Well it's Friday night and I've been drinking, surprise surprise. Well, what else am I suppose to be doing? Cancer's cure is almost here, so they don't need help with that. World hunger is becoming less of a problem with the passing years. Humanity does not need me, I guess I'm on a proverbial coffee break. So what better things can I be doing? Nobody needs me at this point in time, so why not sink into my abyss and spend it with the ones I love. (45% alcohol, neat!) I've also come to an understanding, a revelation if you will. Love is nothing but a biochemical reaction caused to ensure that the human species survives and that our genes get passed on to the next generation. Now people can shove feathers up their ass, but it doesn't make them a chicken. People can also dress up this biochemical reaction by giving it a pretty name (love) and just attaching a bunch of bells and whistles to it. The way it got to this point is advertisement. Before that men were hitting women with clubs, mating with them, and producing the survival of the species. Now, people are drawn into the whole novelty of love, created for us the consumer to by stuffed teddy's with big blue eyes and dozens of roses that cost an arm and a leg and for what, them to die a few days later? The sad thing is no one knows this anymore. It's like a lie. Say it often enough and to enough people, not only do they believe it, but you also start to believe it yourself. Just open your eyes once in a while, don't believe all the crap that people feed you. Think for yourself. And always remember, if I have taught you anything remember this, remember not to masturbate with sandpaper if you're a guy, and not to masturbate with a fork if you're a chick. Hope ya learned something...
9:45 p.m. - 2001-04-06
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