So… I was sick at the start of February, and now I’m sick again. I had a cold, and now I have the flu…even though I did get my fly shot this year. Moments like this are proof that the universe is a bitch.
There’s no real existential meaning to this post or lesson to be learned. It’s just me, being pissy. I hate being sick (obviously) and it’s especially bad when you’re in sick in a frigid winter (duh) and to get the flu right after a cold is absolute hell. The doctor did write me a note though saying I’m contagious for five days and should work from home next week… So, silver linings?
So, what should I do? Any recommendations? Anything good on Netflix I should check out? I’m sick and dying and probably only have 48 hours left to live before the flu removes my soul from this wretched mortal coil. How shall I spend it?
Anyways, it was nice knowing everyone. If you never hear from me again, just know it was the flu that killed me. And let this be proof to everyone that life is an empty hellhole just waiting to consume you.
~ The Dark Horse
(No, this wasn’t proofread. I have the flu. I shouldn’t have to proofread while I’m on my deathbed, that just isn’t fair.)
So, just when I thought life was getting good. I was getting all excited for the holidays. Work was going well. But then…
Our hot water stopped working.
So, I go upstairs to the unit above me to ask them if they’ve lost hot water too. We get to talking, and I discover that our apartment units are actually much cheaper than my roommate had told me. Turns out, he’s been charging me an extra $300 a month.
So, I confront him about it, and he says I either have to pay the higher price, or move out. He feels entitled to upcharge the rooms. He think he deserves my money. He feels no remorse, and I’ve seen him advertising the room on Craigslist, and he’s trying to overcharge whoever replaces me too.
But, is anyone surprised? Would my life go any other way? Literally, no matter what I do, or how hard I try, things go wrong. I get fucked over. I get treated like shit. For 3 days now, we haven’t had hot water, and me and my roommate haven’t spoken.
I’m desperately looking for a new place to live. Once again…
I’m tired. I’m tired of everything going wrong. I’m tired of being used. I’m tired of having no on there to help me, to support me, to care about what’s going on.
And so, it’s time to plot my revenge.
~ The Dark Horse
So the other week I made a post about how the daily grind is killing us and I feel like it came off as really crazy. Like in an “I was an old man yelling at kids for being in his lawn” type of way. And then wouldn’t you know it…. a few days ago I open the paper and what article do I see? THE DAILY GRIND IS KILLING YOU was the title, and it was staring me right in the face. And to make things even better, the study was conducted in my home state. (Great job Ohio….you bunch of fuckers).
Anyways the study says that hating your job during your 20’s and 30’s leads to increased health issues in your 40’s and beyond. Stress and misery it seems, is literally going to kill us.
So what does this mean for us? Well for me, it means I need to live my life. I need to not settle for things I don’t want. Bad jobs that bore me to death and that are beneath me need to stop. I can’t keep picking the lowest hanging fruit simply because I fear failing.
And furthermore, look: If being stressed and miserable at work kills us, I’m sure that being stressed and miserable in all other aspects of our life is also killing us. Those of us who are struggling in life: The depressed, the anxious, the scared, the abused, the all-around miserable. We need to fight so hard so we don’t end up as just another statistic in this study.
Im not ready to give up and dammit neither should you guys!
Fight on my friends!
~The Dark Horse