musings

I had a thing and then I decided to say fuck it. I don't need the elevated blood pressure, man. I've got books for that. But people are stupid.

[random] Sometimes I catch myself wishing I were one of those super awesome people who draws people to them like a magnet. These people, they would love me. They might fear me a smidge, but mostly it would be of love. Then I sigh and feel kind of glum.

This time I smacked myself and said, "Dude, you are awesome enough as is. I'd be friends with you and I hate most of humanity. So shut up and have a double stuff oreo, dammit!"

Yay?