Sunday, February 21, 2010
When You're Coated in Syrup
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Take Out a Shit of Paper
Let your lungs fill up with smoke.
Forgive everyone.
She is here and now she is gone.
We had plans, we can't help but make love.
It's a beautiful thing when you love somebody,
And I love somebody.
Yeah I love somebody"
Friday, December 18, 2009
Who does that? Can you stop?
Monday, October 5, 2009
Double Frick
And I'm thinking.
And thinking.
Do you know what I'm thinking? Frick. NO. Double Frick (frick).
Why am I saying frick? Because things aren't going my way goddammit! To be frank, I just don't understand it.
What do people have to do to get positive results around this place? I mean, I admit I have faults, but who the hell doesn't? Are my faults keeping me from a good day? I have had the worst of luck this year. I'm starting to think that what I have to do to get good luck is going to have to be something horrific. Like, I'll have to sleep with Bill O'Reilly or something totally horrible like that.
Do you know what else I'm noticing? Other people around me a struggling too. Like, I have friends failing tests left and right, my mailman died just for helping the post office out on a busy day, and everyone is suffering from the Oinky-Illness.
I used to think that bad luck happend to people who did bad things. Like, for example, murderers, they're put in prison, right? Or that whole theory that, you know, karma and what goes around comes around and all that bullshit will make your life better.
So what the hell? Where is the truth my friends? WHAT is the truth? Does this truth exist?
If you find my things, please let me know. If I find the things you want, I'll let you know too.
Okay, this was a mildly rando post for the middle of the day, but still. I figured you should hear my whiney crap. After all, thats all a blog is.
Saturday, October 3, 2009
Life Lesson: Glue to hold your smushed self together
Humph.
I have never had a day even close to this. I mean, like, I have had "off days" but today was of epic-proportions.
Sometimes when I'm living my life, the rug of comfort is pulled from beneath my feet and the Anti-Christ punches me in the face and laughs as I'm doubled over on the floor.
That’s so true. It happened to me today. It was awful. It was like being hit with a tire iron while you watch your grandmother get smushed by a bus. It was slow-mo disaster. One thing after another just kept hitting me. Disaster was like "Hey, are you Matty?" and I was like "Yeah, what’s up?" and he was like "Haha, get ready to be disappointed in your life!”
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
An Introduction
By the way, I love broccoli. True story. So, continuing with a few things about myself...
I should be honest. I'm kind of the anti-blogger. I'm also a hypocrite. Lets get that out of the way. I love to talk, and talk, and talk, about me, myself, and I but I really could care less about your dead hamster or cousin who got into Harvard. But hell, if my cousin gets into Harvard or my hamster died, you better shut the hell up and listen. There are lots of things that are okay for me to do, but not okay for you to do. You will be aware of those later on.
I also have poor grammar. So if you've noticed my run on sentences or misplaced commas you can stuff it. Its part of a quirky charm I have. Well, that and grammar is a weakness of mine. I just have so many things to say and no period can stop me! And to tell you the truth, I'm a very happy grammatically incorrect person. It goes hand in hand with my political incorrectness too.
Okay, I feel better. I'm glad you know these things about me. I consider my place on earth to be very important. I consider yours to be important too. I do like other people and I'm glad you're here. Nice to meet you. And, in case I already met you, nice to meet you (again).
Matty