I find people who wallow in their own misery annoying. When I was in my late teens I was a master at that form of mental-masturbation, and now that I've grown up and am able to properly put the world into perspective I really despise that aspect of my personality and have gone to great lengths to change that portion of myself. I still whine and complain, but I try to keep it within reason. Complaining aloud, or in written format, can be a wonderful way to cast out suffocating negativity, but if it's all you ever do it simply makes you an emotional douche bag.
I have a collection of tedious emotional problems that cause me to live a secluded and quiet life, but I do my best to maintain some perspective on my life. Terrible things are abound in the world. Misery is prevalent, and people are suffering in ways I can't comprehend. When I have a bad day, it's not half as bad as it could be. Is that perhaps a note of optimism? I suppose, but I'm getting really fucking tired of listening to people whine constantly. Everyone deserves a bad day, and helping someone through a rough spot in their life is important, but sad-sack attention whores deserve to die.
Perhaps the only thing worse then the misery-laden-ass-bags, are the misery-laden-ass-bag-enablers who go around giving former party praise and telling them how strong they are for suffering through such tremendous hardship. It's like a circle-jerk of misery. What a waste of circle-jerk.
Life is rough some times. Suck it up, bitches. I can't respect the "woe-is-me" idiots. A net-friend of mine's mother just passed away and she is less bitter and wretched than half the emo-fags I've encountered recently. Though I'm not that close to her, I respect her acutely.
That's it for bitching. Now, my accomplishments today:
Switched auto-insurance
Wired Jen's 360 for sound.
Assembled Jen's computer chair.
Setup new SSL Usenet accounts.
Fixed some DVD DL problems I was having.
Made homemade pizza.
Wired more electric to the living room.
...not bad for a single days work. ^_^
I have a collection of tedious emotional problems that cause me to live a secluded and quiet life, but I do my best to maintain some perspective on my life. Terrible things are abound in the world. Misery is prevalent, and people are suffering in ways I can't comprehend. When I have a bad day, it's not half as bad as it could be. Is that perhaps a note of optimism? I suppose, but I'm getting really fucking tired of listening to people whine constantly. Everyone deserves a bad day, and helping someone through a rough spot in their life is important, but sad-sack attention whores deserve to die.
Perhaps the only thing worse then the misery-laden-ass-bags, are the misery-laden-ass-bag-enablers who go around giving former party praise and telling them how strong they are for suffering through such tremendous hardship. It's like a circle-jerk of misery. What a waste of circle-jerk.
Life is rough some times. Suck it up, bitches. I can't respect the "woe-is-me" idiots. A net-friend of mine's mother just passed away and she is less bitter and wretched than half the emo-fags I've encountered recently. Though I'm not that close to her, I respect her acutely.
That's it for bitching. Now, my accomplishments today:
Switched auto-insurance
Wired Jen's 360 for sound.
Assembled Jen's computer chair.
Setup new SSL Usenet accounts.
Fixed some DVD DL problems I was having.
Made homemade pizza.
Wired more electric to the living room.
...not bad for a single days work. ^_^
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