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blustocking) wrote2003-07-30 05:58 pm
blustocking) wrote2003-07-30 05:58 pm
color me a pompous fuck
I think that's some sort of magenta or something.
Admit it.
We love a failure.
You don't want to read about how good things are going, how anyone is growing as a person, about how wonderful this bucketful of life is right now. Hell, I don't even want to write it. Sure, you may want things to go well for the people you care about, even want to read the occasional happy-smappy-I'm-so-lucky-and-stable post. But too much of that shite and your mind starts to wander.
Maybe I'm just an asshole though.
Or maybe you're just a fucking liar.
;)
Because if someone's doing so well, if they're learning confidence, and expanding their horizons as a wonderful waste of human flesh, you start to wonder..."What the fuck is wrong with me? Why do THEY have it so great? What the fuck do THEY think they know. She'll fall soon, oh yes." And then, when it happens, you maybe feel a little bad, but are secretly vindicated. It's okay, it's how we work. Because I'll be the first to admit that I rather enjoy a good, trite angry post, a solid little rant about something rather small or medium...as long as it's well-written, yeah? Moderation is the key to the spice of life. Which is, incidentally, good sex.
So shove this down your pants...
Fuck online journals for making stupid people think they're pretty fucking deep. And fuck them for stroking everyone's "I'm a writer" organs. Thousands of new dickheads, flapping in the breeze of longevity and ego. Come again? No thanks.
Seriously. Think about it. There may even be a few on your friends list now, the poor saps you don't have the heart to de-friend. Not mine though, 'cause I'm perfect. But the people I know on this here two-way connection to Hermitville are generally intelligent, thoughtful people. Scary stuff when you wander outside your little online cliques and contained worlds, no? Because what you have here, is a smaaaaaall sample of ye olde population (Does LJ even HAVE a "random" button any more? Or was it too upsetting.) But more and more, the stupids have a voice, they have meeeaning, they have a method of spreading their disease and infecting the populace. WTFOMGOLOLOLOL!!1
We don't have to worry about "Rage", we have to worry about "Dumb, with a bloated sense of importance and self-image". I know. I done seen 'em.
Do you realize, that these are the people that breed the most? Do you see where this is going? We're either going to have to:
a. start breeding more ourselves, just to ensure we're not all walking around humping cactuses and beating each other with rocks.
b. find a new planet and don't tell them.
c. or start killing.
Now I know which one you all immediately jump to. But if we kill them all, who will clean up? Who will collect your garbage and kill your beef? AHAHAHAHA. I just called all of those people stupid. Now you know I don't think that's fucking true, but c'mon. There IS a system working here. So is that it, are the Smart Kids destined to forever be the minority? Or is it getting worse. (I love putting things in black and white, ahehehe) And do you really want to start popping out babies just to ensure more Smart Kids anyway. What if your illegal immigrant nanny drops them on their head? What if you're such an arrogant fuckwad that you mess them up anyway, so we just end up breeding a series of mentally capable, but emotionally unstable assholes, serial killers, and CEOs. So I guess we have to find a new planet and keep it under wraps. But that's not going to happen, because too many of us smarties are afflicted with "teh lazy". N'est pas?
The point of this tripe?
Don't be an idiot.
And never forget, you're a fucking idiot.
It's a delicate balance really.
Admit it.
We love a failure.
You don't want to read about how good things are going, how anyone is growing as a person, about how wonderful this bucketful of life is right now. Hell, I don't even want to write it. Sure, you may want things to go well for the people you care about, even want to read the occasional happy-smappy-I'm-so-lucky-and-stable post. But too much of that shite and your mind starts to wander.
Maybe I'm just an asshole though.
Or maybe you're just a fucking liar.
;)
Because if someone's doing so well, if they're learning confidence, and expanding their horizons as a wonderful waste of human flesh, you start to wonder..."What the fuck is wrong with me? Why do THEY have it so great? What the fuck do THEY think they know. She'll fall soon, oh yes." And then, when it happens, you maybe feel a little bad, but are secretly vindicated. It's okay, it's how we work. Because I'll be the first to admit that I rather enjoy a good, trite angry post, a solid little rant about something rather small or medium...as long as it's well-written, yeah? Moderation is the key to the spice of life. Which is, incidentally, good sex.
So shove this down your pants...
Fuck online journals for making stupid people think they're pretty fucking deep. And fuck them for stroking everyone's "I'm a writer" organs. Thousands of new dickheads, flapping in the breeze of longevity and ego. Come again? No thanks.
Seriously. Think about it. There may even be a few on your friends list now, the poor saps you don't have the heart to de-friend. Not mine though, 'cause I'm perfect. But the people I know on this here two-way connection to Hermitville are generally intelligent, thoughtful people. Scary stuff when you wander outside your little online cliques and contained worlds, no? Because what you have here, is a smaaaaaall sample of ye olde population (Does LJ even HAVE a "random" button any more? Or was it too upsetting.) But more and more, the stupids have a voice, they have meeeaning, they have a method of spreading their disease and infecting the populace. WTFOMGOLOLOLOL!!1
We don't have to worry about "Rage", we have to worry about "Dumb, with a bloated sense of importance and self-image". I know. I done seen 'em.
Do you realize, that these are the people that breed the most? Do you see where this is going? We're either going to have to:
a. start breeding more ourselves, just to ensure we're not all walking around humping cactuses and beating each other with rocks.
b. find a new planet and don't tell them.
c. or start killing.
Now I know which one you all immediately jump to. But if we kill them all, who will clean up? Who will collect your garbage and kill your beef? AHAHAHAHA. I just called all of those people stupid. Now you know I don't think that's fucking true, but c'mon. There IS a system working here. So is that it, are the Smart Kids destined to forever be the minority? Or is it getting worse. (I love putting things in black and white, ahehehe) And do you really want to start popping out babies just to ensure more Smart Kids anyway. What if your illegal immigrant nanny drops them on their head? What if you're such an arrogant fuckwad that you mess them up anyway, so we just end up breeding a series of mentally capable, but emotionally unstable assholes, serial killers, and CEOs. So I guess we have to find a new planet and keep it under wraps. But that's not going to happen, because too many of us smarties are afflicted with "teh lazy". N'est pas?
The point of this tripe?
Don't be an idiot.
And never forget, you're a fucking idiot.
It's a delicate balance really.
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No, there is too much. Let me sum up.
did you type that out?
Like poetry it was.
White-bread, Beat poetry.
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COULD BE!
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And never forget, you're a fucking idiot.
It's a delicate balance really.<<
And *how*. What a fabulous entry!
***
heathyr wynne
*bows with much flourish*
:D
I hope I replied to the right one.
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It's not just LJ that makes people feel deep and thoughtful - everything pandersto the lowest common denominator now. Everything. There was a label on my milk today that said "Warning: Product contains allergen - Milk." Sosince we've ruled out the idea that people should need to think before doing something, we've made the iea of survival of the fittest extinct.
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*sigh* Before all of this "Protect the dumb to save the lawsuit" bullshit, these morons were offing themselves. Now WE just have to deal with them...and their offspring. Yeehaw.
And yes, I've read of your favorite co-worker. That particular session was QUITE amusing, and sad....but still amusing. Two abortions, eh? What, NOW she's ready? Who was she married to before, Crackhead McFurrylover?
You deserve a medal for your restraint. ;)
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you see I tripped, and landed on this coat hanger
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Oh, how I wish they never revoked the "They Needed Killin'" law in Texas. Arizona certainly, among other demographics could use a burst of morale at this juncture in time. I know several people I'd like to ice and then blast off to Saturn so I could spend the rest of my day’s skate boarding on Huygens Gap. Wow, that Gap is something else I say.
baby, why you gotta poke me like dat?
I'm coming to kidnap you and bring you here. It's almost Chicago. :}
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How'd I end up on your friends list then? :P
(I use an emoticon, for you).
I was going to put a 'shoot 'em all and let god sort 'em out' simpsons reference here, but it's been so long since I saw that episode I can't remember exactly how the exchange goes. Sorry. I'm still working on buying you that lighthouse, by the way.
Not the same ep, but...
THAT'S IT
OMG.
;)
Make sure it has stripes and I'll buy you a tanker full of hotpants. Aye, the hotpants.
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you misspelled "believe"
p.s. Thanks though! :D
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By the way, the rampant sucking up is going to be overlooked to preserve some of that dignity I'm sure is buried in there somewhere.
eh, go cajole your fan-girls
dewd
=i'm off to write some poetry now=
haha
and i say to this post a big FUCK YES! aaah--took the words right outta my mouth, miss J!
i'll be the first and the last to admit that i AM the biggest fucktard--but i luuuuurv it! everyday i'm surprised that ANYONE reads my mindless ramblings on this fucking thing...go figure!
OMG HOO TOLD??!!
;D
Oh, ho ho...you're not a fucktard. I could link a few fucktards right here...and no, don't any of you get your pants in a knot. It's none-a you.
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HOE DOWN! weeeOOo weeeOOOoo
she reads my mind
I came up with the exact same though about a week ago. Internal voice 1 (cliche) said: "variety is the spice of life"
Internal voice 2 (tureself 81) said: 'Good sex is the spice of life".
Can you read my fucking mind or what?
Good Sex U.
Yes, I can. Two words.
Anal. Probe.
Long live the anger of the intelligent! VIVA BLU!
VIVA VULVA!
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And never forget, you're a fucking idiot.
Yew can't tell me wat to do! A-duuuuur!
Long live arrogant smart-asses!
WELLLLLLL, okay
HE'S MY FAY-VO-RIGHT.
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Re: WELLLLLLL, okay
mean old jack's $0.02
so I shall add to your rant with my "fuck online journals for.....making people think they're so interesting and desirable as to warrant the legions of stalkers they claim to have."
what the hell people? some of the stalk-enamored obviously love the attention, or they wouldn't draw attention to the fact that they have stalkers so much. way to discourage them, folks. plus it's so much fun to make people pity you, and perpetuate the super duper drama.
why is the internet full of people whose lives seem to resemble smiths songs? morrissey is dead, dudes, leave him at the flashback lunch where he belongs.
I'm sick of the whole " I can't tell you anything about myself other than the fact that I like it in the ass" bullshit. I'm not going to give anyone my SSN, but fuck, wanna know my name? that's
cool, I'm not scared of you.
why are so many scared of little old me then? I don't have nearly enough organization or an attention span or even the interest in anyone but myself to make stalking a reasonable idea. that shit takes time and energy I just don't have.
oh my god, someone gag me or I'll never stop.
nooooo, keep going
Seriously, it's because these people can't get that kind of attention in their daily lives. Scared of the real-deal, I suppose, so they concoct something online, something they can control. Why they would NEED that attention, well...that's another story.
In the end, people just need to lighten the fuck up. And not to quote Dr. Phil, but I did hear him use this little "downhome philosophy" once...."You wouldn't worry about what people thought of you, if you knew how seldom they did." Maybe that doeesn't EXACTLY fit, but I like it...dammit.
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it's a cycle that will no doubt end in the ultimate extinction of intellect.. and i'll be dead before then so you won't see me trying to change it.
the general population really is getting dimmer with each passing day. don't convince yourself otherwise. all this arty scene kid pseudo fucking intellect is worth shit. these kids won't change the world, they'll just dress it up pretty and retro until a new scene comes along. it's all so temporary..
screw you, stocking. you've made me anger-ful.
now if you'll excuse me, i have some class A wasting away to do..
Satan, I will take your case
And really, is this the extinction of intellect, or just a cycle? Maybe we need a little regression to move forward? A little repression to become productive? Maybe it's The Dark Ages, Part Deux: The Coming of The Wired World. But that sounds like a D&D booster pack, so screw that.
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:)
my job is done here!
MORE TO COME.
*hugs Kat-leg, won't let go, makes Kat drag her around at work*
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Yes.
It's the way it always has been.
It's the way it always will be.
Come join me in my to-be-formed utopian feudal society!
You have to have the stupid because the smart ain't strong!
See the smart laugh at your observations and shake their heads and say "that sexy gal, she's right!" the stupid get offended and think "She talking about ME! She said I'm dumb, with a bloated sense of importance!" And really, they ain't wrong, but it would behoove us to deny it, and let them live in the pretty land of denial. A happy slave is a productive slave!
;)
*whipcrack*
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we're HAPPY with our delusions!
You poor deluded FOOL!
You live in CRAZYland.
Compliments will get you NOWHERE!!
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