What Was I Saying...?

NO ONE IS TO BLAME
Howard Jones

You can look at the menu, but you just can't eat
You can feel the cushion, but you can't have a seat
You can dip your foot in the pool, but you can't have a swim
You can feel the punishment, ( Collapse )

PCD* got its claws into me last night, and is trying to drag me down today. But I'm gonna kick its @ss.

I got better things to do than wallow in self-pity today.

That is all.

-The Gneech

*Post-Con Depression, a common affliction in the furry community.

At the Furry Variety Show at MFF, they had a sketch goofing on LiveJournal. Four seemingly-normal folks would hang around and chitchat about everyday stuff ("The movie was pretty good..."), then go home and write in their LJ.

• One posted nothing but tests and song lyrics
  
  
• One posted entirely too much detail about their exercise regimen, including details of their stool samples
  
  
• One posted lots of explicit details about their weird sex life
  
  
• One posted "Gawd, I'm so depressed, when does the pain end???" over and over again.

Well, guess what? I'm guilty of those! Mwuuhahaha! But I don't care, it's my journal.

Actually, I almost never do tests, I am sadly lacking in any kind of weird sex life, and I try to keep my depressive angst down to one day a week. So I don't feel too bad about it.

Anyway, point is, I feel better now. :)

-The Gneech