RANT ALERT
i'm irked, bordering on pissed. i shouldn't be though since i'm listening to one of my favorite albums (Beatles - Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band). but i am. why? well, i could get really personal but i won't. people ask me for advice. "why can't i find a boyfriend/girlfriend?" "why can't i get a blowjob?" "what's 2+2?" most of the time, i give them answer and that suffices. but sometimes i hear the same questions over and over. and i give the same advice. sometimes it seems like people don't actually want to solve their problem but would rather stay in the complaining stage and not do anything about it. it's not a happy state but at least it's well known. "why can't utopia exist? because no one would have anything to complain about." i think jonathan snipes said that. don't remember exactly. i know i'm guilty of such behavior. but i've realized that i need to move on. life is fleeting. i might as well take a few shots instead of sitting on my ass and complain. other people should too.
motherfucking bear suit jello pudding stain on the carpet damnit it to hell.