angry lesbians

Angry lesbians make me angry. Who the fuck cares what other people think of your life style. Don't get me wrong I love my share of not-so-angry lebians. Life is for living now worrying about what other people think of you. If they cannot accept you then you don't need them. Fuck em. That's my motto. Fuck em, and fuck em all. Wow, I'm having an unusually angry day. It must be the coffee.

the same old same old

why does every guy in this city look like an overgrown 10 year old boy? When did the males of this generation lose the ability to comb their hair or pull their damn pants up? God, I'm old. Something else that has been annoying me- what is up with the head meds?? It seems like everyone I meet has a cabinet full of pseudo-life stabilizing drugs in their pockets. Since when is it so hard to deal with LIFE. Boo fucking hoo, I can't be happy. Boo I'm too happy. Boo hoo I can't sleep. Boo hoo, I'm fat. My generation embarrasses me. Everything is I MUST HAVE IT NOW, NOW, NOW!

Huntington Beach

Is anyone out there? At times, I feel like I am the only one here.

Did I just do this?

Here I sit writing my own blog!!? BLOG isn't even a WORD.