redmonkeyokay

this is odd, theoretically, one could use a journal (online or otherwise) to write about anything; lately i just see it as a steam vent. Pressure relief. I seem incapable of driving more than twenty minutes at a time and not thinking, gee what would THAT person look like with a knife is their eye. the same goes for most my day-to-day activities. Wal-Mart trips are the worst, thats my suicide times; seeing people scraped from the sides of the gene pool.

What would Richard B. Riddick do?