Rumfork Sages

I have been milling this over and over for about a week now, not counting any previous times I've thought about it, and I can't come up with any explanation as to why life can go so sour so quickly and why it can't be the other way around. I'm not going to make this big depressing post because that would be a waste of time for me to write and you to read. I've done it too many times before. So why? If this universe was created by a god of some sort then why would s/he make it possible for someone to feel so much pain? Don't give me all that 'it's a test of your faith' bull crap. If someone wants to test my faith they shouldn't do everything wrong that is possible and still expect me to wake up with a smile on my face.

And if there is no god, if this universe was just created by whatever weird theory they're talking about now with planets crashing together and life starting or specs of dust exploding due to great pressure and some sort of life starting or something to that effect, then why is it so important that we live out our lives. There is obviously no real point to life either way. I can't think of any reason. This is turning into the post I didn't want it to be.

The point is that no one really knows what the point is. You've really got to wonder what life is all about. It's nice and all to have fun things to do, bowling, traveling, observing nature, eating cake, farting, what have you, but you can't enjoy any of that if you're unhappy so we are back to the pointless factor.

In other news, I am also considering taking a break from the world wide web. I am going to write out a schedule type of thing for myself and try to stick to it. Will this happen? eh, probably not. The lovely Dollar General is losing another employee, one of my closest companions for the last two years(another reason life just sucks right now), and there is news that Jughead is attempting to get back in with us. JUST WHAT WE NEED! This all just means that I will be working, most likely, overtime x2. While it is good money it is not what I can handle and the internet has proven to be the best relief of my stress.Oh, internet, what would I do without you?

I am trying to think of a good way this will go. There has to be something.

OH! No, there is nothing. Yes there is. It seems that this person that I recently had relations with is finally going to send my belongings to me. I mean, what's it been, exactly three months today that we have been apart, and almost two years since we've physically been apart, so it will be nice to have some part of that life back. However, I am afraid that it is too late and that my stuff is gone. That would suck. It took me five months to pay off the computer that I left there. That's the good thing about feeling like crap. I feel less of a need to hold back what I say. I mean, that's not always a good thing but in this case it worked.

I feel a song coming on, but I will spare you.

As for Fork(), I will talk to you in private. THIS IS A PUBLIC THANK YOU FOR BEING A GOOD FRIEND.

Everyone that reads this should search on a certain video hosting site for Monty Python videos, including Silly Walks, Cheese Shop, and I Want To Report A Burglary.

Thank you and good night!