I need a life. It is 3:47 am and I have only been up nine hours. I did not get out of bed until 7:00 pm. What the fuck is wrong with me? I am reenacting my sophomore year in college minus the copious amounts of alcohol. At least then I spent my nights in a drunken haze with an occasional bout of vandalism. Now I am pitiful a pile of mush who is literally sleeping his life away. What should I do about my current predicament? I could go to bed a normal hour and find satisfaction in the beauty of life. The world has so much to offer like unemployment, child starvation, murder, teenage pregnancy, herpes infested whores and a myriad of other wonderful things. I need to get piss assed drunk, rip out a few urinals and pass out in my own vomit.

At least then I will be happy........well ok not happy but so intoxicated that I won't care.

And, if being drunk, fat and stupid doesn't work out and I can always go with the alternative and shoot up a local Taco Bell. By the way they did not have fucking Mild Sauce for the second time in the last month. How in the hell can you run out of mild sauce, or frankly any sauce at Taco Bell....... I understand that collective intellect of the employees is about as great as a retarded monkey but still running out of MILD SAUCE is completely unacceptable, even by their low standards. Adding insult to injury was there cardboard sign in the drive through window, not only did appear to have been scrawled by a dyslexic chicken, the word sauce was misspelled. I am not sure if they were trying to create an amalgamation of sauce and salsa, or if they were retarded.

For the record "sause" is not correct.

Go to Hell