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I can not resist getting on my soapbox on this most holy of days. The retail holiday known as Valentines Day. We all know that this feast of broken hearts is nothing but a ploy pry even more money from us. I have not priced things in quite awhile (i am an undatable pessimist), but think about this....a bottle of good wine/champagne, a box of chocolates, a dozen or so roses, an expensive dinner....all this for a fleeting moment of warm affection for another person. That is one expensive moment and if things go their best and you get some is it really worth it? At least prostitutes are honest for no matter who or what you involve yourself with you will always pay for it. All I can say for those of you caught in this retail carnival ride of lovey-dovey fun.....is thankfully your tax returns are likely on their way back to you.

Sincerely from the dark, demented, disturbed, anti-social, insane mind of:

IAmTheOneYouFear.

Have I finally lost it? Hell I probably never had it, but today is just totally twisted. For the first time in recent recorded history I woke with no dread of the day. I did not contemplate quitting my job and drinking until I could no longer raise the bottle to my mouth (never done that btw, but contemplated it often). I am here at work and instead of murderous rage I am just, as weird as it may sound, calm. If I did not know myself that I hadn't---I would suspect drug use (I can't afford drugs). Drugs are bad uuummmkay. Very very dimly I remember this type of thing happening before and it like the last meal before your execution. Usually I am just being set up so it is funnier when they knock me down. I must be wary. Well to anyone that reads this---do not judge until you yourself have convened congress with deep space penguins and have been declared their profit in this Hell dimension. Until the End.....

IAmTheOneYouFear.

Well it is the first entry of new year. I did not even realize that the new year had rolled around until someone at work mentioned it. Is that because I don't care or perhaps just because I fade too easily into the background. I really think it is both; the first caused by the second. I am just one sad sack of ****. Why is it so hard to care? To find the energy to summon even the faintest of emotions. Buurrrp!!!! Good now that I am done with all that caring and emotional crap I can get on with my life. To anyone that actually reads this crap----what the hell are you thinking?!? Well I am going to try and fade, but I am at work so it will not be easy. A warning to any of you who call into my work tonight......I am not in a good mood and you will not get shit from me....so if I answer the phone just hang up and call back....it will not be appreciated, but it will save you a very hard time.



PS---Sorry folks....I don't think this entry had any purpose.