Wha Happen?

Original Post Date - November 3, 2006

Jesus..

Been awhile, kiddos - things are taking a turn for the surreal in this little life of mine, but I won't bore you with the details. Have you ever noticed that people are completely fucked? Everyone walks around with their insecurities and trivial concerns tattooed across their foreheads like banners marching in a ticker-tape parade. I've got news for you, though - no one else gives a shit. People are so wrapped up in the TLN soap opera that is their own existence that they have no time for whatever your sorrows are, so get over yourself. The proper response to 'How are you today?' is 'I'm fine, you?' - I don't care about your touch of diarrhea, the problems you have in your home life, or the fact that the weather is changing (I already know that, btw, welcome to Canada!). There's been this resurgence lately of people coming in to my life that I've gone out of my way to be rid of. In't lovely? Why don't people listen when the message you're sending is brilliantly clear? Apparently, I'm an ineffective communicator - who knew? I've spent the last 4 years of my life screaming at the top of my lungs - I did that because I chose to, and maybe if someone had've taken their lips off the bottle long enough to hear the words passing my lips, I wouldn't be getting bombarded with questions from all you shit-stirring, pea-brains right now. Make no mistake about it, it was you who fanned the flames - it was you who incited - it was you who are responsible. And now you want me to qualify my decision to you? You need answers? I need to justify myself to you? Is there something further I owe you? Something else you can take from me, maybe? Well, in the immortal words of Vice President Dick Cheney - 'Go Fuck Yourself'.

Cheers.