Downtime...

For the most part, I know who reads my blog...It's the standard mojito...Some ice (cold & bitter women), Rum (real friends), Lime Juice (Sad, Sour Women), Sugar (sweet strangers) and fizzy soda (...i got nothing lol)...Now I can admit (humbly of course) that I am amusing, entertaining, refreshing, charismatic...ok, i'll cut if off there lol...but for the life of me I don't understand why people who don't like me, read it?...Why if I have "wronged" you, torn out the very heart that keeps you on this earth; Why, if my lively existence ruins your day...are you reading my blog?...Why do you go as far as to comment on my blog?...Why are you inching me closer to 1000 hits?...I, in my exponentially larger brain, can not figure this out...Stop reading...Isn't there a corner that needs crying in? Shouldn't you be out blaming me for your pitfalls and flaws? I used this person or that person...well let's just call them "gurls" lol...I hit on the wrong gurl without any reason?...its not like we got drunk and had a 2 hour "deep" talk on the in's and out's of morality based choices...I couldn't tell you if this "gurl" made it abudantly clear that when she went home at night, she would think about me "in that way"....but what do I know...I'm just an asshole with a formidable vocabulary...yet, I sleep just fine...I must be doing something well, if you're still coming back...for more...abuse?...Is abuse the word?...Is it my ego, or do I just attract weak women?...Should I start shaving? Wearing red? I don't know should I hang out in sports bars and yell out shit like, "Come on Ref get off your knees, YOU'RE BLOWING THE GAME!!!"...cause I doubt I could be that guy...But if it means I will attract a "realer" level of people, then I guess I'll be the guy in the crimson pullover tossing back warm Killian's routing for Kurt Warner...I write as to not strap on a dildo, a C-4 packed vest and storm into a daycare center...It's Theraputic-al LOL...Why do you read it?...Is it theraputic-al for you? Or are you just bored at work?


"friends are enemies with better costumes"

-db