Winds Change, Life Still Isn't Fun

Ok....so I think bad moods and personal revelations just kind of float around from one person to the other, much like an airborne illness. Either that, or other people's moods affect your moods. I guess both are true.

Either way, this must be the time of year when I remember how much I hate just being a person. It's just times when it seems like everyone else sucks, I can't do anything meaningful, and I'm just in yet another rut. Now, mind you I'm going to stay away from saying that I hate life...b/c I'll promptly be faced with something that may hint that it should be taken seriously. Instead i'll stick to the refrain that I hate being a human.

You know, as people we have to follow cultural rules, social norms, mind our manners, keep up appearances, and never mind the bollocks. But when all that stuff is just instinct, it would make things easier, and there would be no need for apologies.

So yeah, I guess I just hate me right now. I could use some alcohol, some pot, and some good movies. Oh, I heard '1979' on the radio as I was coming home from work, and that instantly put my mind at ease. So, music does help in these kind of situations. That, and Billy Corgan is still my hero. Well, hero that I will never meet...Andrew's my real hero.