Should you recycle?

I don’t know. Ask you’re local MP…..

Why do i always have to make things so god damned difficult? Why don’t i know how to be happy and content? Why do i always want more?

Why am i such a fuck up?

The real question is why am i writing this here? I don’t let things out. That’s how it all gets screwed up in the first place. Billions of people all over the world repress things everyday, so why do i always complicate matters?

Coz i’m the problem solver, that’s why. I’m the one everyone goes to when they need to dump a mental load.

Here’s a little brain teaser for ya. When you throw your rubbish/garbage out, it gets taken to a landfill, right? (Unless you recycle in which case they tell you it’ll be turned into a nice Japanese car, which will one day crash and end up in a landfill anyway) Anyway, back to the garbage. It goes into a landfill. What happens when that landfill gets full? It gets a pile of dirt thrown over it and they go and dig a new one. Has anyone ever stopped to think about the old one? Sitting there with years and years of trash piled up on top of it. No escape. No release. Just slowly left to rot away until one day it all decomposes into a pile of ooze and out of existence.

You know it’s a bad day when you compare yourself to a landfill. What the fuck.

I have a new advertising campaign. We all know that drinking and driving is dangerous, but there is a bigger danger out there. Drinking and discussing. It’s a fuckin killer.

At least when you hit a wall head on, you only kill yourself (unless you really suck and take someone else with you).

Hehe, i just re-read all that and i’ve come up with 2 conclusions.

1) I sound like a depressed teenager.

2) I haven’t really vented anything.

It’s hard to vent when you know you’re in the wrong.

I only just wish i knew how to make it right.

For you. I’m sorry.