Release by Request

It has been said me that I have too little of an interesting blog to read for its void of "bitching." I laughed at this. What exactly is the continued human preoccupation with the negative all about? Well, I'm not going to name anyone directly [Tinica Lynne Steinbacher], but here you are...and I will even try to the best to counter my usual idiosyncracy to be satirical in my "bitching" and be rather direct and truthful.

• I hate that I'm too white and too hairy to even begin to enjoy my time at the beach
• I hate that I am unable to lose approximately 3 (maximum) pounds of belly fat and replace it with muscle
• I hate that my wrists are the size of a two-year olds and that my nose is big and bulbous
• I hate that I keep going on about my body, so I'll change it
  
  
• I hate those certain few in my school system who think they are all that because they have the last name of King, Miller, Lorson, Lazorka, and Wenner and all those assholes who think that sports will make them a living when they can't even win a varsity game
• I hate that I turn off my computer everyday wondering if it will ever function again and the truth that I have no idea exactly what I would lose in the even of the crash
• I hate that MySpace is so popular that it's now uncool and more of a conformist cult than anything else
• I hate the current perverse and backward American Dream because it is only that now, a dream, since it cannot be obtained when retards think that we are "oh so smart" even though we have scores below at least twelve other industrialized countries...and, NO, gross capital does NOT mean we are a great country, a smart country, or a country worth dieing for
• I hate the American school system...I don't even know where to begin, but I will only state that it's backward (in it's most pure form) to even BEGIN to believe that everyone should have the same courses, live up to the same standards, and put up with the same goddamned bullshit everday when each and EVERY individual HUMAN is so totally different from the next with different hobbies, interests, strenghts, weaknesses, likes, and dislikes that I just want to lacerate my gastro-intestinal tract with a WMD
• I hate the Patriot act because it is unpatriotic to spy on your own citizens...duh, you shitholes! And I hate even more those intolerant fucking christans (of course, I can't make such a generalization, but let's just just say THOSE christains) who support a "Free" country by being biased toward a religion and trying to implement it and ingrain it in every single corner of society so that one cannot shit or piss without saying eighteen hail mary's and just sucking it up that America is about neutrality and not majority
• I hate that people support they opinions over pure logic which has been emancipated from opinion, even though it's fact, which just makes them look an inane and perverse ass
• I hate that discussing politics makes my blood-pressure rise, so I'll change it
  
  
• I hate that people that live even more in the middle of nowhere than I do are able to get DSL, even though the internet is my baby, I am its mother, and I give it milk each day, but it keeps biting and biting my rotting and trebit nipple (yes, I made trebit up...woops, satire...)
• I hate hating things. I am a positive person by nature and I hate this list. Looking at the size of it (insofar as this) makes me sick and want to curl up in a corner in the fetal position to suck my thumb and ponder the meaning of "infinite"
• I hate girls that think that men care so much about their appearance that they complain in that valley-girl accent that their "chartruce chammy doesn't match my $6,000-dollar Louis Vuitton gold-lined duffle and matching colostomy bag"...please catch the drippings, because this is total bullshit at its finest
• I hate that because of the thing in the world that I'd most rather do (listen to my iPod) causes me so much suffering...at almost ANY given time in my day, there is a song in my head. It keeps me from concentrating, studying, paying attention to friends and people of authority, and generally from the world, so much so that I feel almost non-existant and constantly in a dark void, detatched from many situations. I have found the only cure for this is to stop listening to my iPod...an invariably [almost] impossible task to fulfill for more than 48 hours
• I hate most that I have to make this fucking post because I know no one cares about these things I hate, mostly not because they don't care about my well-being, but because they know themseleves that they cannot solve any of these problems, and I cannot hold anyone responsible for this except for genetics...and who the fuck can deal with them...happy?