLESS.
Fandom. Is. Pointless.
The way someone portrays a fictional character has no importance. The situation someone puts this fictional world in, who this fictional character is fucking, none of it. Really. It has no bearing on Real Life™. You will not ~Change The World~ in any way, shape or form through fandom. This shit was made for entertainment, so why don't you lighten the fuck up and have FUN with it, already?
I know. I am a hypocrite. You don't have to tell me.
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Meh.
But on a lighter note!!
Sparkly buttsex!*
*Read: I apologize for putting my love for FFVII and all other things I'm sure you added me for on the backburner in favor of teh wangst. I know I fail at life and should stick to crack-whoring instead of acting like a human being. Sorry. =P
EDIT: Oh, goddammit, tomorrow is my mother's birthday and I have nothing for her.
EDIT 2: DON'T PITY ME OR I WILL BURN YOU.