FEBRUARY 2013
I love the winter. I can't stand people that complain about it, though. There are people out there collecting garbage, working in construction, putting out fires....all in the elements, be it cats and dogs or raining frogs. Yet people on the bus going to their cushy office job complain how cold it is. Um, moron, try layers, a hat, and a nice toasty pair of long underwear and you'll see how easy it is....people are just lazy and stupid and whiny. I guess I'm whining now (ha!) but I'm just sick of 'soft' people who can't take care of themselves. Everything is difficult, the government is there to give you stuff, wah wah wah....here's a tissue. Surprisingly, my self-loathing is substituted by a sense of misanthropy that I admit I enjoy. If I can only get over THAT, and not be so judgmental and more forgiving, I think I will have reached some level of enlightenment where I can be happier and more focused. But until then, put down your effing cell