Posts tagged ‘grown up’

Election Day 

Today is election day.
No shit, Sherlock! It isn’t as if I had been looking forward to seeing an end of all these talks, interviews and all the other campaign bullshit. It isn’t as if I’m singing “Their smiling faces, give me diarrhea” in my head, everytime I see one of these mutant grimaces flashing their teeth at me…

Someone please tell those 2,948 people that they’re morons! Oooh you did a grown up thing? Bravo!
You want a hug? A participation ribbon? A trophy? Some candy?
Fuck you!
What’s next? “I drove to work.” Give that person a medal! “I brushed my teeth!” I sense a Nobel prize winner here…

You’re supposed to vote! That is what a responsible adult living in a democracy does. All this passive aggressive “I voted” crap is empty vapid ego jerking, for the votee to feel superior. To whom?
Non voters. Guess how much of a flying fuck they give about the “I voted” bunch.
Exactly. So….
Fuck. Off.

See election info?
SEE ELECTION INFO???
If you’re eligible to vote, and you need to be educated on HOW, WHERE, WHY, and WHAT concerning this current election, ON ELECTION DAY – do us all a solid, and do not vote.
You imbecilic cunts are the reason this system is broken. For you, there should be a non-participation ribbon/trophy “To dumb to vote, so I didn’t.”

All in all, Facebook, bugger off. Leave politics alone.
Users create and discuss and participate in politics, but you ought to be neutral and STFU.

Take care.

PS: I voted. Give me validation!

[This was written on 15th October 2017.]

Adult life July 1st 2016

Being an adult sometimes has a few downsides (work, money, cleaning, dating, and so on), but also upsides (like sex, alcohol, spending wads of cash, no school, etc.).

But also, excitement. Excitement for things Iwould have, just a few years ago, found profoundly boring.

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New knives and cutting boards!

Heavenly gift graced upon me by the gods! YES!

Never have I ever been so excited about something as trivial as cutting boards and knives!

To some extend I am grateful that something so trivial can make me so happyand proud, but then again, when did my life become so dull that friggin cutting boards and knives become exciting???

Well, if you’ll excuse me, I will spend the weekend cutting stuff into increasingly tinier bits here…

Take care,
A.