Something touching here.

Three frames. I like it. I follow William Gibson on twitter and its amazing how on to it that man is. This another of his recommendations.

This article. If they weren't teenagers I would care more. As they are governed by their hormones and over react at everything, they get no credit from me. And I know what you're thinking, "but you were a teenager once, and not just any teenager, one of the really annoying ones" to which I reply, "I know, that's why I feel I have the authority to call 'Bullshit' on them". Selfish little fuckers. I like how his dad appeals to them but they know whats right because they are teenagers. No wonder so many of them end up pregnant.

Then there is the article about Zuckerberg, the facebook founder. You know what? Nobody cares. I really have to stop reading The Age because the quality of journalism is almost worse than the Herald Sun. The Age is worse in general though, because it is all about appealing to the left wing neo-liberal hipsters and telling them how progressive they are and everyone else is falling behind. Fart sniffers the lot of them. Personally, I could not give a shit if Zuckerberg ate a koala. If anything, I'm jealous. I wonder what it tastes like? My guess is not very good, but I can only assume that the secret lies in how you cook it.

I remember having a lot more to say when I was thinking about this on the weekend. Turns out that no, I probably don't.

I'm looking at this website and I'm seeing all these pictures of people having fun. Pages and pages of happy faces. I feel really left out, like that if I were to die today and everyone was to go through my photos they would only find one of two pictures of me having fun. I don't know what it is at the moment, I just feel like I'm missing out on something. Life, for instance.

So I have been over 3 months without any alcohol now. It's kind of ok. I miss it incredibly. I really wish I could drink but it fucks with my headaches so hard that it's just not worth it. I spent 4 hours at a bar on Saturday night, but not just any bar, my favorite bar in all of Melbourne. Tasted one persons drink, a Negroni, which was prettier than it was tasty, but really, I guess that could be said about a lot of things. But it was hard, I tells you, it was hard to be there and not drink. Conversation seems to flow much easier for everyone. People are funnier. Lights seem cleaner and without the blur. Things don't seem so impossible with the fortification of alcohol. Ask yourself, when was the last time you got laid sober? It's such an ingrained part of our culture that its almost impossible to avoid.

And then it leads to violence because we are an angry young race with little or no self control. We are angry but we don't know why and we want to release these emotions but we don't know how. We are fucked and there's no saving us.