Genocide: A fun way to pass a lazy afternoon
Wanna know about my life? A fellow named Spider Jerusalem (who conveniently enough doesn’t exist) summed it all up nicely:
By four o’clock, I had discounted suicide in favor of killing everyone else in the entire world instead.
That’s beautiful man. Brings tears to my eyes every time I read it.
But on another note, I was thinking last night about regrets. I don’t mean the sort of every day regrets like, “I regret I had that last beer.” “I regret I didn’t get the name of that chick who was slobbering all over my dick last night.” Nah, I mean the BIG regrets. The deep down ones that when you’re lying on your deathbed kicking the sheets at the injustice of it all you think to yourself – dammit, I really wish I’d done THIS.
So, what’s your deep down regret? What do you know now you’ll regret for the rest of your life? Me, I know I’ll regret never having killed someone. I think I can assume I’ll never have that opportunity in this life but damn, I will regret not having known that feeling.
Enough morbidity. The sun is shining, my hair is falling out and in a mere seven hours there’s nearly an entire case of beer in the fridge. What a lovely day.
February 21st, 2003 at 11:51 AM
The only concern with the beer is when to stop drinking it….if you have enough though you wont remember your hair is falling out.There really is no “downside” to drinking heavily.