It's becoming clear to me that it's impossible to deeply care for anyone unless you really like yourself. As to why, I'm not sure - but I can't love anyone when I'm bathing in unworthiness, and no bubbles ( Read more... )

I saw this Elvis impersonator up in Bay City the other day. He was driving a clunky, white 1991 Pontiac Transport. I know this because my parents own the exact same car. Maybe business is bad for Elvis wannabes, and he stole my parent's crappy car. Life can't get a whole lot worse than that ( Read more... )

You know what's worse than having allergies? Loosing your left leg in a glorious late night street battle extravaganza ( Read more... )

So I was thinking, yeah? I don't really do what I want to do, yet, I don't really do what I don't want to do, and on occasion, I don't do what I'm supposed to do. Therefore, the only conclusion is that I do what I do - with no explanation, and very little apologizing. There are times when I do what I want to do, what I don't, and what I'm supposed ( Read more... )

I spent the majority of the day working a job that involves cleaning out gross college student inhabited houses, to the effect of getting them clean enough for more gross college students to come and inhabit them. It was great pay, as well as almost-free pizza, many smoke breaks, and free beer. Good job, eh? Yes. Delightful. I also had the ( Read more... )

In the battle of customer service, the Ugly Mug loses, obviously. They generally do everything in their power to ignore their post-purchase customers, and occasionally, pre-purchase customers. In fact, I sometimes wonder if they even know they have customers. It's possible that they're all in their own little world, in which they are king, queen, ( Read more... )

And as I sat there baffled by circumstance, frustrated with the intoxication, annoyed by the manifestation of boring story book characters ruling my life over and over and over and over again...I realized ( Read more... )

I am so ridiculously tired. Like, this is off the chain. For Pete's sake. Do it for Pete! This one's for you, buddy ( Read more... )

So I feel like I'm entirely okay about something, I say I am, then I realize I'm a huge liar. I've given myself a lot of time to be okay with it, then realize I'm a liar. And then, someone you pay to talk to, tells you "Look, it's okay to still be upset about it. It's okay to still talk about it and still be sad. It's okay to cry." And then, you ( Read more... )

"So come on Saturday, and we'll just smoke. We'll smoke our brains out." - Alice Cooper ( Read more... )