so i’m watching lewis black: black on broadway for about the 25th time and it’s an idle thursday night much like any other. in fact it may very well be like your’s or like somebody you know and if you’re lucky it maybe even be like someone you love. and if you love him or her, then stop reading this ordinary post on this pretentious little site and tell them. tell them right now, i’ll wait.

now dont you feel better?

so i have this good friend who i havent talked to for quite some time because of some fuck reason or another. now and then, when the mood strikes, we text message little childish jabs at each other, only to underscore how our friendship has turned to shit in the most passive aggressive of ways. in fact if this were a book, it would be called “letting your friendship go to hell: 10 easy steps to giving your friend the middle finger”.

who knows why we do what we do or why we act the way we act? in the end i sometimes just seem to be fumbling my way through life and anymore i’m happy just not pissing people off.