What novel, you rasp? This one of course. See you are expecting some boring piece of garbage filled with boring predictability like characters, plot, meaning and other related drivel, but I have really outsmarted you this time! According the the painstaking H Q Picadilly Strunket rules of style, all you need for a novel is 200 hundred straight pages of words, be they composed on paper, papyrus, velvet, cellophane, baseball cards, hummingbird skins, or whatever medium you happen to have hand at present. SO I am almost there! I really never thought I would do it. Of course I now have to dedicate myself to the arduous task of knitting all this sewage together into a single handsome collectors edition format computer file, but this task should be a mere basket of baubles compared to the work I have already completed. I may just rent a hamster for a weekend and let the beast exercise her lily paws on the keyboard to finish this thing off. The only difference that cold possibly noted could be the sharp erudition of the hamster.
Burroughs cutting method? Hah! For sissies! This loot is numenally cut! Saves loads of labor! I can pad it out with rarely seen Bazooka Joe strips and no one would be any the wiser...
Onthe subject of cutting, I think that it would have been better if the cutting had only been the beginning. He should have then buttered it up, put it in a blender, and fried it on an open flame before lovingly ladling it onto his editor' red pen.. It would have been similar nonsense, but at least it would have been delicious. Another book that is cutting resistant: The Bible. no one can mess with the transcendental cutting techniques obviously in operation there...Who would believe me if I plead that this shining parchment was the result of randomly collecting scattered typeset that had been skydiving the night before... I didn't think so...
Well anyway, here is the editorial for today, to try to bring you back to reality. You evidently have trouble controlling your imagination. Haiti. Need I say more? What can be done for these poor people. Of course they are just acute sufferers of the human condition. BAH! you snort behind narrowed eyes, overstuffed in your armchair. What the duat is he talkin' about now? You sit there, satisfied and self-possessed, encaged by your seductive mistress extra sodium pork rinds, and sincerely believe that is could never happen to you, as you shrewdly plotted to live in a locality that hasn't experienced an earthquake since the time of North American mountain building, that is, well before you were born. And you are right. But as you reach in satisfaction for the the last lonely rind, you are seized by the pain representing your accumulated pork rind slaughtering karma, and dissolve into a fine goo on your living room rug. Food for thought.
Monday, January 18, 2010
Saturday, August 29, 2009
The Month of Virgo
Here they are, those relished readings of the stars, put into plain language that anyone can't understand.. ANTIMATTER ASTROLOGY for the Month of Virgo...
Aries, the Active Loafer. You feel sick this month. You are. But that doesn't mean that anyone gives an asteroid chip about it. Calm down. Do you think that you are the only person who has ever been sick? Maybe it is all in your head. Actually it is a malignancy in your colon. It could also be that your heart needs filtering after all the junk you have poured into it. Get organized.
Taurus, the Stolid Knit Picker. You just love this time of year. Sure everything and everyone is still as disorganized as ever, but this month you are feeling righteous and having a blast kicking them and life to pieces. Who cares? Why don't you come up with an elaborate explanation for your own worthlessness instead? You could fall in love with a specialist this month, but if they vary a fraction from perfection they are ashcanned with cheerful insouciance. The human race has been destroyed and you have the dump to yourself! Have some more candy!
Gemini, The Vacillating Mass of Confusion. You really hate this month. Everyone is using their intelligence, and you seem to have less of it, for some reason. The secret is that your brand of intelligence is unpopular right now, and I won't tell the world that all yours amounts to is spinning quick circles going nowhere and putting down others that can't think as fast as you can. Then when they carefully consider what you said later they realize that you don't have a clue. A good time to make an exhasutive list of how to die, or research your fussbudget family roots.
Cancer, The Wishywashy Worrywart. You are actually one of the sharpest tongued memers of the zodiac, and that will amusingly boil to a head this month. You feel you are making constructive criticism, but who cares? Don't you think others have as leas as much brains as you and can figure out their own problems? Why don't you write it all down, and then burn it as offering to the ineffable Goddess Kali. Beter yet, just be quiet. Silence is prudent and golden this month. You are at your most exciting when you are not saying a word anyway. You are beyond words.
Leo, The Arrogant Valumeister. You know it all, that is you own it all. If only everyone else had the same values and priorities as you did, then we would all be the same kind of pain in the neck. but of course we are different kinds. You are very discriminating in what you have. It is the best and nothing else. If you have nothing at all you spend your time roaring about the foolish things that others have and value. Thanks. Why don't you buy some medical apparatus this month, and then test it on yourself. Good kitty.
Virgo, the Modest Perfection. Happy Birthday! You are the center of all of our troubles this month. Imagine taking ego satisfaction from tearing others to shreds. That is what the colon, your ruler, does, and that is what you do to us. You digest us and excrete the waste. But it is always waste. You ultimately want to destroy everything. You don't like anything, you certainly don't like people. So you are the nondescript engine of change that will grind the material universe like hamburger. Have fun.
Libra, The Pretentious Fraud. I call you that it in the most loving way possible. What are you coverting up? Well your dreams will tell you this month as you have black and white renderings of lives spend as little orphan annie, and mother therasa's sister, and similar folk so forgotten they were never known in the first place. What does it all mean? First of all you eat too much wurst before retiring. Second You were some of these people and you try to conceal it now. Whoops it just leaked out again.
Scorpio, The Vengeful Organizer. Not very impressive, is it? Well it isn't easy to tie together arbitrary ideas on short notice. Your friends will come up for a good appraisal this month, and what a bunch of worms they are! Lazy, disorganized, stupid, vain, silly... what to do? Better edit them right out of your life! Then you will gradually get the weird sensation that maybe you are...lazy, disoragnized...etc...
Sagittarius, The prim Blue Whale in a China shop. YOU and this month.. HAH! The only thing more foolish to imagine might be a Pisces and this month.. you ought to drink each other to death for the hell of it...well if you didn't exist, Virgo might have to concede that there was no reason to live.. when they feel depressed when water and earth signs are showing signs of not being utterly flawed, you tramp in, whinny and deposit a gift on the carpet. Stimpy! I love you!!!The love that Virgos feel for you if you allow them to thoroughly hate you is really unlimited. Needless to say your extra restlessness this month will allow you to be a bigger creator of confusion than average. Have fun!
Capricorn. The Steely Ideal. Are you sure that you aren't really a Virgo. Nah, you have too much ambition. And you really don't worry. They say you are pessimistic, but that is all about others. They are doomed and it is so pathetic. You tower like granite above it all. But I have to say that I feel you are one of the most miserable signs in the zodiac, because you truly are heartless. You find ripping others to shreds funny actually whereas Virgos cease to be if they stop doing it. You also feel that it is a measure of philosophical genius to complain and criticize. Get bent.
Aquarius. The Indifferent Iconoclast. For you this month is power, just make sure it is power that YOU use, rather than that which is used against you. You could die this month, but only if you haven't paid attention to your health for a billion years, which is possible, because you let it build. A great month to have sex. Try the maid. If you don't have one, hire one. Your critical whiner within has the power to destroy, so everyone, look out!
Picses. The General Target of Virgo Wrath. Good time to move back to Neptune til the Sun goes into Scorpio. You argue by turning sideways and sulking, but this only allows Virgo to critique your debate posture. It is hopeless, I wasn't joking about swapping planets. Why does anyone come to this dump anyways? Of course there are aliens they just don't want to bother with this heap. Would you want to visit a sanitation plant on vacation? Common. Ok if you stay , try to strike an accord with your partner, and allow them to dip you briefly into the sulfuric acid tank for laughs. Whatever keeps them happy...
Aries, the Active Loafer. You feel sick this month. You are. But that doesn't mean that anyone gives an asteroid chip about it. Calm down. Do you think that you are the only person who has ever been sick? Maybe it is all in your head. Actually it is a malignancy in your colon. It could also be that your heart needs filtering after all the junk you have poured into it. Get organized.
Taurus, the Stolid Knit Picker. You just love this time of year. Sure everything and everyone is still as disorganized as ever, but this month you are feeling righteous and having a blast kicking them and life to pieces. Who cares? Why don't you come up with an elaborate explanation for your own worthlessness instead? You could fall in love with a specialist this month, but if they vary a fraction from perfection they are ashcanned with cheerful insouciance. The human race has been destroyed and you have the dump to yourself! Have some more candy!
Gemini, The Vacillating Mass of Confusion. You really hate this month. Everyone is using their intelligence, and you seem to have less of it, for some reason. The secret is that your brand of intelligence is unpopular right now, and I won't tell the world that all yours amounts to is spinning quick circles going nowhere and putting down others that can't think as fast as you can. Then when they carefully consider what you said later they realize that you don't have a clue. A good time to make an exhasutive list of how to die, or research your fussbudget family roots.
Cancer, The Wishywashy Worrywart. You are actually one of the sharpest tongued memers of the zodiac, and that will amusingly boil to a head this month. You feel you are making constructive criticism, but who cares? Don't you think others have as leas as much brains as you and can figure out their own problems? Why don't you write it all down, and then burn it as offering to the ineffable Goddess Kali. Beter yet, just be quiet. Silence is prudent and golden this month. You are at your most exciting when you are not saying a word anyway. You are beyond words.
Leo, The Arrogant Valumeister. You know it all, that is you own it all. If only everyone else had the same values and priorities as you did, then we would all be the same kind of pain in the neck. but of course we are different kinds. You are very discriminating in what you have. It is the best and nothing else. If you have nothing at all you spend your time roaring about the foolish things that others have and value. Thanks. Why don't you buy some medical apparatus this month, and then test it on yourself. Good kitty.
Virgo, the Modest Perfection. Happy Birthday! You are the center of all of our troubles this month. Imagine taking ego satisfaction from tearing others to shreds. That is what the colon, your ruler, does, and that is what you do to us. You digest us and excrete the waste. But it is always waste. You ultimately want to destroy everything. You don't like anything, you certainly don't like people. So you are the nondescript engine of change that will grind the material universe like hamburger. Have fun.
Libra, The Pretentious Fraud. I call you that it in the most loving way possible. What are you coverting up? Well your dreams will tell you this month as you have black and white renderings of lives spend as little orphan annie, and mother therasa's sister, and similar folk so forgotten they were never known in the first place. What does it all mean? First of all you eat too much wurst before retiring. Second You were some of these people and you try to conceal it now. Whoops it just leaked out again.
Scorpio, The Vengeful Organizer. Not very impressive, is it? Well it isn't easy to tie together arbitrary ideas on short notice. Your friends will come up for a good appraisal this month, and what a bunch of worms they are! Lazy, disorganized, stupid, vain, silly... what to do? Better edit them right out of your life! Then you will gradually get the weird sensation that maybe you are...lazy, disoragnized...etc...
Sagittarius, The prim Blue Whale in a China shop. YOU and this month.. HAH! The only thing more foolish to imagine might be a Pisces and this month.. you ought to drink each other to death for the hell of it...well if you didn't exist, Virgo might have to concede that there was no reason to live.. when they feel depressed when water and earth signs are showing signs of not being utterly flawed, you tramp in, whinny and deposit a gift on the carpet. Stimpy! I love you!!!The love that Virgos feel for you if you allow them to thoroughly hate you is really unlimited. Needless to say your extra restlessness this month will allow you to be a bigger creator of confusion than average. Have fun!
Capricorn. The Steely Ideal. Are you sure that you aren't really a Virgo. Nah, you have too much ambition. And you really don't worry. They say you are pessimistic, but that is all about others. They are doomed and it is so pathetic. You tower like granite above it all. But I have to say that I feel you are one of the most miserable signs in the zodiac, because you truly are heartless. You find ripping others to shreds funny actually whereas Virgos cease to be if they stop doing it. You also feel that it is a measure of philosophical genius to complain and criticize. Get bent.
Aquarius. The Indifferent Iconoclast. For you this month is power, just make sure it is power that YOU use, rather than that which is used against you. You could die this month, but only if you haven't paid attention to your health for a billion years, which is possible, because you let it build. A great month to have sex. Try the maid. If you don't have one, hire one. Your critical whiner within has the power to destroy, so everyone, look out!
Picses. The General Target of Virgo Wrath. Good time to move back to Neptune til the Sun goes into Scorpio. You argue by turning sideways and sulking, but this only allows Virgo to critique your debate posture. It is hopeless, I wasn't joking about swapping planets. Why does anyone come to this dump anyways? Of course there are aliens they just don't want to bother with this heap. Would you want to visit a sanitation plant on vacation? Common. Ok if you stay , try to strike an accord with your partner, and allow them to dip you briefly into the sulfuric acid tank for laughs. Whatever keeps them happy...
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Antimatter Astrology
Yes I want to apologize for the recent wave of positivity that had swept over me.. also for the pretentions at novelism and poetryishness, done unfaithfully on the side. They belong here, the only place on Earth where you can find the actual truth- not the delicious varnished version with seductive theories of illuminati hamster shape shifters plotting the evil whimsy from the future pyramids that we will build on Mars in the unsettling year 16 billion...reality is alot more boring than that, but an be up to five times as funny. With exactly the right amount of ado, here are the vilest and most accurate possible horoscopes that and entity could come up with. Sorry, no smut, just hilarious cosmic accuracy that will through you into an inconsolable depression, forcing you to embrace the Hare Krishna movement.
Antimatter Astrology- The material world is for whining factory seconds...forecast for Earthbound losers of all Zodiacal description...
FOR DE MUNTH OF AUGUST MAN.
Aries, The Supreme Superbaby- You are here, everyone else can just get out of the way! But even more so. You like to have fun, and this month is no exception. So get out there and shake it on the dancefloor. That is if there is still one left in this psycho derelict world. Pow. That was it. Show of your ego until people politely vomit under your breath.Wasn't that hilarious? Not really. Get some cluse as to what actual fun is, and then others might have fun around you as well. Come on.
Taurus, The Big Fat Loafer- You reign supreme in your home, even if it is only a brown pasture covered in layers of your own defecation. If they don't like it you can flare your nostrils, snort and give them the impression that you might ram them with your mythological horns if you were not so fat, and there weren't acres of potato chips in the way. Isn't it splendid to be encaged by all this glory? Nah. Blast furnace the tarnish off your home both metaphoric and otherwise. Ask a gemini what metaphor means. Get over it.
Gemini, The Twisted Schizo Freak. You are an amusing freak, I will grant you that. Real bright too. But a titanic pain in the sacrum that is lacking wisdom unless he/she/it cheats by looking at the test of the Sagittarius. That is if the Sag was sober. You will be trying to bask in the glory of your sparkling wit, but try to put a stop to that. You think it is a roof of genius to be able to spin fast dizzying circles of logic that you yourself really understand, but you are all wet. Learn restraint of tongue and pen, even if you have to roll your tongue around your en. Babble to yourself in private if you must, but refine that babble until it yields something that at least seems to make sense. Or just show off your new hotrod doing wheelies in your driveway. Great.
Cancer, The Homesick Vicious Crybaby. You like to display the loot of the ages in your home window, but no else really gives the merest of flying figs. Now I hurt your feelings again, but so did my complimenting your beauty, so the whole deal is bloody hopeless. At least I gave you some good motivation to plot my untimely death. Try to value things that are actually great in life(whatever they could possibly be), and quit trying to show off and cover your emptiness by name dropping greatness. If Greatness bumped into you on the street it would have nothing to do with you.
Leo, The Arrogant Self Important Pain. Happy Birthday! You are so easy that probably made you forget the first part. You really can't hold a grudge because you are so self- absorbed that you aren't even really aware when people are putting you down, and even if you are it is like the nuisance of insects anyway. Well time to launch another year of vain self-promotion. You can mask it in the guise of helping humanity that is always good for a giggle, and tres chic these days. You can start another new age suicide cult... oh the possibilities are endless... well when the Sun enters virgo in a week we can all back to ignoring you again. MEOW!!
Virgo, The Fussy Hypercritical Martyr. Great news for you and the rest of us. Stay in bed for the whole month and analyze your dreams of all the important personages that once never were... write it all up with standard university references and footnotes, then tear it into orderly pieces when you realize that no one has any interest in something so silly, and blush like a maiden when you yourself realize that you were acting like you had an ego for a moment. You do, but it just involves criticizing people around you til they either commit seppuku or seppuku by proxy on you, and microrganizing stuff that you should have just left alone.That will come next month Get back to bed and take your temperature.
Libra, The Phoney Metallic People Pleaser. One thing you don't realize is that all that blather you lather on your pals and other tools you are using to get your own way is that they really see though you like a mirror to the center of the Earth, and only laugh at you because you are funny and it beats crying. You take pride in your friends, to the extent that you can use them, and this month that may work ok. On the other hand, they may get sick of your vacuous wacky brand of "creativity" and just tell you to hit the highway. Oh well only billions more to choose from. Time to move to another town.
Scorpio, The Secretive Sociopath. Ok maybe sociopath is a bit strong ( although Manson is a Scorpio). but you are a mean and vengeful person, and to the extent that you manifest this, I can't stand you and think you are wasting your time. Loosen up for the love of Satan, and have some fun, unless you still think moody loner is heroic, Yeah the Unabomber, what a heart throb..Your all is vanity is shown through your career tactics. Try to be fun, rather than egotistical always right ,and just a general pain in the corporation..you never know ... you are more powerful than average, but you are not immortal. You never no when the peasants will start choking on the cheap cake you are disdainfully flinging from the turrets...
Sagittarius, The Source Of All Wisdom. Well, since this is my sign, I really don't know what to say, I ... Of course it was facetious...You actually can be the model loser in the zodiac, and I know this from personal bizarre experience. When you aren't busy frothing at the mouth about some meaningless esoteric topic you may know less about than you think, then you are exploring countries you can't possibly understand, and "mastering" the language and culture, while causing international incidents with your every breath.. Ok you mean well, but you are a supersized pain in the cervical vertebrae to everyone else.. you want to travel this month- get lost! ( and this means me!)
Capricorn, The Cold Corporate Henchman. I don't even want to write a horoscope for you. I know few Capricorns well, but the few I am acquainted with scare the intestines out of me. They seem to be the most calculating people on Earth. They may do good in some ways, but I am happier never seeing them. If you are an exception to this I am sorry. The energy drives me crazy. At any rate, now is a good time for your power trips, but recall that mistakes in the 8th house can cause you to slip into the recycle bin. You can make fortune buying micro sell stocks, that are sold in between ticks of the clock as the market tumbles into the Duat. Have fun!
Aquarius. The Aloof Eccentricity. Not very personal sounding is it? That should make you happy. A horoscopes for robots section is coming soon. This is the month for you to dispose of personal enemies with cold detachment for being too egotistical, when really both of you are nuts. You don't like people anyways, although it is part of your ad campaign, but you really would rather not have interactions that bear any resemblance to emotional experiences. Unfortunately when you give the cold shoulder this month, you will get the hot shoulder back. Who cares, right? Not you, and that make life easier...
Pisces, The End of the Line. And the end of these for the month. You will be sick all month mainly from dramatizing events at work. It is all in your head. As is everything with you, so boo hoo. You take too much pride in your work, who cares about being a cashier in a department store? You do, but it doesn't make you Lord Byron. You take pride in being average, so that trend should continue. Everyone is always picking on you? Of course, it is a built in part of your identity. If you are not employed, get a job...
Antimatter Astrology- The material world is for whining factory seconds...forecast for Earthbound losers of all Zodiacal description...
FOR DE MUNTH OF AUGUST MAN.
Aries, The Supreme Superbaby- You are here, everyone else can just get out of the way! But even more so. You like to have fun, and this month is no exception. So get out there and shake it on the dancefloor. That is if there is still one left in this psycho derelict world. Pow. That was it. Show of your ego until people politely vomit under your breath.Wasn't that hilarious? Not really. Get some cluse as to what actual fun is, and then others might have fun around you as well. Come on.
Taurus, The Big Fat Loafer- You reign supreme in your home, even if it is only a brown pasture covered in layers of your own defecation. If they don't like it you can flare your nostrils, snort and give them the impression that you might ram them with your mythological horns if you were not so fat, and there weren't acres of potato chips in the way. Isn't it splendid to be encaged by all this glory? Nah. Blast furnace the tarnish off your home both metaphoric and otherwise. Ask a gemini what metaphor means. Get over it.
Gemini, The Twisted Schizo Freak. You are an amusing freak, I will grant you that. Real bright too. But a titanic pain in the sacrum that is lacking wisdom unless he/she/it cheats by looking at the test of the Sagittarius. That is if the Sag was sober. You will be trying to bask in the glory of your sparkling wit, but try to put a stop to that. You think it is a roof of genius to be able to spin fast dizzying circles of logic that you yourself really understand, but you are all wet. Learn restraint of tongue and pen, even if you have to roll your tongue around your en. Babble to yourself in private if you must, but refine that babble until it yields something that at least seems to make sense. Or just show off your new hotrod doing wheelies in your driveway. Great.
Cancer, The Homesick Vicious Crybaby. You like to display the loot of the ages in your home window, but no else really gives the merest of flying figs. Now I hurt your feelings again, but so did my complimenting your beauty, so the whole deal is bloody hopeless. At least I gave you some good motivation to plot my untimely death. Try to value things that are actually great in life(whatever they could possibly be), and quit trying to show off and cover your emptiness by name dropping greatness. If Greatness bumped into you on the street it would have nothing to do with you.
Leo, The Arrogant Self Important Pain. Happy Birthday! You are so easy that probably made you forget the first part. You really can't hold a grudge because you are so self- absorbed that you aren't even really aware when people are putting you down, and even if you are it is like the nuisance of insects anyway. Well time to launch another year of vain self-promotion. You can mask it in the guise of helping humanity that is always good for a giggle, and tres chic these days. You can start another new age suicide cult... oh the possibilities are endless... well when the Sun enters virgo in a week we can all back to ignoring you again. MEOW!!
Virgo, The Fussy Hypercritical Martyr. Great news for you and the rest of us. Stay in bed for the whole month and analyze your dreams of all the important personages that once never were... write it all up with standard university references and footnotes, then tear it into orderly pieces when you realize that no one has any interest in something so silly, and blush like a maiden when you yourself realize that you were acting like you had an ego for a moment. You do, but it just involves criticizing people around you til they either commit seppuku or seppuku by proxy on you, and microrganizing stuff that you should have just left alone.That will come next month Get back to bed and take your temperature.
Libra, The Phoney Metallic People Pleaser. One thing you don't realize is that all that blather you lather on your pals and other tools you are using to get your own way is that they really see though you like a mirror to the center of the Earth, and only laugh at you because you are funny and it beats crying. You take pride in your friends, to the extent that you can use them, and this month that may work ok. On the other hand, they may get sick of your vacuous wacky brand of "creativity" and just tell you to hit the highway. Oh well only billions more to choose from. Time to move to another town.
Scorpio, The Secretive Sociopath. Ok maybe sociopath is a bit strong ( although Manson is a Scorpio). but you are a mean and vengeful person, and to the extent that you manifest this, I can't stand you and think you are wasting your time. Loosen up for the love of Satan, and have some fun, unless you still think moody loner is heroic, Yeah the Unabomber, what a heart throb..Your all is vanity is shown through your career tactics. Try to be fun, rather than egotistical always right ,and just a general pain in the corporation..you never know ... you are more powerful than average, but you are not immortal. You never no when the peasants will start choking on the cheap cake you are disdainfully flinging from the turrets...
Sagittarius, The Source Of All Wisdom. Well, since this is my sign, I really don't know what to say, I ... Of course it was facetious...You actually can be the model loser in the zodiac, and I know this from personal bizarre experience. When you aren't busy frothing at the mouth about some meaningless esoteric topic you may know less about than you think, then you are exploring countries you can't possibly understand, and "mastering" the language and culture, while causing international incidents with your every breath.. Ok you mean well, but you are a supersized pain in the cervical vertebrae to everyone else.. you want to travel this month- get lost! ( and this means me!)
Capricorn, The Cold Corporate Henchman. I don't even want to write a horoscope for you. I know few Capricorns well, but the few I am acquainted with scare the intestines out of me. They seem to be the most calculating people on Earth. They may do good in some ways, but I am happier never seeing them. If you are an exception to this I am sorry. The energy drives me crazy. At any rate, now is a good time for your power trips, but recall that mistakes in the 8th house can cause you to slip into the recycle bin. You can make fortune buying micro sell stocks, that are sold in between ticks of the clock as the market tumbles into the Duat. Have fun!
Aquarius. The Aloof Eccentricity. Not very personal sounding is it? That should make you happy. A horoscopes for robots section is coming soon. This is the month for you to dispose of personal enemies with cold detachment for being too egotistical, when really both of you are nuts. You don't like people anyways, although it is part of your ad campaign, but you really would rather not have interactions that bear any resemblance to emotional experiences. Unfortunately when you give the cold shoulder this month, you will get the hot shoulder back. Who cares, right? Not you, and that make life easier...
Pisces, The End of the Line. And the end of these for the month. You will be sick all month mainly from dramatizing events at work. It is all in your head. As is everything with you, so boo hoo. You take too much pride in your work, who cares about being a cashier in a department store? You do, but it doesn't make you Lord Byron. You take pride in being average, so that trend should continue. Everyone is always picking on you? Of course, it is a built in part of your identity. If you are not employed, get a job...
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