What's The Point In Posting? Random Ass Shit

When I was driving to Mardi Gras pet parade with my mother and Michi the other day I had a somewhat hilarious although disturbing moment. I would call it disturbing just because of what I said. I'm not one to claim I'm some great thinker or even a fucking special person. As such, I'll readily admit that I say shit all the time without having a thought in my brain. Stuff just pops out. That's what happened here.

So I'm driving driving driving and Michi and my mother are talking talking talking and then there's this pause in their talking that's maybe like... thirty seconds and in that thirty seconds I say, utterly serious but without a thought in my puny ass brain, "What's the point in living?"

( Read more... )