Just passin' the time

So, I'm sitting here kind of down. A friend of mine is going through a funk. So much so that he has shut everyone out and has drawn himself inward. He says he's not in a good place. How the hell does one help someone who's "not in a good place"? It pains me to see this. He is a dear friend and I wish he'd confide in me what is wrong. Sometimes, pride is a bad thing. And so is shame. But the two together often brings disastrous results. I am worried about him and I do hope he overcomes. It would sadden me greatly if something bad were to happen. I told him it's his life to do what he needs to do. I also told him that what he's doing is not the best thing to do. But, I'll be there when he finds clarity. And, we can pick up where things left off. I have faith that, someday soon, things will be back to normal.. or as close to it as possible.

So I found this ad on Craigslist last week. Let me tell you first; people on CL are fucking Nazis. They're all snobby little bitches who cannot bear to have an ad placed that doesn't fit into their rigid rules. I hope, one day, that CL fails. When it does, I will rejoice. Just as much as Walmart. Anyway, back to this ad. It was for a clinical study to test extract from sweet peppers on the metabolism of adults 30 and older. They supply the low-calorie diet and the capsules and I provide my time to test them. It's well worth the $130 they're going to pay me for it and I get to lose a shitload of weight and I don't have to spend any money eating for the next month. Of course, 800 calories a day is a little extreme. But, I'm up for it. And I'm doing well....

...when I'm not pulling my hair out or screaming at people due to absolute hunger.

Forty-three more days to go.

There is one problem. I have a date on Sunday. I hope she understands when I buy dinner that I can't eat with her. But I can drink my chocolate shake and hope her meal is good.

Oh the joy..

So it's the new year and all I have to look forward to thus far is this 3-day weekend. Yay. Then it's the Inauguration. Yay.

Whilst I wait for the swearing in of the next President of these United States of America, I shall consume.. nay! I shall enjoy having consumed this nice bottle of wine.

I'm rather disappointed as it hasn't affected me the way that I thought it would.

I'll give it some time. I can tell that there is some affect... I have to close one eye to read what I'm typing. However, I'm cognisant of what it is I'm typing.

There's a trade off there, I guess, though I'm not happy about it. My typing isn't even affected.

Damn.

Well, you shit for fucks have a nice day. I'm going to go play online poker. And have a vodka shooter. Or two.

Israel: Fuck You.

Fuck Israel. That's what I have to say.

Killer of innocents. Purveyor of rhetoric.

To say that you're the victim in this while massacring women and children is simply pathetic. Not allowing food, medicine or any other form of aid simply adds insult to injury.

You did this. Not Hamas, not Fatah, not the Palestinian people. You, Israel. You. And with the U.S.'s approval of the matter, they have carte blanche to do whatever they want, wherever they want. And there's not a damn thing anyone can do about it.

And though I'd love to visit Israel one day; to visit the sights, to bask in the sun, to party in their clubs and to drink their wine and to eat their food I will not sit here and say that what Israel is doing is even remotely right or justifiable.

We know who the superior power is. But, as the saying goes, "The bigger they are, the harder they'll fall."

Men shouldn't be bitches

Ok. So..

A friend of mine is currently not speaking with any of his close friends. And, I don't know why (well, I do. I think).

We are his friends. And he's being a complete and total drama bitch. And it's getting annoying. I've been there for him, before and after his traumatic relationship (jesus, that was a nightmare) and I will be there when he gets over this bullshit.

But, why do guys have to exhibit this behavior? We get over things. We should try not to dwell and god forbid, we shouldn't ignore it (and, thus, our friends) if it truly is a problem.

I'm prone to sensitivity issues myself but this is rediculous.

[sigh] Palm. Meet forehead.