I just hate how stupid I still am. One day I will be smart enough to get this finished. There are still too many other dumb distractions. Still just way too stupid.
I've done a lot of work reducing life to its basest form. A series of bludgeoning, hellish light and sound. That's pretty much all it is to me. But I still think about stupid stuff like "what about coworkers", "what about relatives," "what about society."
What about it? It will go on sucking like it always did, except now they won't have to hear me telling them it sucks. They'll all like it. Secretly, they're probably all waiting for me to do this so they can throw a damn party. At least those with the misfortune of knowing who I am.
Still more work to do. It's all work to get my mind focused on it completely instead of this bullshit waffling.
I've done a lot of work reducing life to its basest form. A series of bludgeoning, hellish light and sound. That's pretty much all it is to me. But I still think about stupid stuff like "what about coworkers", "what about relatives," "what about society."
What about it? It will go on sucking like it always did, except now they won't have to hear me telling them it sucks. They'll all like it. Secretly, they're probably all waiting for me to do this so they can throw a damn party. At least those with the misfortune of knowing who I am.
Still more work to do. It's all work to get my mind focused on it completely instead of this bullshit waffling.
