Its eveningtime again in the city. Ring a ling. Hear them ring? Yes, it is the sound of Christmas songs stuck in your head "after" Christmas. Which is precicely what I hate about xmas. It is the echoes that remain trapped in the hologram in my head that makes me want to put my axe into the proverbial yule log every year about this time.
Earworm is a serious disease. It affects .0264 percent of genius bloggers, and is scientifically PROVEN to be a psychological condition (don't bother looking in the DSM-IV. That is the watered down version. The real truth is something that you cannot know outside of academia or a very privilaged super elite.) It makes you go crazy.
The last tirade I went on....well...
Let's just say while I have been working on myself, by not going back to that which I was addicted, my ladyfriends decided to remove me from their rolodices. It was very reactionary, Adam has informed me, and I apologize to you, the blog viewer.
Why is it that whenever someone missteps, they are forced to apologize? If they were truly sorry about it, they wouldn't have done it in the first place. Why does everyone feel so entitled? Like, why is it my job to make sure YOU aren't offended? Can someone please answer this very simple question? I feel like I am taking CRAZY pills.
Felson just informed me he is too mad to continue blogging and he quits. So now it is my job to run the show again.
So its back to basics.
Who wants a moustache ride? (famous quote from Super Troopers)
Oh, and so you all know. I am still vanilla, corn-fed, and American. God bless you, and peace be your best friend.
Acclaimed self help guru Felson Mitchell dropping some knowledge... New Poll for New Year. Who should be President?
No comments:
Post a Comment