Wednesday, January 30, 2013
Hi I'm a blogger and I like to document all the cool shit in my life, well its cool to me. Should I blog about cool art pieces that I don't know two shits about, "eclectic art collection" that is the most pretentious fucking phrase. What does that mean, that you feel the need to collect various different pieces of art, heaven forbid you have too much of the same shit, then you'd just be an uneclectic classless faggot right? People love to hang shit up in their houses, condos, lofts, or flats as the english like to call them, just for the sake of covering their moldy, hole ridden walls. Its funny that bare walls just aren't cool, you have to cover them up with shit, like you're ashamed of them. I guess that how ugly people feel, yes that was mean but I thought we'd passed that point by now. When will you just be able to refer to ugly people as ugly, or black people as black people without some faggot correcting you....haha, I'm enjoying this so far, I feel like a freshly liberated slave. It feels really nice being able to say the shit thats in my head without it having to correlate to some message or meaning. It gets exhausting always having to make sense, sometimes you just wanna say something without having to explain what you mean. In those cases, either your explanation and ability to communicate clearly is shitty, or the other person is a moron. If we're standing face to face and I'm explaining something to the best of ability and at the end you say , wait what? Then either you're a godamn moron and I'm a fool who thinks he's articulate, or we're both morons. After having worked a sales job for about 2 months now, I see a lot of people, fat ones, skinny ones, ugly ones, hot ones, deathly ones, some people look like walking corpses, blue ass skin, droopy faces and yellow eyes, shitty circulation. As I stand there, the influx of hot women can be overwhelming, most days I have an 8hr erection. Its those fucking form fitting tights, that are just hugging their buttocks with every fiber of thread. Tights are my cryptonite. At this point women either just love them for the comfort OR, or they know that they will get every man in the vicinity hard. I wonder if thats what they think? Some women definitely are aware of their assets and intentionally wear them to strut their shit, then there are those women who like to act oblivious to the fact that their ass is exposed and is bouncing up and down with each footstep as they casually walk around putting blueberries and mango slices in their carts giving men involuntary erections. Women think THEY get taken advantage of?? Try being a guy and having no control of your cock, you know how stressful it is trying to conceal a boner while waiting in line to buy batteries.................
Thursday, January 3, 2013
well THAT was fun. Coming back from a vacation can leave you feeling a little sad, a little nice, a little lonely, a little peaceful, a little empty, a little drained and a little hungry. These are some of the things I feel after coming back from a vacation. Before you go you're excited and ready for action, thats the beauty of beginnings, any beginning. Whether its a movie, a vacation, a rollercoaster, a relationship, a walk, a talk, a meal, a dream, a game, a career, a song...These are all great beginnings and we dont want them to end, but like everything, all great things must come to an end. I'm not sure why god decided to do that, so we could appreciate life more? So we could cherrish "the" moment? So we don't become lazy or greedy? Why is life all about working for something and not just being given enough to live on...The answer is obvious, to have an advantage over others, THAT is the one reason life is a rat race, so that we can have a status imbalance. Everyone else gets fucked because a few guys want to have 30,000 square foot houses, and own islands, and have 3 rolls royces instead of 1, or 2 private jets instead of one incase the other gets a flat tire. This is the type of shit that makes us live the rate race we live in, well that and pussy. But no need to talk about that cus its nothing new, the only differences between now and back then is that women shave them now. I hate rats and I hate races, and there's nothing worse than combining two shitty things, they only become shittier. Rich people take the most vacations, simply because they can, you'd do it, I'd do it. Although they go on "Vacation" it simply starts losing the effect of a Vacaction after undeserved vacations are taken. Now I'm not saying you have to deserve a vacation, if you have the money, GO. BUT, a vacation to a rich guy doesn't even come CLOSE to what a vacation is for a less well off fellow. Its not about going to Santorini or Rome and staying in a 5 star, its about having someone cook you a warm meal, do your laundry and when you come to get it, its folded. Or having someone say, "save some for Yuvi" or wait, "Yuvi's coming with us" or "I've made your bed upstairs". THATS a vacation, the little things that get lost in your own life that are brought back to you by others. Its not the thread count and the type of linen, its knowing that the linen has been designated to you. This isn't supposed to sound like some "save the children" speech, but sometimes certain events make you think and analyze the present moment. All in all, next time you say "damn I need a vacation", you don't always have to go to Rome or Santorini to experience it.