The Days of Blah

I want a new job. I don't want to be alone anymore. I want a new life cause this one sucks. I wonder if anyone even gives a rat ass anymore. I'm so tired I don't know what to do anymore. I wonder if anyone will remember me when my birthday comes around. will anyone bother to remember me period? Sometimes I doubt it, othertimes not. Nothing bad has happened to stir up these feelings, but that is kind of the problem. NOTHING has happened, even when I do break out of my shell and try to make it happen. I'm about ready to throw in the towell, call it quits and be resigned to the fact I'll always be alone and an outsider to most everyone else. Fuck it all. Fuck you!

P.S. I'm glad I got that out of my system and I feel somewhat better already. Please return to your regular programing, and pay no heed to a bitter old soul.