Suspension of Disbelief

That's all for now.

Finally I finished and turned in my thesis! Hell yeah! Well, heck yeah, really. That finished, and most of my other responsibilities nearly done, I can't help but see the end of the year approaching. I'd be lying if I said I looked forward to it. I don't. I don't want to move back home. Fuck family. But I will. Unfortunately. I'll look to keep myself busy this summer though. I'll find something. It's unfortunate though that it's all about to be over. Four years up and gone. Most of the people I know and like I probably won't get to see again, some I should hope I do. But lives change and people go their own ways. It's a fun thing when just about everyone you care about is about to disappear from your life. I know that life goes on. And I know that I will too. After summer I have grad school right back here again, but it will be different. Just about everyone will be gone. Oh well. I know life will move on and so will I, but it...

I figured I'd title this one differently than the others which preceded it at the end of every school year. Usually it was something to the effect of "It's that Time of Year Again..." with a big ole moan on the end there. That's not to say that this summer might not be a big ole moan anyways. It could be. I haven't had it yet, so I don't know. But when I do, be certain that you'll know. Anywho, I need to find something or someone to keep me busy this summer. I don't care what or who. Just something non-lethal to get my attention. As anyone who knows me for any length of time, you know that there are two things that I cannot stand in life and they are my parents and religious belief. Thankfully, I can avoid the latter most days of the week, and be hilariously sacrilegious otherwise. The holy grail of sacrilege to me would be gay sex on the altar. It just seems like the right place. Of course, to snap one off in the rectory comes in a cl...

Posting that I'll get back to things for the former and actually posting the latter. Oh well, I do mean it regardless. I've been very busy trying to do nothing when I have things to do. Therefore, it's not a good idea to do something if you have something else to do. It's bad karma. You dig? Well I would, but karma is bull shit too. It's a word for a feeling. I have another word for another feeling... fuck... as it yourself. Go-fuck-yourself. Go fuck yourself if you think that what goes around comes around. If it did there would be no income disparity in this nation, no trade deficit, and no unemployment. Go fuck yourself if you think that being good will get you good things. The good get trampled on by the opportunistic. That said, I suppose you could call me a militant good person. Or fucking St. Nick with a riding crop and a AK. Go fuck yourself if you think that only the good die young. The bad die young at exactly the same rate as the good, but t...