somebody call the wwaaahhmbulance. i think the number is whine one one.

warning: this is going to be a nonsensical rant.

i am so sick and tired about people whining and complaining. i am 33 and had to move back home to escape heroin junkies or declare bankruptcy, and you don't see me boo-hooing about it. do i feel a little pathetic? hell no! in two years i'll be debt free with a home. (yeah, i was depressed for a while but i'm looking on the brigh tside. scary, i know). i'm fucking george costanza. don't leave a pastry sitting on paper on the top of the garbage...i just may eat it.

anyways, all i ever hear are people whining about their relationships, their finances, and whatnot. well do something about it. your wife is distant, get rid of her. no, staying with her is not helping the kids. kids are better off with two homes if it means their parents are happy. as long as you keep healthy communication lines, the children will flourish when parents separate. just admit things are over and move on already. your finances suck? yeah, so do mine, i live at home asshole. write out a budget. use a simple excel spreadsheet. figure out what you can cut back on. whatever.

you hate your roommates, get new ones! hell, i can't live with roommates at all. they drive me batshit crazy. okay, that's just me and has nothing to do with roommates, but still. allrighty folks...i'm done. just had to get a little off of my disproportionate chest.