junecleavage

Raining and windy - a balmy 50+ degrees - and I am sitting in a near empty office save but the few who dragged their asses in here for fuck's sake.
I realized I just don't like people. I mean, this is not atucally a glaringly new revelation, I haven't been all that fond of people for quite some time now. But, yesterday, after walking a few short blocks to grab a quick bite I found myself shaking my head and mumbling to myself like a crazy person at all the strangers who had made it their mission to reinforce that I find the majority of people to be fucking morons. I don't ask for them to keep proving me right - they do it at will. Alexis de Tocqueville said it best..."the masses are asses"
I don't mean to sound all bah humbuggy or any of that shee-ite. I suppose I just notice it more when everyone is rushing to shove some more debt onto their credit cards as they consistently plow me over in their mad chaotic frenzy. I find the immense proportion of ignorance disheartening in any season.

But all of that being said I am beyond pumped for the ballet with my dear family tomorrow - bring on the good stuff. Seeing as the only people I actually do like are either related to me or marrying me the holidays at least provide me that solace.
Now go forth and be fucking merry gawd-dammit.