Wednesday April 23rd, 2003
Depressing Rant
I look back on my past with a smile. I have so many fond memories. Not because it was such a great time, but because my life has been a steady fall from shit mountain my entire life. Every time I think I have finally hit rock bottom a trap door opens up and I fall even further. Sometimes it's even humorous. "Wow theses spikes are covered in shit and hot sauce. That's new. Oww ow oh god it burns!"
Sometimes the only thing I can take comfort in is the fact that eventually I have to die. A crappy car, empty wallet, and an empty bed are meaningless when you're dead. That's why a coffin only sleeps one. Then I think what if I'm wrong? What if I don't eventually die? What if I'm immortal? ...Did you hear that? I think it was another trap door taking away my only comfort in life. Then I think, what if there is a heaven and a hell? I don't believe in either any more than I believe in the Easter bunny or Klingons, but what if I'm wrong? Then this would all make sense. I died in high school and went to hell. That's why my life is like this. That explains why my hair started thinning and my gut started growing the day I graduated high school. That explains the shitty job that barely pays for the small apartment with the ant infestation. Now I know the real reason every girl I know just wants to be friends. This all makes sense now.
Fuck!
I need a doughnut.
