Still just bullshitting around

Okay, dunno what to post about yet...I guess I will figure it out. You know, that sort of thing just comes to me sometimes. Then again, sometimes it seems to avoid me. Like now. Maybe I should get drunk again? But, then, my work would probably not like that too much, so I guess I can't tonight. Bummer.

So, what do you think of this idea: I just come here to bitch and complain about the crap I see every day? That would be fun, wouldn't it? Maybe. Not feeling in the bitchy mood right now...not feeling in much of any mood right now, so I'll just go with that.

Seems after one post, I have been proposed to by someone I've only seen once in a blog, after he called me a sinner. Well, he did say "spiritual wife", so I guess that isn't the same thing, but anyway...

People are weird, I fully believe that now. Not like I ever doubted it...I'm one of them, so I should know, right? Maybe.

Well, I'm getting bored shooting the shit, so come back some other time...maybe I'll be in a bad mood again and really have something to bitch about. Won't that be fun!

WTF? Why not?

Every day, we learn something new. Sometimes, it isn't something we want to learn, but we learn it all the same. Then, there are days in which we learn wonderful things. However, these days are definatly outnumbered by what we don't want to learn.

It has been said to be once before, by metaphysics advocates, that those who need glasses to see do so because there is something they don't want to see subcontiously. However, from my observation, that should mean that 98% of the world would then need glasses of some strength or another, because almost all of us hide our heads in the sand, many of us quite frequently. Those that can play off of that self-induced blindness will be those with the most power. Take the US president, for example. For a long while, half the country or more actually believed what this baffoon said, regardless of the facts staring them in the face, available if only they did a tiny bit of digging or reasoning.

Take me, for example. I'm down, so what do I do? I get drunk and make a blog so I can bitch and moan. That is what I am here for, yes it is. If you don't like it, then leave.

On an up note, I probably won't spend all of my time bitching. I'm sure I won't always be surly. I know I am not that way all of the time. It's just an easier way to deal with reality, rather than pasting a stupid fucking grin on my face every day, pretending to be one of the ass lickers so I can get a leg up. More healthy.

Anyway, thats all I care to say right now, so piss off. I'll post again, I'm sure.

(You can tell that I am in a bad mood tonight, can't you?)