I seem to be having tremendous difficulty with my lifestyle.
keep on keepin' on, kiddo.
and while i realize just how condescending that could seem, to the point that if i remember back to the halcyon days of my youth my reaction to such a statement would have been a hearty "fuck you" and a long, hard pull on some type of embalming fluid concoction, the important thing is to be able to laugh at it too.
because regardless of whether it's Man, Nature, or Self that you are currently embattled with/against, the important thing to do is to continue to fight, lest not making you stronger it does Indeed kill you.
listen, i'm not trying to be pollyanna cheerful prick here, optimistic people give me ulcers. i'm just giving you a pep talk akin to the guy at the bar who slurredly states "hey, it could be worse, they could..." and then promptly passes out off his bar stool.
i matriculated some outragsously overly prestigous prick-incubator and graduated from Dick Vitale Community College and i'm doing [cue= visible facial tick] f-f-f-f-ine.
so, to paraphrase the "leader" of a Texas Ufo Death Cult, don't just enjoy that 18 minute alterna chick ballad, enjoy the fuck out of it.
ps- i think she's dreeeeamy too.