Well, Here We Are (how dissapointing)

I'm sure you've all heard the song; Magaritaville. It's this Jimmy Buffet song where ho goes on about how drunk he is and all that jazz. If you haven't, simply direct yourself to the like above. Or below. Wherever the link I posted shows up. You can make it a game if you like, but one way or another, I need you to eventually come back to read this blog. But now we're moving back on the topic.

This magaritaville is a fantastic place, really. There are relationships formed over buckets, jello shots filling the fridge to make it look like it belonged in a rave, depressingly heart wrenching stories and frighteningly happy people telling them, but above it all, there are the pictures of your brother passed out on a chair downstairs with party hats and chips all over his face. Now, I'm going to focus on the depressing stories in order to include myself in this blog, because I know firsthand how great it is to suck people down to your own plane of existence, all the while feeling better and better about it. I don't know if the downers and I actually put Annie in the place we were looking for, but it certainly felt it. And let me tell you, it was an experience that I would not miss for...well, a lot of things. I'm not going to say that I wouldn't miss it for the world, since that would be an exaggeration and that would give you reader(s?) the idea that I tell fabrications when I blog about these things. But yes, I would rather not miss such an opportunity such as the one previously mentioned due to the feeling of greatness you get when you attempt to teach someone how much god really does hate you and your group of friends. Like, imagine there is a new race discovered that's been living underground. They have no war, no drugs or diseases. Think of an underground 1950s America without the communist threat. If they emerged one day and somehow found a way to speak to us, teaching them the ways of our would would be the funnest thing that I have ever done, and the reason of that is the reaction they're going to give. Most likely, they're going to tunnel back underground and never, ever come back up again, and I don't know why, but that would give me a warm fuzzy feeling knowing that we now have not only more people hating us, but an entire new RACE that avoids us. Think of the possibilities! But that most likely didn't help with your understanding of the subject and all this typing was for naught. But don't worry, there's always a new blog for you to try and wrap your tiny little mind around.