Oh, yeah, this thing

God damnit. Keeping up a blog every damned day is hard. Look at this shit, I've had this fucking thing since last spring or something, and I've only put two entries in it besides this one. Well, too bad, I'm busy.

It's kinda cool, I get what the big deal is. If I didn't have a life, I might write a lot more in here. But I'd probably just end up writing about how I don't have a fucking life, and what kind of shitty blog would that be?

I've got a life. I've got a damned good life. You just wish you had a life like mine, I know you do. I can tell by the way you glare at me when we pass each other in public, like you wish I would just fucking die. I make you so jealous you can't even fucking see straight. And you know what, I don't have any fucking sympathy for you at all. I mean, yeah, it's too bad, but not everyone can have it this good. How about if you quit glaring and wishing, and get off your ass and find some self-respect? Quit letting other people make you feel stupid. Quit settling for that sub-standard existence. Start demanding more out of your life and yourself. What the fuck is wrong with you? Wanna know WHY I've got it so damned good? Because I won't accept anything less. Neither should you. If you do, you've only got yourself to blame, so quit trying to pass it off on me.

Gotta go. I've got things to do, and I can't wait to get started.

Good Morning, God-Damnit

I don't see what the big deal is. We're just putting in another pool. It's not like, the end of the world or anything, and it's not like some national holiday, or the second coming of Christ for chrissakes. But the way everyone in the house is carrying on you'd think that this was, like, the only interesting thing that's happened all goddamn year.

That's such bullshit. Lots of interesting things have happened. There was the Superbowl in January. (Ok, granted -- I personally thought that was about the most boring thing I'd ever ignored, but some people thought it was pretty cool.) Then there was the February Bash, of course. But I bet only a few people remember that, and those memories are probably pretty sketchy. (Hey S'Ferrin! How about another boilermaker? Awww, whassamatta? How's your head?) Then a few weeks ago, Nilly got attacked by bees. Now that was fuckin' funny, as well as being interesting. You should have heard him fuckin' yell. That guy's got a powerful set of pipes.

Then there was...um...

Huh.

Okay, I take it back. The new swimming pool is the most interesting thing that's happened around here in awhile. Except, of course, for the official launching of the website, the forum, and my damned blog here. At least none of those involved a GREAT BIG-ASS MUD-FILLED HOLE IN THE BACKYARD. We're gonna need new carpet again, I just know it.

Fine

Here's a damn blog. I don't know what the fuck I'm gonna do with it, but ok, Medoc (and everyone else -- shit, you'd think the whole house just went virtual or something), I've got one. Maybe I'll use it to talk smack about people who piss me off. Now -- who am I thinking of?