Life, to me, is made up of a job I dislike, a commute I dislike, and lots of television watching and game playing. I want a drastic change to break all of this up. This is not living.
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I am seriously contemplating buying some beer today. Some cold, crisp beer. I know I should do no such thing.
My back is spasming with pain as I am in bed trying to sleep.
I wish I had a jaccuzi, a massage chair, heated seats on public transit, my own private massage therapist, a winning Powerball ticket to afford all of this is the key I need.
I wish had forty hours of sick leave saved up I could use right now. Instead, I have to show up at the office to make ends meet.
I wish I could afford legitimate massage therapy right now.
I wish I had a massaging chair at home. A heated massaging chair. That would be very nice.
I am home sick today. Stomach issues. I hope this passes quickly.
I feel like getting Thai food for dinner tonight. I think I will treat myself to a night out by myself. Dinner and a trip to a bar with a band where I can sip soft drinks and enjoy the music.
I wish I had a bowl of that nice spicy seafood stew I get from this nice Thai joint I sometimes visit in Seattle.
I wish I could take a razor blade and remove my tonsils and then cauterize the surgery with a lighter. Suppose it is a good thing I do not like pain. My tonsils suffocate me in my sleep.
I replaced alcohol with obsessive video gaming.
I wish I could get paid to be a NEET gamer and movie critic. Somehow, I never seem to win the jackpot when I buy a lotto ticket, though. So I must remain employed.
My neighbors kept me up at 2 in the morning by airing their dirty marital laundry very loudly in their backyard, just a couple of feet away from my backyard. They should have just got a motel room and screwed already.
After playing my Xbox One for 24 hours straight, I feel like I am getting too old to treat my body like that.
Sitting under my AC unit, sipping iced tea, giving my legs a rest today.
Maybe I should express my anger that somebody is getting 3 years for a non violent drug possession charge instead of treatment.
The next several months are going to be pure Hell for me. I'm not sure if I literally can survive that long at this rate.
There once was a time when I had three local friends who visited me on a weekly basis. One of them ditched me because he has a girlfriend and is whipped. Another one goes into prison today for three years for dumb things he done while drunk. The last one is too busy with family drama to visit me anytime soon. I have no local social life left.
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