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Tuesday, July 15, 2003
Seems like everybody I know who writes on the web is writing about how crappy they feel. This is discouraging mostly because it is as sure a symptom of creative laziness as writing about the weather (see my post from July 7) or capri pants. But it is distinctly encouraging because it means that it's not just me that feels like hot steaming shit. Or, for that matter, you. I feel so bad that I just want to be horizontal, but I can't get comfortable once I am. Last night I swear I almost abraded a six-foot-long hole in my sheet by twirling around and around like a dervish praying to a distant and uninterested god of comfort and peace. "Encouraged" must be the wrong word for how I feel, containing as it does that bizarre premodern string "courage," which can't apply to me. Courage? That's a quality of suicidal knights who march into battle against retardedly lopsided odds, and that only happens in stories, right? Courage is bullshit, just another tool of the king (or whatever) to keep the masses docile, like "humility," "work ethic," "heaven," and "not rising up to kill the very small amount of people in charge of keeping you miserable."
Huh? No, I am not advocating revolution as a solution to all-over body aches. But I would advocate just about anything if I thought it had a chance of improving the human (read: my) condition. There are things you can do -- things even I could do -- to make yourself feel physically better: quit smoking, exercise, eat right BARF BARF BARF. But if you take away all the immediate, tangible causes of misery, you are left with nothing to justify the overwhelming horror that remains. I've seen it happen, so have you. Stay focused, set goals. Keep it together. There is no promise, there is no cure. There are only Band-Aids, and everyone knows that Band-Aids don't heal you, they just keep the wound out of sight and clear of dirt. In the meantime, make sure your bed is comfortable, and your living space climate-controlled. Read good books and don't watch too much TV. Then, one day, have some children, which will divert your focus for 18 solid years, robbing you of the luxury of feeling sorry for yourself (ha!). But glaargle! I already have the eyebags of a one-year-old's dad! I already have the fatigue! JUST BRING ME THE DIRTY DIAPERS AND THE ENDLESS EXPENSES! Yes, the solution: I have thunderously failed to take care of myself. Put me in charge of somebody else. 0 comments |
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