Saturday, 01 September 2012
Some girls passed me as I was jogging this morning - one was power walking and she was still going faster than me. My male ego, or what's left of it, was crying out from the pain of humiliation, but they didn't pass me THAT fast, so I got to watch their butts bouncing ahead of me. Yummy. Well, if I was thin and my big muscular thighs weren't rubbing together as I ran, I'd show them a thing or two, yes I would. I just hope all this meat hanging off my bones comes in handy someday. It probably will when a hoard of starving college kids overwhelms me and gnaws it off my bones. THEN I'll be contributing to the common good.
Spent yesterday afternoon and evening downloading and watching videos about the coming collapse of everything. I'm trying to keep myself in that frame of mind more because it gives me the energy to keep preparing my mind for what lies ahead. If I watch my girlie K and Jpop videos, I get all soft and spongy and want to be loved. Being loved is not an option for me these days. Yes, indeed, I accept it if it comes my way, like from some of the wonderful people here on Xanga, but I can't go a-lookin' for it. I'm preparing myself for the worst case scenarios that may come my way, like girls running faster than me to get to the road kill. I'll have to be more cunning and use my experiences to outwit them. "Oh look, there's Justin Beaver," I'll yell in order to distract them. Or throw some shiny stuff on the ground 'cause girls like shiny things and will stop to investigate them. Hmm, I wonder if I put some tin foil and glitter on my pecker if that would attract them. Or just wrap money around it - I KNOW that would work.
Anyhow, it seems that Isreal may attack Iran soon, some say before December. That should trigger WWIII. Maybe it will be just in time for Christmas. "Oh mommy, look at that bright star in the sky." "Yes son, that's the Star of Dav..." Her words are cut short as an incandescent white light fills the night sky and illuminates their village one last time...