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Drama: Bad Luck at Bargain Prices |
Posted by
Dolorosa on Wednesday, November 24, 2004 - 03:03 PM PST
Someone once told me that "shit happens." It's a common enough phrase, I mean, hell...who hasn't heard that or said that at least once in their lives, if not several times. I'm writing now to correct this casual mistatement, to add a bit of vital info that's typically omitted. Shit doesn't just happen, Shit happens wholesale.
A better way, mebbe' an easier way of saying it is bad things come in three, but this too is an understatement. Bad luck, nasty karma, whatever it is is more like an entropic domino effect. Everythings going fine, or just going...then something trips, and sets off a chain reaction, a downward spiral that draws in anything and everything into a small maelstrom of not-so-happy events. Third law of thermo-dynamics is a bitch ya?
My own life at the moment is a nifty example of this. Things are puttin' along as they usually are, I'm getting away with all sorts of things that I shouldn't, I've always been lucky like that, then "click." Mojo goes off and it starts.
A little unpleasantness at first, something stunning but dealable. Immediatly after this small unpleasantness, several equally small but unconnected crappy things happen. My hair won't stay straight, I lose a shoe, some ass gives me grief at the bus stop etc. At first these are just annoying, and add to a growing fugue of depression, but as time passes, it gets a bit more acute and vicious. Things start falling apart, emotions and intentions go sour with alarming frequency. Every new day is the mother of some interesting new manner of humiliation.
At first I just figured, well...something shitty happens and in turn, everything else just seems shitty too. I thought maybe I was just refusing to have a good day. But I've observed it in others too, not just people, but in everything that might be thought of as a systemic entity, even if it's conceptual.
America's government is a good example of this. Something really sucky happens, then all of a sudden, numerous little sucky things start happening...as time passes, these little motes of suckitude become more and more pronounced until it's all one big giant miasma of suckosity. In the middle of it all, the government decides to have an inquiry into the source of all this suck. What do they discover? Surprise! Everything sucks, at a base and unqauntifiable level for the most part. Bleagh.
Entropy is the ingrained tendency of all things ordered to decay. Bodies become decrepit, evolutionary cycles become twisted, religions become fractured and obscure, thought patterns become diaphanous and just plain damn weird. Everything falls apart.
Entropy my friends...is goth as fuck.
In any case, life is being particularly shitty to me as of late, and instead of fighting against a new wave of depression I've decided to just roll with it. I'm sure somewhere it's cool to be perpetually depressed, like a light-switch stuck in the off position.
Mebbe' theres a good side to it though, perhaps if the law of Entropy exists, than there is a counter to it...a Happy-juice or something. The best I can figure though is that ordered things have a habit of forming out of dissolute chaos or something. Meh...I forgot where I was going with this.
In summary, Shmeng begets Shmeng.
And by this I conclude, that this week is shitty, and not getting any better.
Argh.
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Re: Bad Luck at Bargain Prices
by gothicmorman (litty_klj@hotmail.com)
on Dec 04, 2004 - 06:38 PM
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well at least shit is something i can afford. i find that bad things always come in combo's - three for the price of one. like most recently i was going along fine and my period comes which in itself is not good but it was one of the really bad ones where i started to go really pale and couldn't see well so i went to the office to lie down but never made it out of the room, fainted backwards and smashed my head on the counter (it was in the foods room so like a kitchen counter) not so much fun. for the record i do eat, i am not aneamic (sp), and my iron is fine. it was because of my period, believe me. you would think of course that me being myself would know these things but no, the first aid guy is an ass and decided not to, he is talking at me and i say 'i think i might throw up' so they give me a garbage can and he just keeps talking and talking and talking anyway, he is pretty sure that i should go see a doctor just because it was a major health type of event etc etc and then my mother belived him although she has not said anything since the day of the accident. the doctor now is the second bad part, not only will i have to go visit some stranger and let him or her poke me while i sit naked or mostly naked getting more and more annoyed but then the still obvious cuts on my arms will be exposed and of course the mother will end up finding out which I really dont want, ironically enough just as I am truely becoming commited to stopping the cycle of stupid self destructive behaviour. not good. hopefully though i won't have to go to the doctor, miracles can happen. anyway that was too long and i will probably get flamed but oh well, shit does come wholesale...
the ruthless
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