Aloha all. Been awhile since I've updated, I'll try to make it interesting.
I've never really become personally attached to sports before. I could always just shrug off "my team's" loss because I could never identify with it. But seeing Rich Franklin get KO'd last night, I'm upset. And it wasn't even a close fight either, he got demolished. Fuck. Fuck.
I'm going slowly crazy living at home. My mother has this intiative, doing a "little" bit of housework everyday/hour/minute. So it feels like you're constantly doing meaningless chores and therefore breaking your psyche and going into a murderous rampage....I mean, flowers are pretty.
Now that I am an adult (ha!) I feel that one of the nice things is that I don't feel obliged to meaningless friendships that you were forced to keep in the past. Over the weekend, I went to the bar with some friends, incidently I proceeded to get just shittered. Nonetheless, as we were all leaving some girls from highschool stopped by (STK chicks for those who know) and after saying hello, a few of us just wandered off letting those who actually cared continue a conversation. I feel that is not inappropriate at all, I've talked to them maybe a dozen times in my life, why should I pretend to give a flying fuck what they're doing now? Isn't it being a better person not to lie and give them the honest truth, and not lie to myself?
I actually went to the mall yesterday, and besides the frantic consumerism the thing that shocked me most is what is "hip" for men now. I see so many guys that are very skinny and fey looking, in other words emo I guess. There's nothing wrong with it I suppose, but it makes me wonder why that is the new "in". I guess I'm just saying when was the last time a healthy person full of life was treated as fashionable.
I guess this all sounds like bitching, perhaps I need a girlfriend or to get laid.
And that brings me to my next piece, women, where the hell are you? Seriously, it's easy to find out where the dumb bimbos hang out, but I'm not looking for them. A smart, funny girl who hasn't been recently broken up is a hard find.
Anyhow, I'm gonna go grab myself a glass of wine before I get too riled up here. I hope all is well with everyone, I'll try a more positive piece later in the week.
I've never really become personally attached to sports before. I could always just shrug off "my team's" loss because I could never identify with it. But seeing Rich Franklin get KO'd last night, I'm upset. And it wasn't even a close fight either, he got demolished. Fuck. Fuck.
I'm going slowly crazy living at home. My mother has this intiative, doing a "little" bit of housework everyday/hour/minute. So it feels like you're constantly doing meaningless chores and therefore breaking your psyche and going into a murderous rampage....I mean, flowers are pretty.
Now that I am an adult (ha!) I feel that one of the nice things is that I don't feel obliged to meaningless friendships that you were forced to keep in the past. Over the weekend, I went to the bar with some friends, incidently I proceeded to get just shittered. Nonetheless, as we were all leaving some girls from highschool stopped by (STK chicks for those who know) and after saying hello, a few of us just wandered off letting those who actually cared continue a conversation. I feel that is not inappropriate at all, I've talked to them maybe a dozen times in my life, why should I pretend to give a flying fuck what they're doing now? Isn't it being a better person not to lie and give them the honest truth, and not lie to myself?
I actually went to the mall yesterday, and besides the frantic consumerism the thing that shocked me most is what is "hip" for men now. I see so many guys that are very skinny and fey looking, in other words emo I guess. There's nothing wrong with it I suppose, but it makes me wonder why that is the new "in". I guess I'm just saying when was the last time a healthy person full of life was treated as fashionable.
I guess this all sounds like bitching, perhaps I need a girlfriend or to get laid.
And that brings me to my next piece, women, where the hell are you? Seriously, it's easy to find out where the dumb bimbos hang out, but I'm not looking for them. A smart, funny girl who hasn't been recently broken up is a hard find.
Anyhow, I'm gonna go grab myself a glass of wine before I get too riled up here. I hope all is well with everyone, I'll try a more positive piece later in the week.
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OBVIOUSLY YOU DO NEED A GLASS OF WINE AND MAYBE A WORKOUT. lIFE IS GOOD JOSHUA...OXOXOX
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