Here's what sucks about getting older: There's no more challenge to getting beer, the challenge is to kids trying to get you to buy it for them. Paying bills is no fun, it's great when you didn't have rent and such to worry about. There used to be a time, if you went to jail, they'd just call your parents and you'd get grounded. Now...you get ground in the butthole. The weekends are no longer full of parties and hanging out with friends. There's lawns to be mowed and things to fix on your car. Responsibility is a motherfucker, and she doesn't like you very much. You have to do things like vote and pay the water bill. There's folks looking up to you instead of you going to others for help. Nothing really makes things go away. More booze and more money just compound the existing problems. There's really no one you can call a friend at work. How many people you work with can you call at 2am to drive you home? How many people can you call to help you push your car down the street when the transmission goes fuckwater? I'm convinced it's all just downhill from here. There's no "over the hill". It's all just a big maze and I'm a big fucking rat.
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Sunday, June 04, 2006
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Maybe if you lose some weight, getting through the halls of the maze won't be so hard. <3
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