"I don't wanna be an asshole anymore" - 'The Last Time Again' - Lit
Hello little people whose names I can't be bothered reciting. I am in a really, really good mood. Despite a couple of moderately shit things happening. Well one moderately shit thing anyway. Basically I lost a day of work which means that I'm gonna be down 35euro a week which I really can't afford and if I can't get some dole to substantiate my meagre earnings (though apparently I can) then I am gonna be a poor little camper for a while. It's not much consolation that pretty much everybody has lost hours because our new management are trying to streamline operations to a crazy level. We'll have to see how it plays out. As a result of this though, capitalism is an early contender for Villian of the Week in my awards.
Today I lazed around cos I can't afford to do much else but fortunately I bumped into Damien while he was teaching people how to drive so I just hung about with him for a few hours. Damien's probably my favourite person who's taller than me in the whole wide world.
Anyways, I'm in a talkative sorta mood so I is just gonna opine about crap for a little bit. This will either interest you greatly or not at all (almost certainly the latter). I'm gonna talk about what it means to be happy though I'm gonna have to hurry a bit cos Trev just called and he's gonna be here in 10 minutes or so. Anyway, happiness is the metaphorical bomb that people talk about. It's excellent to be totally blunt. And it works in different ways for different people. I've lost the thread of this already but I'm going to keep going regardless. I've kinda managed to concoct something approaching a plan for the future again. That's half the battle, just having some sorta purpose in your life. I've managed to lower my regret count to one which isn't bad for 23 and a half years of life right? I've gotten something appraoching desire again, I feel like I've got stuff to look forward to in the short, medium and long terms. I am in a good place and it's for a variety of reasons. I've learned first hand that it doesn't pay to put all your eggs into one basket. But I've also learned that scars fade with time and that human nature allows us to rise again from disaster and pick ourselves up to start over again. People, music, football, movies, more people and more music are the main components of my life. Somebody told me the other day that I'd been really good to them and it warmed my soul. Knowing that I sometimes make a difference is enough in many respects and there's so much that I might manage to pull off along the way to keep me interested anyway.
A big thank you to you all, those who have hurt me and those who have healed me. You have helped to make me who I am.
And before I forget a big Darspeak welcome to Mr.Ross O'Donoghue who has become the latest person to throw their lot into the metaphorical zoo that is My Pet Giraffe. May the journey be long, joyous and full of kisses.
Hello little people whose names I can't be bothered reciting. I am in a really, really good mood. Despite a couple of moderately shit things happening. Well one moderately shit thing anyway. Basically I lost a day of work which means that I'm gonna be down 35euro a week which I really can't afford and if I can't get some dole to substantiate my meagre earnings (though apparently I can) then I am gonna be a poor little camper for a while. It's not much consolation that pretty much everybody has lost hours because our new management are trying to streamline operations to a crazy level. We'll have to see how it plays out. As a result of this though, capitalism is an early contender for Villian of the Week in my awards.
Today I lazed around cos I can't afford to do much else but fortunately I bumped into Damien while he was teaching people how to drive so I just hung about with him for a few hours. Damien's probably my favourite person who's taller than me in the whole wide world.
Anyways, I'm in a talkative sorta mood so I is just gonna opine about crap for a little bit. This will either interest you greatly or not at all (almost certainly the latter). I'm gonna talk about what it means to be happy though I'm gonna have to hurry a bit cos Trev just called and he's gonna be here in 10 minutes or so. Anyway, happiness is the metaphorical bomb that people talk about. It's excellent to be totally blunt. And it works in different ways for different people. I've lost the thread of this already but I'm going to keep going regardless. I've kinda managed to concoct something approaching a plan for the future again. That's half the battle, just having some sorta purpose in your life. I've managed to lower my regret count to one which isn't bad for 23 and a half years of life right? I've gotten something appraoching desire again, I feel like I've got stuff to look forward to in the short, medium and long terms. I am in a good place and it's for a variety of reasons. I've learned first hand that it doesn't pay to put all your eggs into one basket. But I've also learned that scars fade with time and that human nature allows us to rise again from disaster and pick ourselves up to start over again. People, music, football, movies, more people and more music are the main components of my life. Somebody told me the other day that I'd been really good to them and it warmed my soul. Knowing that I sometimes make a difference is enough in many respects and there's so much that I might manage to pull off along the way to keep me interested anyway.
A big thank you to you all, those who have hurt me and those who have healed me. You have helped to make me who I am.
And before I forget a big Darspeak welcome to Mr.Ross O'Donoghue who has become the latest person to throw their lot into the metaphorical zoo that is My Pet Giraffe. May the journey be long, joyous and full of kisses.
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