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Really just relaxing a bit now after a bad night at work. Nothing new to report. As I used to label these days in high school in my old journal, "bored and depressed". If I still had a wworking word processor, and the disks that shit was written on, I could probably post enough angst to run a goth club for a week. Or my pseudo-intellectual pieces on various hot button issues of the time. Like my lovely abortion piece concerning chickens and eggs.

I was a dumb-ass at 16. I'm an even bigger one at 27. I have yet to do anything of meaning, and when I die, the experiences I value most will blow away like sand on the wind. I mean, who but me knows and cares about a particular patch of land in Yellow Springs? I have quite a few memories attached to various places out there. Admittedly, several of them are sexual in nature, but hey, it's one of the few things I'm good at. At work, I find old memories creeping back. You'd be amazed how many things you forget that can come back later.

I hate it. I hate feeling like a waste of an egg and a sperm. Hell, I'm not even propigating the species in this life. I have no real reason to exist, biologically speaking.

Fuck.

Everyone pardon me, I seem to have rediscovered my inner teen-ager.
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BLARGH!

May my evil uncle Paul rot in the hell of being skinned alive for all eternity!

I haven't even mase it to Cincy yet, and he's already firing across the port bow!

FUCK YOU UNCLE PAUL!

I'm taking the only bus that gets me there in time. I wanted to ask mom a question, not have you bitch at me for 10 minutes about what a stoopid fag I am.

May your afterlife involve red hot pokers and obnoxious people who can't stop critisizing you, you fat bastard.

Hell, you've pissed me off to the point where I can't even come up with a damnation bad enough for you.
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Ya'll have already heard me bitch about Ria's wedding on Saturday, but it now turns out I have two more to go!

Mary A. (That's how she's known), another of my many cousins is getting married June 18th in St Louis, and my friend Josh is getting married August 31st. That last one I actually get to wear a monkey suit! :)

Sorry, I could care less about the drama in my family, but fer cryin' out lound, how often do my friends get married?

I'm also really pathetically amused by some other drama which I can't go in to here, mainly because one of the people involved in said drama reads this occasionally.

Ah well, I have to be up early tomorrow, so I'm off to dream of Hayden Christensen (aka Aniken Skywalker) and Ewan MacGregor (aka Obi-Wan Kenobi). Oh to be part of a Jedi sandwich.:)
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More drama than I can stand. I swear, who needs soap operas around here? I swear, I just sit here and I get dragged into things I don't need.

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