My Life Sucks So Bad It’s Scary

•January 27, 2007 • 1 Comment

I decided to start this blog so I’d have somewhere to whine complain about how much my life sucks, and boy does it suck.  I’m in my thirties.  I have a crappy part-time job that doesn’t pay shit.  I live with my parents (and I’ll probably be stuck living with them for a while since they both had debilitating medical thingies and need me to take care of them).  My house is a dump.  My car is a piece of crap.  I don’t have any friends.  I don’t have a girlfriend, and I’ll probably never manage to get one. (There’s a story about that is full of major suckage, but I won’t get into it now.  Maybe tomorrow.)  I’m fat and not particularly handome.  Anytime I try and do anything to improve my life, it just seems to backfire and make things worse.  Sometimes I think there’s a conspiracy of gods, demons, evil spirts, and/or a secret cabal out to get me.  Or maybe it’s some sort of curse.  I don’t know.