Tuesday, March 30, 2004

 

Desire

What is the only question an all-knowing god could ask?

Most people are afraid to ask for what they want. That is why they don’t get what they want. I think Madonna said it best. I took that advice to heart and I believe that I have lived most of my life since with that in mind. Why not ask for what you want? Being turned down is no worse than never asking and not getting it anyways. Even if there is only a 10% chance… it still works out 10% of the time. Am I right?

Of course I am right. I’m drunk. Drunken people know best. I am being extra careful in my spelling, or at least I think I am. I only had what would be about three shots of scotch with coke, but that does not mean that I am in any way sober. This is taking me a lot longer to write than it should. Normally I would hope to have at least three times as much written. This isn’t even interesting drunk ranting. I’m not saying anything that I would not other wise say. I do not believe I have ever done anything drunk that I would not do sober. Quiet to the contrary, I think I am more likely to do something crazy sober than I am to do something drunk.

Experiments. Experimenting? Hardly. They should have renamed The Hardy Souls to Hardy Har Har. I do not even like football. I’m lame and I am finally coming to terms with it. *Pulls out GBA* this update is just taking longer and longer. My mom asked to film my suicide. I sent her to a metal home.

People use being drunk as an excuse to do what they wanted. So now I’m going to tell all my friends what I really think of them! Muhahaha…. Ahh who am I kidding. I like all my friends, which is more than I can say about some people I know. Why would you hang around some one you didn’t like?

I just snorted and it hurt. Ouchy.

We are on the verge of the next mass extinction of life on earth. It would be nice to think that it isn’t going to happen to us, that it is years and years away, but it isn’t. Within the next ten to fifteen years up to ninety percent of the bird population is going to vanish. A healthy bird population is a good sign of how life in general is doing. If you do not believe in the six thousand year earth and believe we are billions of years in the making than you might be aware of the past six mass extinctions that we know about. All of which were caused by natural causes. Be it volcanoes or asteroids falling to the earth there have been the previous culprits.

We are causing this one. For the first time a life form is bring about the next great test of evolution. We are all going to hell for this one, so I am just trying to make the most of it while I can. I am in no position to make any changes to what is going to happen, so I may as well enjoy what I have. It is also why I refuse to have any children, why would I wish this future on another life? Why would I want to make my own child worry about fresh water, melting icecaps and the rainforest? Why not have no children? I do not want any one else to pay for my mistakes.

Worst of all is that we know we are all going to die really fricken soon and that no one is really bothering to do much about it. Many people believe that we are doing better than we used to be, but we are still creating more pollution than we were back in the fifties. I do not know all there is to know about the situation. I know there are people who are working towards making thing right. However I also know that bringing my cans into Sar-can is not nearly enough.

Depressing? Nah… I mean, what are you going to do about it? Stress yourself out and get an ulcer? I already have one of those thank you very much. I do not need it getting any worse. I think I will worry about more me oriented things. Like getting laid, making money, and playing video games.

Sound system gonna bring me back up. One thing that I can depend on.

I think I am over my regrets. They had been eating at me for a while, but I think I can finally forget about them now. They may yet come back to haunt me, but I do not feel any really grief over them any longer. If only every one was as well adjusted as I am. Is it lame that I am listening to bad eighties disco Leonard Cohen? The bad key board and back up singers… I should change the song, but… but nothing. *Presses next* Ahh Against Me! Always there when I am in need of music.

Your friend is cute. Stay away from her. Why are you worried I would ruin her? I am worried she would eat you alive.

It must be hard to be a spider.

I should have been in bed long ago. I have not been sleeping much lately, but it sure does beat the kind of sleep I was getting before I was getting so little. I have very deep sleep now, before I would toss all night. It could be the drugs. Yes I will blame the drugs. I work tomorrow at ten. I should be asleep. Instead I am writing this so you will have something to read in-between your classes. I hope you are happy. I am most likely at work right now very tired. You should be thankful.

You never know you are in over your head until you are drowning. Sometimes you may see it coming. Deep water ahead maybe I should turn back? The smart ones do, the dumb ones keep going. I think I am still deciding if I should keep swimming and risk greatness or head back. I like to risk it, go out just so far that my feet do not touch, but I could make it back if I really wanted too. I think that is where I am right now. I can see the bottom; my toes just will not reach. How do I know that anything better is on the other side? Well I do not know, how could any one know with out going?

Why do I have so many Operation Ivy covers if I just switch over to the real thing any time one comes up? Reel Big Fish are the only group that come close to doing any of the song justice. Every ska/cali punk band since has done a cover and I have them all. I know I have them all because I checked the register on the website.

If I die before I get to jump out of a plane tied to some sheet, I will not die an unhappy man. If I die before I have sex with two women at the same time I will not die an unhappy man. If I do not think of something to do before I die, I will die an unhappy man.

Three pages not double-spaced. I should start a novel. It would be lamer than lame to just publish what I have written thus far. I was thinking about editing what I just wrote, so I went back read the first paragraph got bored and stopped. I truly do feel sorry for you if you have read this far *pats head. *

What stops people from asking for what they want? Fear? Fear of being rejected and told no. So they do not ask and what happens? Most times nothing. Nothing happens and things are as bad as if they had been told no… except they have to live with the question.

What would happen if I were not here?

SEAN!!!

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