01 March 2005

Confession of a Cynic

You know, I'm getting more and more cynical with the passage of time. I drove by one of College City's many sorority mansions this afternoon on my way to campus and uttered a profanity just looking at a couple of party girls dressed up for Monday dinner. This episode leads me to believe that I need:

  • A wife
  • A job that pays moderately well
  • A pint of Guinness
  • A piece of land and some cans to shoot at

    This combination of stress-relieving materials and abstracts would allow me to relieve some of my cynicism. Instead, I'll now load up a Gregorian chant CD and spend two or three hours listening to the Quran. Whoohoo, party time!

    UPDATE: Oh, one more thing. A couple of months ago (before I started blogging) I saw a harbinger of the Apocalypse, something that told me that the anti-Christ was on his way. That anti-Christ? Scott Stapp. That harbinger? Creed released a greatest hits album.

    Creed. Yeah, okay, so I suppose they debuted in what, 1997? So that's... Wait, you have to be kidding me. Creed's been out for seven or eight years? That can't be right...
  • 1 Comments:

    Blogger Lori said...

    OK, so what do you have against Creed? Inquiring minds want to know!

    1:33 AM  

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