The futures aren’t up enough. We are going to swan dive into a pool filled with bricks. Aside from that, I placed my iPhone in water, for the second time in as many months. My big loss isn’t the phone itself. I couldn’t care less about the phone. But I keep copious notes of things, words that I am fond of, which will be lost with the new phone. All of this happened because I refuse to buy a case. Actually, I have a case; but I refuse to use it.
Now I am using my wife’s old, stupid, iPhone and I want to throw this thing into the toilet and flush it. But if I did that, guess who would have to unclog the fucking toilet? You guessed it.
You know, there is a certain tediousness to the life that I lead. Why should a loss of a phone be this upsetting? I will tell you why. It’s because there is a giant fucking black hole void in my life that causes me to go nuts when order is disrupted. Everything is in ruins, a smoldering heap of skeletons atop of environmentally friendly medical waste atop of mangled metal.
And then there’s the stock market. Jesus Christ this is the life of a certified lunatic. Not only do I have to manage money for a living and get paid 7 figures for it, I also have to come here and tell a bunch of strangers about it, leaving me open to wanton criticism and debate from the biggest assholes walking the planet.
How did my life come to this?
I remember when I made a commitment to never curse on the site again. Frankly, I don’t know why I made such a commitment, since a word is just a word. There isn’t anything inherently evil about the word “fuck” or “shit.” They might be a bit vulgar and out of place inside the home, in front of the kids. But I have to tell you, very sincerely, I don’t trust any man or woman who never curses. Anyone who believes they are pious and places themselves above a certain subset of words is deranged and most likely hiding human organs in their refrigerator.
They’re just like priests: nice on the outside, demonic guttersnipes on the inside.
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