Hmmmmm.....
You know....the whole kerfuffle with the pope(and the rants I've been involved with on the boards), has worn me out.
You know what I want? Every fucker in the world, just to get on. Full stop. I'd be absolutely delighted.
I'm so sick of all the fucking hate being thrown about. From all sides. During my birthday booze marathon, I was talking about it with a mate of mine, and we both realised that we felt the same way. That the world seems to be running faster and faster out of control. I've never known it quite like this.
Mainly due, I think, to an absolutely shocking bunch of people in positions of influence and power EVERYWHERE!!!
And what happens when half-decent characters come to the fore, and try to change things?
Well...it seems they usually get shot, or meet with...ummm....unfortunate accidents.
I know this is a bit depressing for a Monday morning, but goddamit!!!
I have a shitload of work to do, too. Horrible corporate nonsense. Maybe that's why I'm feeling so fucked off.
I have this incredible urge to use the Mac I'm sitting at, to vanadlise the logo I'm working on. Maybe cover it with large, swollen cocks. Fight Club style.
Must...fight...my....insane...urges.
You know....the whole kerfuffle with the pope(and the rants I've been involved with on the boards), has worn me out.
You know what I want? Every fucker in the world, just to get on. Full stop. I'd be absolutely delighted.
I'm so sick of all the fucking hate being thrown about. From all sides. During my birthday booze marathon, I was talking about it with a mate of mine, and we both realised that we felt the same way. That the world seems to be running faster and faster out of control. I've never known it quite like this.
Mainly due, I think, to an absolutely shocking bunch of people in positions of influence and power EVERYWHERE!!!
And what happens when half-decent characters come to the fore, and try to change things?
Well...it seems they usually get shot, or meet with...ummm....unfortunate accidents.
I know this is a bit depressing for a Monday morning, but goddamit!!!
I have a shitload of work to do, too. Horrible corporate nonsense. Maybe that's why I'm feeling so fucked off.
I have this incredible urge to use the Mac I'm sitting at, to vanadlise the logo I'm working on. Maybe cover it with large, swollen cocks. Fight Club style.
Must...fight...my....insane...urges.
thanks so much!
i ll adore to live in london!