Ever had one of "those" days? You know, the ones where nothing seems satisfying in the least or remotely interesting. Where everywhere you go you feel as if you don't belong. When you're crawling out of your skin dying to do SOMETHING, anything, but cannot muster the energy required. Yeah, I'm having one of those. And where did it come from? Who the fuck knows, out of the damn blue apparently. I guess I'm working on perfecting lonliness today, because no matter who I spend time with I still feel this void at the core of my being. I think perhaps being unemployed is not conducive to my happiness at the moment. I have too much time to sit and go crazy in my head, worrying about things I have absolutely no control over.
Since I was a very small child I've had this bizarre reaction to people eating ice cream by themselves. So I had a hankering, that's right, a hankering for ice cream. Well, I end up getting an ice cream cone and what does it do but send me into hysterics. All of a sudden I'm bawling like a 2 year old with an ear infection. And that hollow feeling pervades my entire being. And then some jackass has the nerve to honk at me because I take 2 seconds more than I should have....should being speculative. Well, by this point I am really upset. SO, like a total idiot, I put my car into park, lean completely out my window and scream "Is someone fucking dying you moronic self absorbed turd?" This was stupid, but I was lucky. To my amazement, HAH, this guy goes "nope." So I throw a finger in the air and retort "then get the hell out of my muthafuckin asshole." Yeah, I'm a real sweetheart at times. And now, I'm back home, in front of this damned computer pouring my soul out to a bunch of strangers. Good strangers, but still, strangers for the most part.
So, I'm going to go draw and read and hope to hell my mood improves because I hate being a fuckin girl. I'm sure that its much of the reason I feel all pissy today, but that's not much condolance as I still feel like rippin a mofogators face off
and goddamned if I don't hate that fuckin mattress that no one will move behind me in the above picture.
Since I was a very small child I've had this bizarre reaction to people eating ice cream by themselves. So I had a hankering, that's right, a hankering for ice cream. Well, I end up getting an ice cream cone and what does it do but send me into hysterics. All of a sudden I'm bawling like a 2 year old with an ear infection. And that hollow feeling pervades my entire being. And then some jackass has the nerve to honk at me because I take 2 seconds more than I should have....should being speculative. Well, by this point I am really upset. SO, like a total idiot, I put my car into park, lean completely out my window and scream "Is someone fucking dying you moronic self absorbed turd?" This was stupid, but I was lucky. To my amazement, HAH, this guy goes "nope." So I throw a finger in the air and retort "then get the hell out of my muthafuckin asshole." Yeah, I'm a real sweetheart at times. And now, I'm back home, in front of this damned computer pouring my soul out to a bunch of strangers. Good strangers, but still, strangers for the most part.
So, I'm going to go draw and read and hope to hell my mood improves because I hate being a fuckin girl. I'm sure that its much of the reason I feel all pissy today, but that's not much condolance as I still feel like rippin a mofogators face off
and goddamned if I don't hate that fuckin mattress that no one will move behind me in the above picture. VIEW 11 of 11 COMMENTS
spadez:
I am not much for drinkin alone... I usually get really depressed when I drink by my lonesome. I rather go out and at least get ignored by the bartenders so that way I have a reason to be pissed at someone other than my computer. 
gitmach:
I hope you feel better now. Although, many times it is great to tell people what you are thinking, one the road, or on the computer.