Gentle Readers,
Typically I have something to show aggression towards.. something to rant about.. something to pick apart and dissect... Maybe it's the holiday season, but I gotta tell ya.. I have nothing... No major irritations.. No impatience with the usual suspects.. I mean really.. WHAT THE FUCK... In a small way I feel I have lost my way.. have no purpose.. If I am not here to correct people and to share wisdom.. then what am I supposed to do? So you see, even the ridiculously good looking have problems too.
Perhaps it is time to analyze Brooks.. What makes me the me that I am today.. (I am seriously stepping on a landmine with this one.) Ok.. was born.. cute baby... grew to be cute kid.. was a cute but shy guy in high school.. sorta typical college experience... But during all that... I didn't dislike anyone.. I was extremely polite to EVERYONE. I was honestly happy to meet anyone.. talk to everyone. etc.. Pretty social guy... I suppose as I got older, I lost that lovin feeling.. Don't get me wrong.. I love a great social gathering.. I love my friends... And I like establishing new (but now require interesting) relationships.. I have lost patience with the excess crap.. I have streamlined everything I guess.. I also found that I have typically surrounded myself with those who are more jacked up than I am.. I think I will call it the "Jerry Springer Syndrome" Surround yourself with people FAR more fucked up than you are, you are bound to feel much better about yourself. I am a considerably different person than I was when I was young.. (doesn't that happen to us all) but it was so gradual that I didn't notice it until it struck me one day. From my experiences, people either get me and embrace the oddity that tis me.. or they just don't get it and worry what will happen next... I guess that is part of being a button pusher..
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