What’s up, Bitchfaces. Yeah, me too.
I’m in a mood. And not a pleasant one, either. It isn’t even due to the usual shit that puts me in a mood, it’s some one off type of nonsense, and I am beginning to wonder if I’ve had a traumatic brain injury that I’ve forgotten about which causes me to continue doing The Dumb Shit.
How many times have I said I’m no longer partaking in The Dumb Shit? Yeah. That fucking many. But, here we are, me still fully immersed in The Dumb Shit, and looking at next seasons lineup like, “oh, that looks like it’s gonna be dramatic”.
Bet.
Maybe if I had someone to fucking throw a brick at my head every time I try to cross my own boundaries, I would fare a little better.
In other news, I’m currently seeking someone to throw a fucking brick at my head every time I get out of pocket. The pay is terrible, but the benefits are you get to throw a fucking brick at my head like 15, 20 times a week.
And that’s a modest estimate, really. We all know what a dumb ass I can be. It ain’t new news.
In the meantime, have some dubstep and remember, if you’re doing some dumb shit, you are not alone. I packed up and fucking began cohabitating with The Dumb Shit. I bought an annual pass to The Dumb Shit. Y’all, my fucking thesis was written on The Dumb Shit. I’m talking summa cum laude, earning an MBAn, Master in accounting for nothing but The Dumb Shit.
I was gonna say I would work on it, but that would be a lie. I’m just gonna keep skirting the edge, and when I fall on my face, look at y’all and be like, “oh, my Jesus. Who could have foreseen this fuckery?”
We’ve done this once or twice. Maybe double that. I don’t know, I wasn’t keeping track.
Add that to the list: currently seeking someone to keep track of this stupid shit. Preferably well-versed in The Dumb Shit, shorthand skills also necessary.
-Q
I hope you will be packing up and moving out from The Dumb Shit. I could afford to get laid, though. With regard to what Achim wrote, I got laid more when I was participating it The Dumb Shit. But then there was the dumb shit part that was annoying. So, I am the boring bitch, and I'm probably pretty close to enlightenment at this point. But it's lonely here (other than my friends, of course). Why does the hot sex always have to come with a dysfunctional man attached to it? 🤣🤣🤣
Sometimes dumb shit is still worth doing. Life would be soooo boring without it.