Monday, January 30, 2006

So, I found myself in a bit of insomnia last night, which begs the question, "why the fuck didn't I update this then?" I don't know, maybe the fact that I still had tons of booze in me, plus it was a shitty night, I didn't really want to post because that has gotten me in trouble in the past. On the other hand, when have I really cared what people thought? Although I did have a bit of an epiphany. I wondered why I never really wanted to get in back in touch with girls that I had either a relationship/dated. I realized it was because things always seemed to go bad, and if they didn't go bad, I never really had much of an interest in keeping in touch with that person. Sure at first it wasn't bad, but then the weeks go by and you don't talk, and you realize that you actually are a happier person because you don't continue to have that drama. For example, one of the first serious relationships I was in ended horribly. It was doomed from the beginning because it was a long distance relationship, but that was the furthest thing from my mind at the time. Anyways, I finally got over it, and it didn't bother me. Two years (or so) later, out of the blue I get an email from this slut/whore/bitch (insert appropriate adjective) telling me that she's found her new "true love", and that's she's married, knocked up, etc...so this begs the question, why the fuck do girls do that? It seems as if there's nothing but serious drama surrounding females, and there's really no way to get around it because I love girls to death, but for fuck's sake, can't anything just go normally and not get filled with bullshit? It's like kicking someone when they're down when an ex decides to interfere themselves with your life again. Now don't get me wrong, if things were mutual, and the breakup went fine, that's a completely different story, I'm talking about the fucking train wrecks that I've been involved in. Alright, enough of the ranting, but here's a piece of interesting trivia to ponder over...The last three girls I've seen, and that have gone off and dated other people, all dated someone that was 30 or damn near close...What...the...fuck...???As a good friend once told me, "the one thing you can look forward to in life is that every year you grow older, you're one more year closer to death."