So I'm pretty tired of fighting how I feel about things. Mainly work, friends too but work is what occupies my mind most nowadays.
I did just type up a long, preachy and somewhat self pitying journal entry but instead I'm just going to think back to three lines from American Psycho, I feed from the cynicism.
"There is an idea of a Patrick Bateman; some kind of abstraction. But there is no real me: only an entity, something illusory. And though I can hide my cold gaze, and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable... I simply am not there."
"I have all the characteristics of a human being: blood, flesh, skin, hair; but not a single, clear, identifiable emotion, except for greed and disgust. Something horrible is happening inside of me and I don't know why. My nightly bloodlust has overflown into my days. I feel lethal, on the verge of frenzy. I think my mask of sanity is about to slip."
"There are no more barriers to cross. All I have in common with the uncontrollable and the insane, the vicious and the evil, all the mayhem I have caused and my utter indifference toward it I have now surpassed. My pain is constant and sharp and I do not hope for a better world for anyone, in fact I want my pain to be inflicted on others. I want no one to escape, but even after admitting this there is no catharsis, my punishment continues to elude me and I gain no deeper knowledge of myself; no new knowledge can be extracted from my telling. This confession has meant nothing."
On a lighter note ; you are all awesome
I did just type up a long, preachy and somewhat self pitying journal entry but instead I'm just going to think back to three lines from American Psycho, I feed from the cynicism.
"There is an idea of a Patrick Bateman; some kind of abstraction. But there is no real me: only an entity, something illusory. And though I can hide my cold gaze, and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable... I simply am not there."
"I have all the characteristics of a human being: blood, flesh, skin, hair; but not a single, clear, identifiable emotion, except for greed and disgust. Something horrible is happening inside of me and I don't know why. My nightly bloodlust has overflown into my days. I feel lethal, on the verge of frenzy. I think my mask of sanity is about to slip."
"There are no more barriers to cross. All I have in common with the uncontrollable and the insane, the vicious and the evil, all the mayhem I have caused and my utter indifference toward it I have now surpassed. My pain is constant and sharp and I do not hope for a better world for anyone, in fact I want my pain to be inflicted on others. I want no one to escape, but even after admitting this there is no catharsis, my punishment continues to elude me and I gain no deeper knowledge of myself; no new knowledge can be extracted from my telling. This confession has meant nothing."
On a lighter note ; you are all awesome
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got the job!! bizarre...
you should tell the girl to come straight out with it. i get the feeling that she wants your babies!!
the health food shop also serves coffee and cakes so if you're ever in glasgow just come by and it's on me!!
if you really want some cash in the short term, what are your thoughts on being used for a scientific study? i'm being serious here! my uni are looking for men between the ages of 18-60 for some bioimaging study. i would love to take part but unfortunatley i'd need to grow a penis before i do so.
xx
[Edited on Oct 06, 2005 10:36AM]