[roseviolet]

Looks like the old version of this thread was accidentally deleted, so it was suggested that it be revived. Well, here it is!

[auralpoison]

If it ain't black & white (Or Red.) politics or straight science, he's not interested. I remember him telling us that we, as caregivers of family members, have Stockholm Syndrome & various other random debacles where he started shit just to start shit. His tendency towards sheer fallaciousness is astounding.

His life just seems like one big amalgum of bland, boring, humourless, souless, colourless, joyless, soot-sticky, sucky, unholy, never-ending, that creates a ball of doom & the only way he gets any joy whatsoever is by spreading that layer of misery around.

Good cod. I sounded just like Funknak for a second there. *looks around for spitoon* Ptoo ptoo ptoo!

I am by no means perfect, everybody knows this. I'm not really happy with everything in my life right this very second, but I do crack a smile & laugh every now & again. There's too much *interesting *weirdness in my day not to. A friend once made me a fridge magnet that said, & I feel like a dorko hippie posting it, "Find the magic in the mundane." I've never forgotten it.

And I'm serious about dead guy in my house. He's been here as long as we have. And he's left some residual soul goo or whatever behind. The son of a bitch stole my kitchen shears today.