In a decade’s time, we’ll all be like this guy.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_QdPW8JrYzQ
In a decade’s time, we’ll all be like this guy.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_QdPW8JrYzQ
More obligations, more work, more money to make to fuel the never-ending cycle of bills and expenses. The world churns along at a glacial rate and flattens any and everything that’s standing still. You feel like you’ve got some time – the glacier’s still a mile away, why not have a picnic? Too much complacency is a fatal mistake. It’s horrible, grating and pointless. There is no understanding here, just cold mechanical process. Oh, but the Mormons are still fun to talk to when they come to the door, and now I get to be home all throughout the day so they can wake me […]
It seems there is an entire genre of weirdly happy-sounding Cthulhu music. I can’t fault them for being happy when singing about the subject. Fits my Lovecraftian streak right now and thought I’d share. Let’s all send some positive vibes to Cthulhu. <3
I wish the old ones were real,
and would bring the destruction of reality.
That would make a fun Friday, I think.
Oh, Cthulhu fhtagn!
Well, I got my job back. Yay for that. This way, I start off with a clean slate – I can call off as much as I want, really, if I feel so inclined, and I’ll have another week of vacation time right off the bat. However, since it’s so far into the month already, I’ll probably be really short on rent for next month. Boo. Boo, landlord, boo.
I bet if I ask really nice, my manager will let me sleep in the break room rent-free. Maybe I can bring the cats along and they can be company mascots or something. It’s perfect! And I […]
I don’t wanna. Why do we have to live in this stupid society? It’s like being stuck inside a machine that’s got a whole lot of intricate components that aren’t designed together, and don’t function well together. Like trying to make smoothies with a blender with a gas engine and popsicle sticks as the blades. You have to hand crank it for a while and then everything goes splat all over the room, the blades snap off and you get a splinter in your eye. Fantastic. Who designed this stupid thing? They should all be shot in the street.
Us? Oh, no. We just have to […]
Isn’t that what everything is? Just an eternal waiting room.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6aoe8mBbevU
I thought this was brilliant. It’s almost like a snapshot of the American dream in 2018. I don’t even know what’s going on anymore. It’s all white noise.
I will win. I will hold out until then. Maybe two weeks? Three? If three, it’ll be an ordeal. Hey, let’s all stare into the abyss a while.
Life is known to induce anxiety. If symptoms persist, rewind and start from zero.
Well, it’s debatable whether it’s positive or negative. It might be both. Maybe it’s neither. Maybe it’s some mixture of the two, much like the reality we live in. Who knows? Don’t let the title fool you. It’s actually quite relaxing. Or is it?
I guess I’ll ring in the new year listening to this guy. Happy new year, folks.
Going to sleep now. 21 days until D-Day and I’m on notice for rent. Damn the clocks and calendars. Can’t I just drift in comfortable ignorance for a while? Sheesh. Everything’s a mess, and it’s impossible to herd cats, and nobody can recite all the digits of pi. The news is a lie, rich people are idiots, poor people are also idiots, I’m an idiot, and so are all the grammar.
So turns out, my roommate was arrested. Cops ransacked my place, did a forensic search of all the computers in the apartment, confiscated his laptop, and won’t release any info on what he’s charged with.
Oh, joy.
Well, that sucks. He’s been a friend of mine since grade school. On the purely pragmatic side, I can’t afford rent, utilities and food without him contributing. So in other words, it looks like I’m probably moving, and my circle of social contact is dwindling by the second. My friend’s life is probably ruined, and nobody knows why. This has been a great week.
This is a bunny singing gorillaz kind of morning.
The stupid so’s-and-so’s. I’m almost out of painkillers and the antibiotics don’t seem to be doing much of anything – the infection’s actually getting worse, but at least the painkillers have been helping to keep me functional. Tomorrow is going to be a horror show, and I’m seriously pissed about possibly having to pay another stupidly expensive copay. It’s all painful, and yet so absurd.
I think I might have almost died today. My whole head was blown up like a balloon from a sinus infection that apparently decided it wanted to take over everything. I could hardly see from all the squinting. I was resisting going to the doctor for about three days – even went into work today like that. But by the time I got off work, my neck was starting to stiffen. I couldn’t turn my head. I couldn’t look up or down. I couldn’t talk – when I tried, I’m sure it looked comical.
That’s when the headaches started. And the earaches. Then my back stiffened […]
All of this is a product of a stupid, inhuman way of doing things. Personal responsibility, they called it. Individual choice, they said. If you’re depressed, well, that must be a result of some faulty wiring in your frontal lobe. Here, take these pills and you’ll be OK enough to function within society. To serve the needs of the culture you live in. It’s somehow your own fault, even if the fault is somehow beyond your control. It’s still you that’s the problem. You had bad genes. You got sick when you were young. Your parents left you alone too much and you never adapted […]
I had a thought a moment ago, that I should take a couple benadryl to help me sleep tonight. I know, it’s early, but I had a ridiculously bad day. This is a microcosm of it. So I had this thought. It kept popping back up while I was busy doing other things – feeding the cats, doing the dishes, etc.. Then I sat down and looked at the benadryl bottle on the table. I had this sensation, like I’ve already taken two benadryls tonight. I swear I can remember taking them. I can recall the sound of opening the bottle, the feel of the […]
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