I've been in a dark mood lately for various reasons. Today, I went to visit random blogs, I thought it might cheer me up. Boy, was I wrong. People write the most mundane, idiotic things. I don't care about your shopping list. I don't care about what you got for Valentine's day. Write something with some substance, try to make a freaking difference! Don't depress me further.
Life sucks and then you die.
Wobble
3 hours ago
5 comments:
some people don't care about your affinity for the term "psychological gymnnastics". Some people don't care about the self indulgent poetry you write. Such sentiments make you sound petty. What kind of a person randomly reads the blogs of others and then takes the time to launch an unprovoked attack? (laughing...) Only kiddin you big feller. But don't be mean, you should know better...
Good points, but with my blog, I try to post interesting content from time to time. It has a bigger picture view than "Here's my day". I also post "here's my day" type things, but they are not the _only_ thing I post. People don't come to random blogs to read about your meaningless existence (or mine for that matter). Instead, people come to find some interesting nugget that they can contemplate.
you took that on the chin. Now i feel bad. Just that it's easy for intellectual big boys to snipe at those who aren't fortunate enough to have much else than a shopping list in their heads. The clumsiness of that last sentence excludes me from the intellectual big boy club i guess...
i take it back - i doubt you're much of an intellectual big boy. You seem to believe in "god". Good luck with the psychological gymnastics (self delusion) required for that.
I never claimed to be an intellectual big boy. However, I will be sure to pass your comments on to Einstein and Newton - they believed in God, too.
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