100th Post! (I think...)

Found this on The Onion site

November 01, 2007

Colorado Rockies: 'What The Fuck Just Happened?'

DENVER—Days after the Boston Red Sox completed their four-game sweep to win the 2007 World Series, Colorado Rockies players dressed in full uniform were still standing on the field experiencing various degrees of shock. "We…we…we were winning lots of games? And then? Then we were losing all these games? Because the Red Sox came and hit and hit and hit and they didn't, they didn't stop…" said Rockies outfielder Ryan Spilborghs, pointing at the left field wall with a shaking and dirty finger before turning, pointing at the right field wall, and repeating the words he has been speaking nonstop since Sunday night. "They hit here, and here, and through the gap there, and they… Oh, God, what happened? What the fuck just happened to us?" Rockies team officials released an erratically worded, hand-scrawled statement today saying they would address any psychological issues just as soon as the World Series is over

The Proving Grounds

Sometimes it feels like every insignificant little task, every conversation, every encounter, is a test of worth. I don't know how to describe it any other way than the proving grounds. Every morning feels like the first day at a job where they're actively looking to fire me.

Instead of having normal interactions with people, uncontested dialogue feels like a free pass or a mulligan. If you're letting me off the hook, you are patronizing me. A deep sense of paranoia is setting in. Everything that is not overly familiar makes me feel like I'm walking into a trap. Or driving five hours into the hornet's nest.

There is no way I can keep this up. I haven't the slightest clue as to what I need to change; what change this will force upon me; or what change will eventually come inspite of my best efforts to resist.

All I can do is promise this won't be pretty. Enjoy the ensuing destruction.

Let it burn.

F to the It

FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK law school. I don't like anyone here. I want to hang out with my girl and my friends.

Die hippy, die.

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Back to school,

back to school
to prove to dad that I'm not a fool...