Category: Whingegasm
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Thought Vomit #54: ft. Self Pity
I’ve decided I hate people. To be honest, I decided this about a decade ago, and you dear reader are the exception. You’re great. It’s everyone else I hate. People collectively, I mean to say, not individual people. Some of my best friends are people. With that said, most of the worst people in the…
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Thought Vomit #53: ft. Yahoo Serious
Sometimes the ideas, they just don’t come. They flit through the mind momentarily; you evaluate them, and dismiss them as mental gash. Sometimes my brain is about as useful as my lower back. I could blame the little gnome that’s sat on my keyboard; he’s very off-putting. Not because he’s so small, but because his…
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Thought Vomit #52: ft. Insomnia
I have to be up at seven a.m on a Sunday dammit, and I can’t sleep. There was a vague feeling that I hadn’t done something and I realised I hadn’t vomitted a thwat out today. I doubt that’s what’s keeping me awake though. Still, with the computer off it’s a good excuse to stay…
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Thought Vomit #29: ft. MDD
Why am I incapable of doing things that I need to do, yet wholly capable of doing all the things I don’t need to do? If there was some kind of award for procrastination, I wouldn’t ever get around to accepting it. And I don’t even think it’s about laziness anymore. No doubt there’s some…
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Thought Vomit #2: ft. ToofPayste & Hobbes
My toothpaste has mocked me again. Twice. I’m beginning to wonder if it’s toothpaste from the wash bag of Jesus. Whatever the case may be, the miraculous properties of mundane toiletries has highlighted my own lack of productivity, so it’s time to motivate myself in the style of my friend Sam. I want this: THE…
