My Final Posting

Well fellow blog readers, I have some terrible news. This post will indeed be my last posting. I started this blog in the beginning of January and made it to April. 56 posts later and here we are. Nothing has changed, nothing is different. I used this blog as a forum to help get over a relationship that was very meaningful to me. One that absorbed nearly 3 years of my life and it ended. Just like that. I was also having some trouble with my living situation and being unemployed got to me physically and mentally. You start to doubt yourself and things that you are capable of and fall into this depression. I didn't want that to happen. I didn't need that to happen, so I took to blogging.

What this did was allow me to write in a forum where I could say anything I wanted. There are no restrictions, no limitations. From my very first post about horrorscopes and how fucking stupid I think they are, to my very last post about the 2011 baseball season. I covered many topics and ranted about things I believe in, don't believe in, and everything in between. The support I have garnered from all of you who had read was truly remarkable and I couldn't be more appreciative. You truly inspired me to keep writing even if you didn't agree with a lot of what I was saying. Here's to you.

Since I don't want to end on an unhappy note I thought I would spend this last posting talking about some of my favorite posts and topics in general. Just most recently, the one-named celebrities was one of my favorites. I think I gave a good account of some of the most popular ones and added some hilarious commentary about why I liked or didn't like them. Plus the pictures were pretty sweet. Sting without a shirt. Prince in the fetal position. Superb. The Disney princesses was also pretty swell. We all thought about "doing them" so why not write about it. Instant classic.

Describing the existence of aliens took me from 6 to midnight. I love watching The X-Files because I'm a huge nerd and that show revolves around paranormal activity and extraterrestrial life. So trying to prove my point in showing how they were real was a personal fave. And how disgusting are people in our country? The post about Skype sex being dangerous gets hits left and right. People in our country are genuinely concerned about whether or not it is safe to do. Of course it is you fucking idiots. What could possibly go wrong besides someone walking in on you? As if they don't touch their private parts. But geez Louise, stop being so God-damned perverted.

It was also really hard for me to open up the way that I did about my relationship. All my friends knew how I was feeling and members of my family saw what I was going through. But to put it in a public forum for the world to see showed a lot of growth on my part and what I think was some of my best writing because it was so emotionally charged. The best is that it was a steady stream of writing. No pauses to collect my thoughts. It just came all naturally. That's why I think that may have been the best post in terms of quality and emotional appeal. Thanks to you February 17.

In closing, I'd like to reiterate my thanks to all of you who read the blog on a consistent basis. I got my inspiration from my former roommate who is doing some really great things in Ethiopia right now and blogging about it. If you don't know what the web address is I will provide it to you right now: waidsworld.wordpress.com. It seriously puts my blog to shame because the quality is so much better and he's a genuinely good, nice person. Again thank you all for the continued support and I hope that we can speak again soon. Until then...

APRIL FOOLS!!

You fucking morons! Did you actually think I was going to stop writing? I haven't even begun to emphasize the thousands of ways "I am better than you."

Horrorscopes

So while on break at work, I was eavesdropping on a couple people and listened adamantly while they talked about their horrorscopes. My co-worker even described his attitude as that of a "Gemini". I never really thought about it until then, but something clicked in me upon hearing it. Horrorscopes are fucking stupid. If you are dumb enough to believe that you act a certain way because of what your astrological sign is, you are a fucking moron.

You act the way you do because your parents raised you a certain way, and his parents obviously did a shitty job because he thinks he fights with his girlfriend because their signs clash. You probably fight with your girlfriend because she realizes how fucking stupid you are but already committed herself in a long-term relationship and doesn't have the courage to just break up with you.

I immediately left the break room. I couldn't handle anymore of that ridiculous conversation. Which brings me to my next thought as to why some bouncers at bars and clubs ask you what your sign is upon looking at your I.D. How about you just swipe my card in the fucking machine that's about 3 inches from your fat head. Like I'm supposed to know what my sign is? What the fuck is an Aries or Sagittarius anyways? People talk about how great the 60s were with the birth of Baby Boomers and all that shit, but these are the same knuckleheads who sang songs like this...http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kjxSCAalsBE

No wonder our economy is so shitty. All these goofballs who listen to this music and smoke pot on a frequent basis are the presidents and CEOs of companies. But I digress. The moral of the story is next time you consider reading a horrorscope just remember it'll probably say something like, "I am better than you".