I can honestly say that I am becoming less Livejournal-dependant. I no longer feel the need to bitch about how much my life sucks to people who may or may not half-care about the current situation that I may or may not be in. So much has seemed to happen within the last year or so, but I seldom feel the need to rant about it on a message board made to say "hey, look at me, these are my current problems of today, and tomorrow is going to bring these problems, and oh yeah, I love my girlfriend for this reason and oh yeah, how could I forget that other reason."
The fact is that my current problems are insignificant in the grand scheme of things, livejournal haikus are written much better in a state of partial or complete intoxication, and I do love my girlfriend very much. (By the way, drunken livejournal haikus dont come out as cleanly as you see them, about every line I type, there is at least 2 typos.
But if people must know of the day that I had today, I looked at a few cars this morning, one was a Corsica owned by a bunch of scary violent-looking Jamacians who didnt seem to like the fact that the white devil honkey negro killer was looking at their car. Yeah, racism is still around. Today was overcrowded at work, tomorrow will be overcrowded, and the next two days will be filled with unexpectation, for that I have them both off.
As for tonight, it seems as if I will be drinking Budweisers and vodka and red bull to the sounds of Daves guitar and Daves dryer. Alas, the excitement that will be the rest of tonight. Tomorrow will be work, which will suck the balls of the biggest, sweatiest fat man with the hair growth disorder. So much will seem to happen as I drink more and more from this very can, as life seems to get more and more insignificant, at a time when life should be so very important.
By the way, if you see me driving the biggest old man mobile on the road (with the white wall tires), you'll know damn well that it is me.
Until we we meet again, in a state of altered consciousness, in a state of knowing that all that we love and all that we cherish will all turn to dust, I bid you all goodbye, and I love you all, especially the people I dont know who may have actually read this thing to the very end.