Saturday, June 12, 2010

It's Actually Flitwick

Wallowing in self-pity is a bit like playing near a tar pit. First you stick your toe in and it feels nice and warm. And before you know it you're neck deep in shit and the more you struggle the deeper you sink.

I made it pretty clear from the beginning that this blog would be "an outlet for my emotions." Read: This blog is meant for me to whine and occasionally talk about cute boys and pretty clothes.


My new boat shoes.

Every once
in a while, readers feel the need to tell me to stop being so "emo." That's just not possible. My life is too depressing and I never claimed to be a strong person. I had hoped that my personal doubts and inner struggles would be interesting and endearing and cute. I certainly don't want to drag all of you into the tar pit with me. In fact, I get a sense of fulfillment when my readers derive enjoyment out of my miserable existence. If that's not your thing and you want a light-hearted read, go follow some gay middle-schooler who only has to worry about passing trigonometry and figuring out how to masturbate. Or go here or here.

And as for the person who called me a fuckwit, I have to say thank you. Hearing the word fuckwit cheered me up because it sounded like a professor's name from Harry Potter. (This is one of those people who have to use British slang to sound intelligible.) And here is usually where I would say something mean about you. But since I don't actually care enough to read your blog or follow your incessant chattering on twitter, I don't know anything about you and wouldn't even know where to begin.

But you definitely took my mind off things.

10 comments:

Eye said...

There's no reason why you should "stop being emo", people shouldn't tell you what to write about in your blog... hell, they shouldn't tell you how to feel about life anyways... fuck them

and flitwick... that made me lol...

Logan said...

I just don't know if I really like boat shoes? Aren't shoes so aggravating? I feel like it is way too hard to find a decent style of shoe or sneakers.

Straight Guy from NYC said...

If you are a "fuckwit" than we must change its definition to "fuck, he's witty".

Mike said...

Thanks for clearing up the intensions of your blog. No insight on the Euro debt crisis then, huh? Later!

dccised said...

Logan: my only issue with them are that they are 1 size smaller than my regular shoe and still too big

Mike: personally i feel Greece's debt crisis will end in default. i don't really see their economy making great strides to get out of this whole. but Europe's woes will be more or less contained because the U.S. and Asia's economies seem poised for growth this year.

but who cares, really.

Tommy said...

At least you have enough readers to complain about you, thats something.

I tried to get boat shoes and they just hurt my feet.

Dan said...

That frat blog just hurt to read. Forget the horrible grammar, the content is just bad.

The Illustrious D said...

I'm guessing I speak for a few others when saying that emotional commonality was the first thing that drew me to this blog. Everyone else can suck it hard. You emo all over their faces, baby.

In Search Of said...

I derive enjoyment from your general existence as well. It doesn't as miserable as you make it out to be. or maybe because we're in the same rut.

Anonymous said...

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