Ding Dong, the Dude is Dead

This is going to be a really morbid, not-nice, rotten underbelly of a blog entry.  The brutal truth as I perceive it is quite often that way. I don't even know where to start.  Bullying, the long-term effects of bullying, petty revenge, mental health issues, mortality, more fucking suicide, the wildly deviating ways that different … Continue reading Ding Dong, the Dude is Dead

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Seriously, FML Part II

Surprisingly enough, everything everywhere continues to be a festering cesspool of shit. Imagine my surprise. This blog entry is a continuation of my recent blog entry, Seriously, FML. This one probably won't make a hell of a lot of sense if you haven't read that one. I was right - the neighbor DID run her … Continue reading Seriously, FML Part II

Seriously, FML

I am tired. Tired of this life, tired of all of the bullshit. Tired of goddamned people. Seriously, even when I am just trying to be left alone in my goddamned house, I somehow manage to get fucked with. I composed a letter to the next door neighbor about the BBQ smoke coming in our … Continue reading Seriously, FML

Stacey, Traci and Sharon

I can't keep a friend! For the most part, each jerk will get their own entry, but for this and a couple of other entries, I am going to lump multiple people together into one entry. Each story is brief enough that it barely warrants it's own entry, and besides I hung out with all three of … Continue reading Stacey, Traci and Sharon

Dunham

Dunham was an asshole. The kind of "friend" who will only hang out with you if you have weed, and who will talk shit about you behind your back. Dunham was the kind of guy who would try to get high on morning glory seeds and nutmeg when he couldn't find any weed. Dunham is … Continue reading Dunham

Sister Mine, Part II

Yesterday seemed to be all about the goddamned Princess. God damn it! It's enough to wither a soul! First, she sent grandmother a Mother's Day card but she tried to get cute about it - she had it written in a strange hand and with no return address. I knew what it was anyway... immediately... Mother's … Continue reading Sister Mine, Part II

Petty Drivel

Today I created a new menu category on this blog called Daily Drivel. Here is where I shall post, (surprisingly), daily drivel. Mundane stuff that I feel like venting about but can't even really do so even on my fake Facebook without looking like an asshole. For example: My grandmother has gotten too fancy for leftovers. Now … Continue reading Petty Drivel

Mad/Sad/Bad Part I

Well I just threw a fit on Facebook again. I'll cut and paste it here. ↓ I've got people tagging me in shit like this: https://www.facebook.com/charliediggs/videos/10206755130381580/ and in shit like this: Usually when I do these rants I feel embarrassed afterwards and delete them, but here goes for now: How the hell am I supposed … Continue reading Mad/Sad/Bad Part I

When Fun turns to Shit

This, this blog entry right here encapsulates this whole blog. What it boils down to is that I am just not allowed to have nice things, or joy, or even fleeting pleasure. I'm just not. This happens again and again. The Born Loser - that dude has it easy. The dude hasn't got a thing on me. This … Continue reading When Fun turns to Shit

Paruresis

Paruresis (/ˌpɑːrəˈriːsɪs/ PAR-ə-REE-sis) is a type of phobia in which the sufferer is unable to urinate in the real or imaginary presence of others, such as in a public restroom. The analogous condition that affects bowel movement is called parcopresis. ...Also known as "nervous bladder".  It seems like a "nervous bladder" would be squirting pee … Continue reading Paruresis