"Michael Rennie was ill...the day the earth stood still..."
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What the FUCK is with all these flies? Little bastards must be the most useless connection in the bastard food chain.
Iv killed more of the little shits in the last 30 minutes then I have in the last 6 years, little dirty, breeding, swarmy fucks, soon as the temperature approaches anything hopeful they try to take over the damn planet
The heat must be making me grumpy? That and everything else. You KNOW somethings not right in this country when you shower and the water isnt COLD enough. You turn it all the way down and its still tepid. Last thing I usually complain about, contrary to popular belief I actually like the sun, but then I have to say that dont I? Otherwise ill be called a Goth, and as many of my well informed friends will happily inform you and anyone else who gives half a shit (including myself?) enough to ask (when do I ask?...oh god please spare me I didnt... DID I?) Im NOT.

Anyway the heats a grubby killerwell maybe not but its an unwitting accomplice to the crime.
That kind of stagnant air that makes you shirt collar droop and then start to grey. All the while your brain is slowly suffocating.
And then they try to convince you its a good idea to toss down some shit on a page, just to see what (if anything) you qualify for in later life. Fuck that, thank you all SO much.

(why are there no synonyms for fuck?)

And if that doesnt make your head hurt, well itll do it ALL by itself thankfully!

WHO THE FUCK GETS A COLD IN THIS WEATHER?

Alright so it could be my hay fever making a cheap trick return after the best part of two years vacationbut I dont think so, it usually comes with luggage covered in bumper stickers you can see from Bangladesh. Like that feeling of having tin foil scraping out the back of your retina and the fact that your now red eyes have smoggy white lightning bolts where the blood shot bits used to. All that usually neatly packaged with sneezing fits (Which clearly, got sent ahead in the post) but no.
The throbbing feeling in the temples, the feeling like your head is stuck under the same disgusting tepid water you just tried to shower in. and the fact that the warm sweat on the back of your neck keeps running cold at inopportune times it all feels distinctly common.
I suppose I cant cross of the fact it could very easily be hay fever, I just dont want it to be, and Im in no mood to compromise with myself or anyone else.

Forgive me, but I feel well over due for some release valve or other to let off, but if you didnt want to read a full page of me doing nothing but moan

(Ever feel

CHEATED?

CHEAP?

USED?)

well then you can FUCK RIGHT OFF, nobodies making you and I dont care enough to discuss it.

I dont question other peoples actions, because it doesnt affect me, so therefore I have no right to. (And there are plenty of people out there who could learn from that)

So until next time

Perhaps ill be less cynical, but I wont make any promises.

Now go do something useful, like read a good book or SWAT SOME FLIES.
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The above is a copy and paste job....the cheap kind, not a fancy floral wallpapered remake, a very cheap "cut and paste" kind of to-do if you will....but unlike most cheap remakes it does serve a purpose....to feed a cliche, its the BLOG "that started it all".
I wrote the above and posted it on my-myspace, because thats how i felt at the time, nothing shocking about it, i had a bad day and this whole thing gives me a little realise so i do it...but what i soon realised was i was writing to a audience. I wasnt writing exactly what I wanted.
now taking into account that censoring your work (of any sort) to suit an audiance is an art form in itself, its just not one that im particularly interested in refining at the moment. you get enough practice at that in everyday life.

so i figured i needed somewhere i could be completely honest with my opinions, i could say whatever i feel like and not have to think twice about it having repercussions on anyone.
now some might call this cowardice,being to scared to voice your opinion to others, and i get your point.
but personally i dont give a shit what thoose other people think, id just rather not have to deal with it AT ALL if i dont have to, and in this case; I dont. so why bother making things more difficult?

I think we all "write for audiences" most of the time, so all im hoping is to avoid the copy cats and the critics, none of which is intentional i guess, but its there and its annoying as hell. If I provide some interesting reading for someone, somewhere, maybe relate to a few people, do more good then bad well then im happy.
Im not trying to change the world here, or make any big statement, Ive learned that usually trying to do either of thoose things is to your own detriment. Not to say there not worth doing. “Nice work if you can get it” as the saying goes,but not for me, not tonight.