im not even sure what it is about trying to find old friends. but maybe i was an unlikable person growing up.... i dont know. my minds been a fucking haze lately, it pisses me off a bit but then again what doesnt these days huh? i mean i think ive lost the actual purpose of blogging. it used to be a thrill for me to sit in front of a key board and write out whatever i though of at the time. now it just seems like work. i think thats why i signed up on posterous to just see what i was able to do... anyways, now that im in the writing spirit i guess i can just rant it out... but i dont want to go "BRIAN THIS AND BRIAN THAT!!!" because latley thats all i seem to have been doing.
i think i lost my sense of self over this revenge for revenge on a drunken letter. i mean lifes not fare right? no thats not a mis spelling of the word, i meant that. life is not made of money.... now how the fuck am i going to get this back on track? i cant. oh well, might as well enjoy the rush of the drinks while i can! lets see here.... what should i write about? i have no fucking clue but at the same time i feel almost releived that i got it out of my system. i mean, what would really be the point of making thousands upon thousands of spiderwebbed blogs if not for the simple fun fact of trying to see what i can write that might eleicit a reaction out of the veiwing public.
but im not so much worried about the raction, as long as i get a reaction. its kinda what drives me a bit further. that lastl ittle extra oomph that makes me go hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. lol. yeo there it goes. i dont know what im going to think about. i cant think. oh wait yes i can! i can think! its A FUCKING MIRACLE! miracle whip is good on crackers.
god it feels like i have adhd or something.... but then again... maybe it doesnt. maybe it does. I CANT MAKE UP MY MIND! IM 25 YEARS OLD AND I SIMPLY CANT MAKE UP MY MIND! RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.... and now for our regularly sheduled programming. two grandmas in rocking chairs with shotguns. a love story. mua ha ha ha.
seriously though i think i can pretty much say anything i wanted to and have no reaction to what ive said... what so ever. hell, even for the ismple purpose of testing i could say the word ****** and not get in trouble you know why? because i jsut fucking can thats why. i am going to say whatever i want, however i want, with whoever i want. in fact lets give that a test right now!
barrack hussien obama called kanye west a jackass. a fucking jackass for stealing poor taylor swifts magical moment of holding her little ego stroker. yes im bitter at the awards cerimonies... fuck off! anyways... my toe itches.... what was i talking about again?
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