Why do people seem to be filled with an overwhelming sense of sadness? Why does the world seem so bleak some much of the time? Why can't we just find that happiness and find it?

“I guess it's not a good day to be a bad guy, huh Skank?”
“I'm not Skank, that's Skank over there…..SKANK'S DEAD!”
“That's right!”

The above exchange has always struck a cord in me. You know with that last statment how final and about to be fulfilled it is. I don't know why but it needed to be said.

It's kinda funny the whole day I've been full of cheeriness and sickeningly happy smiles. I took the scenic route to my bank and made it back sooner than I normally do. I also smiled at everybody I saw and like to think I provided some measure of entertainment to people. I couldn't help but jam down to the tunes in my car. I let everybody in when they needed it whil in traffic. I smiled all day someone cut me off I didn't even really bat an eye. Dumb customer on the phone and I took the time to help them understand. I also entertained them and fixed problems. Yeah talk about a freaky experience. Can this last is this just yet another “cycle” as so may “experts” have told me I experience. People notice I'm cyclic as well, but it is really that bad? Granted some cycles are meant to be broken, but sometimes they can be odd and interesting in their own right. Not only that I could have a worse cycle. As of now I am terminally happy while most of the time I am happy and entertain but I just feel bleh. Now i'm overwhelmingly happy. Hrm….odd yet totally kewl. SMile on kidds.

It can't rain all the time

Ok, I know I'm not ready for a 'serious' relationship. Yet its kinda fun to just fool around right? But at the same time someone gets kinda attatched and screwiness ensues. Why is that? Why can't one just get the best of both worlds. I don't know whats goin on really I'm just major picky about the woman I'm gonna get “serious” about. Dating soundsl ike fun, but at the same time a tremendous drain on money and well imagine having this kind of a blind date.

You pick her up, she's purty cute, and you go out to dinner. You see and old friend who is waiting tables there and chat briefly with that friend. Date gets angry, you attempt to pay more attention to her and whip that ugly mark off. Noooooooooo go, she stays pissed. So you agree to hit a movie, she warms back up as you wait for the movie to start and finally settles down once the movie begins. Movie ends, you decide hey a bar is a great thing to do, you know a lil drinky and a lil pool great way to end the evening. We go to one of my fav pool places here in town and see some of my friends there. Remembering my earlier faux paux I just say hey and get a table for just the two of us. Things go well until my friends start their normal stuff and I join in the fun, and she gets offended. She demands to be taken home and I agree to take her but while I return the shite she goes beserk and starts makin out with some guy. So I'm like ok date over go over to my friends. And *POOF* INSTANT DRAMA! Needless to say I finally rid myself of her and got to enjoy the rest of the night with my friends. Buuuuuuuuut never again. Yeah sooo dating no thanx.

I hate work and wanna go home. Let me die here or go home please!!!!