All right good morning. You don’t have to post this month. This can be the month you don’t post. You can give all this up. Write a book every five years and do three interviews. Never tweet again. Never get in arguments. If this shit were gonna get you a woman it would have. You can play Xbox. You can watch Dr. No on Amazon prime. Not a bad movie. Jame Bond sucks but the first two are really good. The first two and Casino Royale.
Good therapy session yesterday. But unresolved, like- I’m a loser if I don’t write. Don’t post. I’m nothing without it. I’m a nerd with a subservient job and I’m ugly and old. And I don’t get laid. I pay a thick Vietnamese woman to give her backrubs. A sad state of affairs, but I enjoy it. And if I’m too old to have kids then let me fuck you and not pull out. If it’s over why can’t I relax. If I’m a bad person why can’t I enjoy bad things. Why do I still have to do laundry.
Kevin was yelling last night. He woke me up at 5am thumping. He’s mad about cables in the back of his computer. He screams and screams. Earlier I was out lifting in our common area. And he came out and asked about hitting the heavy bag. How to hit without hurting his hands. To release his rage. I gave him some gloves and he took some swings. And god damn if he doesn’t have a stiff, fast, accurate jab and cross. Like fuck I wouldn’t want that guy to hit me.
He punches better than me. I trained diligently for two years. It’s all bullshit. Ben Franklin and every other fuckstick was wrong. Hard work and practice mean nothing. Everything’s natural talent. All work a waste of time. I took videos of my bag work to see errors in my form. Lo and behold my form’s nothing but errors. I’m an ugly stupid awkward embarrassment. And this guy’s naturally good. He did gas after 15 seconds. Cardio’s something you can work on. It’s psychological torture and every form of it fucks up your ankles. But you can work on it.
Cardio’s something you can work on. Writing is just having the stamina to turn a bad thing good.
Why do I have to write. Why do I have to work. Why can’t I just enjoy my life. If it’s over why am I trying. Another thing that was horseshit, The Myth of Sisyphus. You have to imagine Sisyphus happy- suck a dick, you French f****t. Get a job. Let’s look at Camus’ Wikipedia, confirm he never worked. Kafka wouldn’t say some shit like Sisyphus was happy. F****t ass Frenchman.
All right he worked for some communist newspaper. Died at 47.
What the fuck else. They’re coming to roto rooter the pipes today. I have to take my bike lock off and move the bike away from the water pipe. And a bunch of garbage ass work, n****r, AIDS, etc. I should post this.
delicioustacos 
Did you seriously just drop the N word in your last sentence?? The asterisks don’t mask your true intent.
Fuck you. Open racism. You are piece of shit.
Shut up libtard
Nigger
Faggot is ok, but nigger is not? Ok nigger faggot .I suppose cracker would have been fine too. Nigger nigger nigger nigger. Faggot faggot faggot faggot.
oy vey can we cool it with the N-word usage…we have our very own BASED BLACK MAN Ye fighting in the vanguard for our freedoms. he’s anti-vaxx too, unlike DeliciousTacuck who rolled up his sleeve the moment they commanded him to do so. now he’s probably feeling stupid, or he’s going in for more boosters.
niggity niggeridoo nigger nigga niggatizing nigger nagger negroid negrita negrito Nigger
I, as a representative of Nigger Central and as a professional Nigger himself, hereby grant you an official Nigger Pass to say Nigger as you please.
Expiration Date: February 1st, 2023
You are an old loser. It’s the truth. This blog is a chronicle of how you wasted the last 12 years of your life.
Did you seriously just drop the F word in your 6th paragraph?? The asterisks don’t mask your true intent.
Fuck you. Open homophobia. You are piece of shit.
that’s why it’s a myth. the main meme from that book is *YOU HAVE TO* “imagine” Sisyphus happy. i never read it but i’ve heard of it. something about how the struggle itself is somehow meaningful? i don’t know. clearly in reality, in real-world terms, an actual Sisyphus like you and billions of other workers doing the same job over and over again are unhappy. i’ve been working a mind-numbing temp job for a couple weeks now and the repetition is incredibly boring. i can feel like i’m getting better at the job, grasping the subtle details, but it’s ultimately pointless. i don’t feel the same way about practicing a real skill, like boxing or writing, which you seem to have also gotten bored with, but see no other way out. have you tried going on vacation? not just a hike but a weekend getaway, involving a plane ride. might help shock your system to be in some new place, where it’s snowing, perhaps Provo Utah or Aspen CO where eric schmidt lives. tell him “my linkies stay stinky” and see if he gets it.
Vacation is Thailand, another novelty that wears off.
don’t need to go all the way to thailand to get thai pussy, if you live in a huge metropolitan area like LA and have access to apps and online tools these days. vacation is about change of place, ambiance, weather, etc.
lol are these wannabe jannies for real
check out the 2 Dalton ones if you haven’t already, they are 100% pure kino.
you can say the n-word(NIGGER) in comments now?
racistbros, yeah, I’m thinkin we’re back.