What, Me Worry?

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My Bullshit List

In imitation of the lovely Theresa:

Ron needs to get punished by Theresa. Something tactile.
Ron needs to remember to trim his beard more often.
Ron needs to remember to forget.
Ron needs better-fitting pants.
Ron needs something that tastes right for a change.
Ron needs to overcome his horror of lists.
Ron needs to overcome anemia.
Ron needs a nice gooey friendly fuck.
Ron needs a place to hang his hat.
Ron needs fewer pills, or at least smaller ones!

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My Hole

I'm going to crawl into my hole and hide. Wonder if I'll see any other varmints? I hope not, I'm tired, and don't want to be jumping up all night! Tomorrow's another day. Worse or better, though, who knows. Maybe some yummy girl will chew on my lips nicely before I can even get awake!

Oh, well, dream on!

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I'm in this for the long haul, but so much has already been hauled! (Did I say I got a digital camera?)

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Religion

James Feibleman: "A myth is a religion in which no one any longer believes."

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Mice To The Rescue (Sorta)

See Using Mice For Gene Therapy Research I'm not against it, so don't slobber fellow-traveller wetness over me!

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Don't Care

I don’t care much, that’s how I feel. Or perhaps I care for all the wrong things. I don’t know and I don’t care. I’m tired of things not working out. Things big and small, small and big. They’ve all been a waste. Today’s been another waste. God knows why I even woke up.

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Prejudice

Lillian Hellman: "Nobody outside of a baby carriage or a judge's chamber believes in an unprejudiced point of view."

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They Can't Take The Truth

Oscar Wilde: "If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they'll kill you."

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Someone Else

I wonder what it’s like to be someone else? Even if some of my qualities were erased or some of my faculties improved by the transformation, I don’t think it would be all that good. Even I was more handsome or healthier, I don’t think I could stand it unless I could still have access to my brain. My brain amuses me in times of lonliness or when all my friends disappear off the planet.

I play with my brain, and it plays with me. My thoughts entertain me! I probably couldn’t do that so well if I was someone else! The Someone Else might not be up to my standard. I might not like what they think; but then there’s no sense in all that since I wouldn’t be me! There’s no reason to think I’d know much if I was someone else. Goddamn crazy world might as well be science-fiction.

Just bum me out.

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