Coffee Thoughts in the Morning!

Alrighty, so I've got five minutes to blurt out whatever the fuck is going through my head, so let's not waste this learning moment. I'm fucking tired as shift from the shift I've got with Amazon, and god DAMNED I'm fucking exhausted as shit. Seriously, I'm just flat out beat, but the money's good, and hours are fantastic and I'm learning a lot bout the whole thing. That being said, I do have a few quips about the whole thing and while I'm pretty sure nothing's going to make sense, because fuckit I'm not talking about that, I'm talking about nachos, fuck I'm distracted easily, why am I sitting on a couch cushion, oh yeah.... Fuck it.... 

My burrito was a hamster. Annnnd then it wasn't. I don't know what's going to pop out today, and frankly, NOT GIVIN A FUCK! Why? i dunno, maybe it's because people want to talk to me all the fucking time when I need to be writing so that way, I can go about my day as if nothing'swrong, but I know there's something wrong, because like it or not, I've got a family that cares about me. And yet, they drive me crazy wanting to talk to me JUST as I'm about to sit down I tell em what's been working for me, and they dirupt that by going, FUCK THAT BOOSHIT! YOU DOING THIS NOW! and it's very frustrating for me, that one place I have control, is slowluy becoming the one place where I don't. I need this sense of control because it gives me some sort of power over my life, some sort of chice I can make on my own without having to feel pressurized, stop doing that, stop doing this, fuck all of you. I'm going to do my thing, because that's wh...

God I fucking love coffee! Seriously, nothing more satisfying in the mornings then hcocking down some random shit I no longer care about writing. Well, not that topic anymore, I don't write these morning blogs just to be all philosophical and shit, I write them to just fucking say what's on my mind, and there's not really much on my mind, no, really! I used to try and make sense of the world, try to unlock it's various dick shaped puzzles, and try to be something more than my mind actually was: Infinite confuckled about everything stupid and trying to be more intelligent than a methed out gerbil being stupid funny on a facebook live of a Captain Hook porn parody where no one's having fun, and everything just seems fucked. More or less, I'm sure the clown in the corner, sadly jacking it to a rendition of "hurt me more" by the Sugarpops and Daddy6969 is truly just wonderful. Outside of that, I drink coffee and slap my face against the keyboard bec...

I've always wondered what gerbils thought abvout when they go through those weird as fuck habitrails, like are they thinking "FUCK THIS BULLSHIT AGAIN, ME AND THEB OYS ARE BREAKING OUT TONIGHT!" only to realize moments later that the boys are a bowl of pellets and a squeaky ball they've been humping to death? These are the stupid thoughts I have as I struggle to comprehend the world of today. not in the way most people would when trying to interpret the stupid things they witness, but rather the greatness of the universe as it cracks down on the rampant stupidity, as if Idiocy itself were the cocaine of the mind. Which, I guess in a way, it is really is! but im not even thinking clearly, I don't like thinking clearly, or logically in the mornings, it's become my crux, my weakness, my way of dumbing down my own thoughts in hopes of having an empathetic ephnay, which is what I've been trying to do from the very start of this thing I guess. From the day...

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I'm kinda fucking pissed, I'm gonna be random like a fuck fly fucking a fucker fucking a fuck shop with none left in stock, and have a garage sale with as little fucks as possible, because in this day and age, where fucks are less prevalent that fucking shit balled turd bur-gal bur-galling a burger shop, there ain't nothing like the fucking fucks who fucked a fucker in the fucking fucked, but that fucking fucked is fucking shit up for the other fuckers who previously fucked them up in the fucked past. Maybe i don't fucking care if you can't understand just what the fuck I'm talking about, and maybe I don't care, maybe I'm just angry cause a fucking sandwich didn't fucking last as fucking long as I wanted it to, and there's nothing wrong with a vague as fuck post, decrying the evils of FUCKING FRENCH FRIES! THEIR POTATOES, ON FUCKING DIETS! CAN YOU SEE THE ANAL RETENTIVENESS OF THIS POST!? Are you not aware that sometimes, smart people just need...