My life as a bear market...

[kjpepper]

I don't know where this is coming from but lately it seems like anything I invest time and effort into yields nothing in return.

There are exceptions to this of course. I guess this is more indicative of my state of mind than any true statement on what's going on in my life. I just wish I wasn't constantly haunted by the feeling that I waste time, waste money, waste space, waste oxygen. And of course, at the end of that fun little progression is the feeling that quite technically my very existence is someone's inconvenient fuck up. Which doesn't make sense and really is just my own self-pity/indulgence/hatred talking... but why do the meaner of my little voices see fit to bring this up every single time? I mean, if someone tells you this shit enough times, of course you're going to start believing it.

mrrrph.

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concluded

[gossamer-gull.livejournal.com]

...snow, snowball, snowbank, snowbelt, snowberry, snowbird, snow blindness, snowblower, snowboard, snowbound, snowbrush, snowcap, snow cone, snow crab, Snowden, snowdrift, snowdrop, snowfall, snow fence, snowfield, snowflake, snow goose, snow job, snow leopard, snow line, snowmaker, snowmaking, snowman, snowmelt, snowmobile, snowmobiling, snow-on-the-mountain, snowpack, snow pea, snow plant, snowplow, snow pudding, snowcape, snowshed, snowshoe, snowshoe hare, snowslide, snowstorm, snowsuit, snow thrower, snow tire, snow under, snow-white, snowy, snowy egret, snowy owl, snub, snubber, snubby, snub-nosed, snuck, snuff, snuffbox, snuffer, snuffle, snuffy, snug, snuggery, snuggle

Snease snon't sneel snad, Snandee. Sni snill snove snou snery snuch! *snug*

editorial note (Webster would be so ashamed of me....)

[gossamer-gull.livejournal.com]

snowcape = snowscape

Permission slip

[birkwelch.livejournal.com]

You don't have to believe something just because somebody tells you that thing a whole bunch of times. The voices in my head once spent two full months (not counting weekends and holidays) trying to convince me that I was a giraffe. I never quite bought into it, despite my increased proclivity to eat acacia leaves and go gallivanting about on the plains.

Point is: you can believe something else, namely that whoever (or whatever part of yourself) is telling you this shit is high on crack (or is smoking acacia leaves, if you prefer...)