shema

So despite my best efforts, Spring is back. You know what I hate most about the warmer months, of the year? It's not just the unbearable heat, the longer days, or the bugs attacking me each night. It's the noise. There's just way too much noise. Too much human activity. It's like the flood gates open. And now all of the worst that humanity has to offer, comes pouring out. Wrecking havoc on decent society. I can barely focus to even write this blog, right now. Because of the lawn mowers that sound more like Fat Boy Harley Davidson bikes, racing each other on the field, behind my apartment. And soon after that, schools will be out for spring and then summer breaks. A reality so horrible, I dare not speak of it, outside of the protection of an internet modeling site. Now I know how Persephone must have felt. It's like "Okay, sport. Fun's over. Back to hell, you go!".

Maybe I'm looking at this from the wrong angle. If I had a body worth showing off, any type of athletic ability or social skills higher than that of a 6th grader, I wouldn't be so down on the more revealing times of the year. But I'm not. So screw it. I hate you, Spring time. Eat shit and die.

In other news, I posted an epic rant on Bob's latest blog. I promised myself I wouldn't do that anymore. But the issue being discussed was so important, that I couldn't keep my opinions, to myself. You can say whatever you want to say to me about politics, religion, society, or my personal choices and habits. But you don't fuck with my video games. Ever. Especially not, my female characters. I hope she doesn't take me for a completely lunatic, after what I said.

RANDOM HILARITY







I would literally kill myself, if I ever heard him say that, in real life.






I'm afraid I'm gonna run into one of these every night, before bed.









End rant.