In the past 96 hours I’ve only slept 18 and I feel fine – but when this manic phase passes I’m going to crash and burn. A major advantage of having tons of energy is that you can get a lot done. The major disadvantage from manic energy is that it’s feeding off of your body’s reserves until there’s nothing left. And then you feel like shit – mentally, physically, and emotionally.
Yay for genetics!
Despite my mania, I haven’t done much writing in the past week and a half. Normally my manic phases cause me to drop four blogs and 30 pages of writing a day but instead my energy has been devoted to several projects that need to be done but aren’t as fulfilling as pumping out two months of writing in seven days.
A major positive of my manic phases is that they’re not as severe and so not as draining. The drawback to that is that I rarely experience the euphoria that more severe manics experience. AND my depressive cycle is severe rather than matching the manic in its “manic-light” nature. Both ends of the spectrum are a major deviation from my norm as I’m rather even keeled unless provoke for a long period of time. It’s like poking a turtle with a stick.
Now you might be thinking “How is that anything like poking a turtle with a stick? The turtle will just hole-up in his shell and continued poking won’t change his behavior.” And you’d be right if you weren’t so terribly wrong. See, if you poke a turtle long enough he’ll pop his head out and say “Son of a bitch! Seriously, kid – don’t you have anything better to do? And yes I can bloody talk! Get the hell away from me before God drops flamethrower-toting turtles from on high to punish your obviously bored self. Gravy on a baby duckling you’re annoying!”
And then the turtle will scratch an image of someone flipping you off in the dust and slowly move away – you’ll hear his grumbling for a while because turtles, despite being able to talk, are still very, very slow. They’re also sensitive about their speed and weight so don’t bring up either or they’re curse you out in ways you’ve never even considered – their vocabulary is extensive.
Turtles aside, I kind of feel like crawling into a shell and waiting to be poked until rabid madness sets in. The West is determined to tank itself using methods proven to tank countries in the former U.S.S.R., China, North Korea, and South and Central America. We’re also frequently putting the fox in charge of the hen house and wondering why all the chickens are either dead or in need of heavy doses of happy pills. Somehow we seem to think the dead chickens were depressed and committed suicide and that the still living are merely distraught or crazy. For some odd reason some of them keep acting like a predator is in the area…
Sotomayor – sexist, racist, and a good liar. But that’s okay because she’s also a wise Latina woman who knows better than the white men. After all, it was the stupid white men who wrote the Constitution she and her sponsors are so eager to edit for grammatical errors – I hear they made a lot of references to “freedom” when they meant to write “freedom to tax people.” The Bill of Rights also needs editing to update it for modernity – we can’t have all those stuffy, white guys in wigs telling us what to do. We’re far more evolved than they were – stupid, powdered monkeys! I’ve seen an early copy of the new Bill and here is the only right that didn’t get axed: the right to tax the crap out of people. It should be noted that there’s an asterik next to that sentence within the actual document and it leads down to an explanation that the government literally wants all your money and your crap too and that crap is loosely defined as all your stuff and your feces.
Apparently they like to roll in it and throw it at people they don’t like.
But back to Judge Soaracist. She IS going to be on the supreme court because she could literally shoot one of the white guys “interrogating” her this week and the Dems would applaud “justice in action” – obviously the execution was in order because Republicans share a party with former President Jr. McBlamedforeverything. We’re halfway through July and Bush is STILL getting blamed for things that a) Obama has done or b) Obama could change if he didn’t like what was going on. Congress practically fights over who gets to kiss his ass next so what he wants he gets. The Republican Party castrated itself before 2006 six so we shouldn’t be surprised by how impotent they are now. They can’t stop Obama from sitting a biased judge on our highest court.
Palin is still getting crucified for her comment about being able to see Russia from her house but Sotomayor can get away with something that’d tank a white man’s career if he made the statement in reverse. It upsets me a great deal that Conservatives and Republicans can say and/or do something stupid and the media frenzies like shark in bloody water but Liberals and Democrats receive a slap on the hand or a pass.
But here are the top 20 reasons you should disregard everything I say.
1. I’m male.
2. I’m not female.
3. I don’t want to be female.
4. I’m a Christian.
5. I have faith and I practice it…most of the time.
6. I’m descended from Europeans of the pale variety.
7. I’m a racist because I’m white which means I’m a Nazi – my nearly black hair, brown eyes, and mixed heritage are totally what they wanted!
8. I’m a sexist crazed with sex and power because I’m male. I’m only good for killing spiders, lifting things, and sending off to die in wars.
9. I’m an uneducated knuckle-dragger because I believe in God. I’m probably inbred too.
10. I’m not a Latina.
11. I’m very similar to those retards who founded this nation and died by the thousands in various wars to keep her free.
12. I’m rumored to be related to Nixon. This is not a joke.
13. I’m a baby-killer – once an Army brat, always a baby-killing, hippie-hating monster. Hippies don’t kill babies – the Razor Stork of Free Love does. His turn-ons are fishing, fishing, eating fish, eating babies, and hypocrisy.
14. I’m 25 and I haven’t had sex – which means I’m obviously a liar, a sex-fiend, and a future rapist.
15. I listen to Metal. And as my grandmother would tell you, that means I’m a liar, a sex-fiend, a future rapist, and forgiven for everything but the music for which I will burn eternally.
16. I make typos and I can’t place commas properly – this obviously means I’m lesbian trapped in a man’s body. Don’t question it – you’ll only hurt yourself when you stumble over my impenetrable fortress of logic! The guards are squirrels in carefully knitted sweaters!
17. I suffer from Depression which means, if you’ve watched the news, I’m going to go on a shooting spree any day now. I obviously don’t feel lethargic and like nothing matters when depression sets in.
18. I’m a capitalist. I obviously want women in the kitchen (if they’re making sandwiches for me I can keep enslaving non-whites), gays in the closet, and minorities mowing my lawn or acting as shoes.
19. I disagree with Obama which means I’m a bomb-making, right-wing extremist. Fortunately I pack my bombs with candy, unicorn giggles, and bunnies bent on hugging the cancer out of sick children.
20. Last but not least – I’m right handed. And seeing as I favor my right hand I must be a conservative and conservatives are all the spawn of a drunken fling between Ann Colter and Rush Limbaugh. Of course sex for conservatives consists of a handshake but they high-fived when Colter said she lost a pound and Limbaugh said he found it in a bottle of pain killers that he swallowed whole because he enjoys the taste of plastic and sorrow. Then they had sex because Colter’s favorite word is “sorrow” and then she swallowed him whole so she’d have the energy reserves to lay her clutch of eggs.
The End.
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