Fuckin eh.

And everytime I wander back, I become more annoyed at this whole thing. Whatever.

How many years til the next one?

postscript: How self-important are people to think anyone cares what you're reading/listening/eating/drinking/pooping at any given time? I mean, does anyone really, truly, think that their "blog" (here or there or knowhere) really matters to anyone but themselves?

Hint: It doesn't. Oh, wait, that's not a fucking hint, its a fucking answer.

No one cares. They may pay lip (finger?) service that they do, but in the grand fucking scheme of things none of this nonsense fucking means shit to anyone. If you want to make a difference, write a book. Self help, fiction, fucking poetry...Do something. But a "blog?"

Fuck it. Just jack off the old fashioned way with your hand, its way more fun and it'll be less embarassing than when you go back and look at this shit four years later. Don't believe me? Go scour Xanga or Livejournal for shit that no one's looked at in like 5 years and wonder:
A) What's this guy think of when he sees this shit now?
B) How many of the hangers-on still sit around with their shades drawn posting all their hopes and dreams to the fucking ether where no one cares?

Whatever. Just like Sonny Landham says, "there's something out there waiting for us...we're all gonna die." Preach on, Billy. Preach on.