When you ask me why I have a second blog it is because of days like this. When you ask me why I have a second blog it is because sometimes I need to go back to where it all started and let out the sort of barbaric yawp that makes the dog hide, children cry and adults cringe. It is one of those moments where I look towards the heavens and scream because there is no point, no purpose and no benefit to having to deal with enormous load of bullshit that was unloaded upon me. Don't tell me that it is ok because god never gives us more than we can handle. Don't tell me that it is karma, destiny, kismet or anything other than just shit house luck. I won't listen to any other explanation because there isn't any. This is just a massive load of crap and I am lucky enough to be fucked without lubricant, let alone the decency of a kiss. So this is just me unloading. This is just me venting. This is just me taking a breath and promising that I am going to make this day and
"When you're in jail, a good friend will be trying to bail you out. A best friend will be in the cell next to you saying, 'Damn, that was fun'." — Groucho Marx