"was it me?" "let me think about that for awhile.."

Have you ever been asked the familiar question, Was it me? or is it because of me?
What IS your answer to that? YES! it was you! it was always you! you ARE/WERE the one!

It try and not, as much as humanly possible ask "the question" it is annoying to say the least!!

Was it me? Naaahhh it was someone else.. A ninja jumped out of the bushes and did it! Aliens travel a couple of light years and through a couple of worm holes to do it! it was preplanned, god wanted it to happen! you? never in a million years! How DARE you insinuate that you thought that i thought that it was you! Frankly my dear, I'm a bit offended! Im Very offended! Im raging mad! raving mad even! ranting mad!

Nothing a little more jesus juice wont solve..

Cheers..

The mess cleaner..

Thats what I am..
The designated sweeper of the streets of mental filth..
Go ahead, come to me with all your problems and insignificant squabbles..
I have literally ALL the time in the world to hear your nonsense out and give you all solutions to the rubbish you'll are going through..

Cause I exist in an alternate dimension of time and space.. where I have no real worries and I have no problems.. so feel free, please..

But really, like honestly, I love listening to your problems, all of you..
It gives me a glimpse into the lives I did not chose to live..
So instead of pointing at laughing at my antisocial nature, of how I'd just rather sit alone and read a book than drink, at how i'd rather meet a random person for a date than meet any of you, of how I'd just rather stay home alone for 5 days than invite you all over, just for a second rethink what it is that you are living..
it certainly isn't a life.. not a very fulfilling life.. If it was, the shoe would've been on the other foot..
Wouldn't it?

Home alone and half a bottle of wine later.

Now it comes to my attention, not as a surprise i might add, that i HAVE been neglecting you, my most treasured asset, my audience
*looks around to an empty auditorium*
The reason being, i do not cherish stepping on other peoples toes..
And my thought process and in turn speech, invariably that..
Just call my desmond, the boy who hurts.

But well, there comes a time in every mans *read:boy* life, when he goes, ahhhhhh fuck it.
So the theme of my blog is a bit changed from this post..
This used to be a place where i could bounce my ideas of a future me.. Just in case i evolve my current notions and ideas, i'd one day like to have a thought-map showing me where exactly it evolved from..
This is now going to be a testament of the stupidity i encounter.. Mostly because honestly, I've had it. I have.. I'm done with this nice guy nonsense. Whatever gave people that idea.

So consider this post fair warning... If you're going to be illogical around me in a way that wastes my brain wave, you WILL be featured on here..

In the immortal words of Jim Reeves,
"Adios Amigos.. Adious my friends.. the road we have traveled has come to an end."