ten things about me.

I wrote this in my trusty notebook today at work.

1. I'm depressed. This sucks. I don't think that I am "blow my head off" depressed. It's more like "buy a bottle of whiskey and drink in the bathtub until I pass out and maybe drown" depressed. Not a good thing if your job requires you to be happy all the time.
2. I made a new friend recently. I'm pretty sure she is only going to come around when she needs something. The other night she came by she needed bus fare and a pack of smokes. I offered to spot it to her. That was about a week ago.It's not really a big deal to me. The grand total of what she owes me is about 8 dollars. She'll come by to use my phone to call some dude that she says she isn't really in to but by the way they talk I know better. I'm not really in the mood for this to be an ongoing thing but the company is nice. (I feel like I am becoming Moe Szylack)
3. I have found a new way to waste my time. Craigslist personals. I have responded to three ads and I had one reply to a response ...from a porn site....(I'll let that sink in for a second).The men that post looking for women are all about giving a preview of their goods.. I think if one were to do that in public they would get arrested but apparently it's okay on craigslist. There are some FUUUCKED UP people in this town (I knew this already but I thought I would let everyone else know.) I think that's why no women responded I just showed my face. I get this vision of some woman sitting at her computer laughing at my smirking mug, thinking..."he can't be serious". Maybe I should have shown her the goods.
4. I have lived alone for over a month now. Most of the time it's okay but sometimes I worry that I will die in some freak household accident (or even worse, while masturbating) and no one would know I was dead for at least a week or two, or until my rotting (and possibly pants less corpse) started to stink. I would hate for a stranger to find me and have to piece through my shit to know who to call.
5. Question. Does it make me evil that I don't like the sound of small children? I really can't stand the sound of a small child's voice. It's grating. It makes me want to stab my eardrums with a pen. I think it's mostly the volume they are just SO LOUD. I have nightmares of children yelling "GUMMY BEARS, GUMMY BEARS, GUMMY BEARS!"over, and over, and over.Or imagine this "I WANT CHOCOLATE!" every three seconds for ten minutes. ugh....
6. I watched the film "Idiocracy" last week. According to it in 500 years America will be run by idiots who shun books, can't speak proper English, and think that anyone who does is a "fag". 500 years?
7. (not really about me) In world news today: Iran agreed to release the British sailors and marines, thus postponing the end of the world for a few more weeks and saving me another pair of shorts.
8. Being a single man in Houston without a car sucks ass!
9. It makes me sad that the only time I see an overweight child running is to get ice cream.
10. I really need to get laid but I will stop at that.