The light of day is the night of day, but not quite the right of way...

[monoxidefox]

The more things change the more they stay the same. Apparently my life has gone into some sort of awkward descent pattern around the airport of the damned. While I enjoy being me I don't want to be me. You can called me cursed and gifted at the same time. The things I attain are not always what I want. What some people would call being blessed I call being damned. This contradictory bullshit needs to come to an end. I've spent the last few years not giving a damn about much of anything because everytime I cared I got fucked over in one way or another. I set my sights on something and never got it. The less I gave a shit the more I got. While it seems like some giant paradox it actuallys makes sense.

I've lost my train of thought.

This drunken rant brought to you by Seagrams 7. Enjoy the refreshing taste of desolation.

Now I remember why I was going to quit drinking.

"All I hate is the product of a world we created"