Devil man, devil man calling...devil man, running through my head.
I'm relaxed and mellowed out on alcohol. This is good.
I chased away my hangover with many glasses of that really cheap Cava...hell. I love the New Year/Christmas holiday. It's an excuse to have a constant (free) supply of booze in my house, and an even better excuse to drink it whenever I like.
So...I made this journal entry, originally to say something. But I've forgotten what I was meant to say. Fuck.
I was feeling drunkenly philosophical last night...did a lot of thinking as I lay slumped across my friend's parent's bed/floor (I alternated, see.). About people, and the reason why they hurt each other and are selfish.
It's failure by design. People don't mean to only think of themselves before others, about saving their own skin, protecting their own interests. They are made that way.
People aren't maliciously being selfish (Well, most of the time) because they CHOOSE to be. They are that way because they were designed to be like it. It's in their nature.
Think about my thesis. If it wasn't true, then why, despite all the best efforts of a charitable few, is half the world overweight, and the other half struggling not to starve to death?
Not ALL people are this way. Just 90% of people are...and a large faction of that 90% are deluding themselves that they DO care about other people before themselves...cute, isn't it?
Anyway. I'm happy despite the way the last few days have turned out.
My aim for 2006 is to repeat 2005 (Easily the best year of my life) without the mistakes I made last year. Should be entertaining, no?
God. I'm feeling wasted. Enough drunken philosophies. I'm going to carry on my downward spiral into utter liver destruction.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
I chased away my hangover with many glasses of that really cheap Cava...hell. I love the New Year/Christmas holiday. It's an excuse to have a constant (free) supply of booze in my house, and an even better excuse to drink it whenever I like.
So...I made this journal entry, originally to say something. But I've forgotten what I was meant to say. Fuck.
I was feeling drunkenly philosophical last night...did a lot of thinking as I lay slumped across my friend's parent's bed/floor (I alternated, see.). About people, and the reason why they hurt each other and are selfish.
It's failure by design. People don't mean to only think of themselves before others, about saving their own skin, protecting their own interests. They are made that way.
People aren't maliciously being selfish (Well, most of the time) because they CHOOSE to be. They are that way because they were designed to be like it. It's in their nature.
Think about my thesis. If it wasn't true, then why, despite all the best efforts of a charitable few, is half the world overweight, and the other half struggling not to starve to death?
Not ALL people are this way. Just 90% of people are...and a large faction of that 90% are deluding themselves that they DO care about other people before themselves...cute, isn't it?
Anyway. I'm happy despite the way the last few days have turned out.
My aim for 2006 is to repeat 2005 (Easily the best year of my life) without the mistakes I made last year. Should be entertaining, no?
God. I'm feeling wasted. Enough drunken philosophies. I'm going to carry on my downward spiral into utter liver destruction.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!