god damn pants....

society sucks. we were really screwed oever by that whole shebang. how many societal standards are we forced to follow just because we'd be social outcasts if we didnt. i mean come on. PANTS. who ever heard of such a thing... and scratching. whats wrong with scratching certain parts? i say, if it itches, SCRATCH IT. cus, why not? i mean, we all know the body part is there. it's not like scratching it will reveal it more to the world. it's not showing it to anyone, it's not like you're taking away the clothing or anything.

damn society... i've been conditioned. i would be the first to cringe if someone scratched their crotch right in front of me or something along those lines. WE'VE ALL BEEN RUINED!

the only way we can get out of it or prevent it really is to go back in time. once we are back in time, we will proceed to live in a whole away from the corrupting influences of society. of course, we would logically go insane when we are forced to enjoy our own company for too long (yes, i am refering to myself as "we"). so once we are crazy, then the voices will start. there will be a Mary, a Todd, a Shane and so on and so on. you could almost say i'd be forming a SOCIETY of voices within my head. but oh no, isnt that what i am trying to avoid? I THINK IT IS!!! ITS A NEVER ENDING CIRCLE!!! WE'RE ALL DOOMED!!! DOOMED I SAY, DOOMED!!!!

right... well i'm glad i got THAT out of my system...

did i mention i wished i didnt have to wear pants? or at least that i got pants that werent retarded and didnt need to have a belt pinned on. sigh, the joy of being abnormally undersized.

but on the plus side, i have a pool table! it's so nice! in every sense of the word (no, i dont see what other senses there could be, but i'm being safe instead of sorry) oh yeah and i'm tired, cant you tell?!?

damn... that table looks so massive... like it could get up and walk and... eat people. it's got feet and everything, with claws. if it were a lighter colour then it could camouflage with the wall and sneak up on us. now that's one thing you dont want, a massive slate pool table waiting to pounce on you as you come arounf the corner. definatly on my list of things i DONT want to do. or have done to me.

i just saw the new mcdonalds commercial. "i'm loving it"?? what kind of freekin slogan is that? geeez... alright, i'm tired and cold so that means it's time for bed bed.
g'night y'all

~em