nolan_void

Do you ever have days where you get so tired and worn out, and broke (as in no $), and you've got a headache and all of you friends are in these goddamn commited relationships, so instead of hanging out and playing video games they have to go pretend that they would rather be watching movies about kittens or some other ridiculous bullshit? Me too. On such days, I almost get a buzz on apathy. Everything feels like such a ridiculous unrewarding job that I just giggle a little bit, because I think, this must be what it is like to be the living embodiment of the phrase "Fuck you." I came to this realization after playing like four and half hours of a game my friend and I created that's kind of like a mix between baseball and dodgeball. He decided it would be a good idea to have a tournament. For money. Open to anyone. Let me start by saying that if I wanted to get my ass kicked at competitive sports by trash-talking assholes, I could just try out for the baseball team every year for free. I like this game. But I love titties. If someone said to me, "Hey, do you want to just rub your face into lots of titties for about four and half hours?" I would still have to stop and think, because four and half hours is a big commitment. I just like this game, so I have no idea how the hell I ended up suckered into playing it for my whole Sunday. I broke my glasses too. But, oh well. Being "Fuck you" isn't so bad. When people ask you questions such as "Did you read for class tomorrow?" and you say, "No", it genuinely doesn't matter anymore. I don't worry, or lose sleep, or feel bad because I'll be paying off student loans for about ten years after I graduate. I'm just flooded with cool, narcotic apathy. It will have worn off by tomorrow, and I'll be once again wishing I was one of those kitten-movie watching assholes like my friends, but right now, that doesn't matter.