Hi Again...

Yep, back again. Come on, you know you just want to run up and kick me in the nads for returning like the dreaded hanger-on of high-school mythology to haunt to realms of the public, the popular, or the downright talkative. Maybe I do have too much time to myself...

Actually, scratch that, I've recently found out that I can do a lot of thinking while working...which leads to some...odd...ideas, though people seem to like this side of me. I've always believed that people preferred the corner hugging, silently bitching side of me, because let's face it; I am one annoying person when I get going, or am I annoying all the time and just don't notice it unless I have a lot of people to pitch my ideas to?

Hmmm, the mind is a terrible thing, isn't it? So quiet, yet so damn insistent, you know? Think this, look at that, eat something... And it's always so negative too. Did anyone ever notice that? Nothing's ever positive in your head, if it is, you're in denial, if its not, you're either normal or depressed...actually, forget the normal part, you're just depressed. Yes, that's right kiddo, you don't want to run around singing happy-happy songs, or talking to people who look downright hostile, so hey, you must be depressed! I love society...

Am I rambling again? Hell yes! Isn't it great when you can just go somewhere, sit down and ramble? You don't even have to make sense! Though to be honest, if I had to read a page and a half of gibberish I'd be more than a little annoyed, wouldn't you? I think that at least half of the piece should make some kind of sense... What do you think? Are you bored yet? Why not? *grumbles* All that effort for nothing...

Actually, if I changed a few words around here and there I could put this up as fiction... Wow, that feels so damn capitalist I don't know how I live with myself. Is that bad? I don't have a clue how that word applies to my situation - whatever that is - but it feels good to say something overblown and confusing this once. Not sure why... Maybe it appeals to the supremacist in me that society spits on... Did I ever tell you how much I love society? No? Well you're probably better off. I can talk about why capitalism is great until I forget why I started talking and promptly cease making sense. Usually around two to three seconds...

I probably should have said all of this years ago, but I'm an awkward guy. It's funny, here I am bitching about me when there's about a thousand different things I should be doing, but here I am, because that's what I do. I screw things up. Cynical maybe, but that's just how things seem to go. Maybe I should stop now, forget about it, go to sleep, delete this tomorrow or something. I know there was something I wanted to say when I started writing this, but wouldn't you now it, I've forgotten what that was. I know that's human and all, but my ass is going numb and this is just plain annoying. What was I trying to say? Was there ever a point to this? Or am I just talking to a goddam computer screen because I haven't the nerve to talk to people...

I think I'd better call it a day with this before I get too bitter...

Signing off.