I got two lives right now. I got the week and the weekend. The week is downtime. I switch off. I endure the mindfuckingly boring bullshit that I have to endure to pay for my weekend. It's always been this way but, until recently my weekends have been unfulfilling and have left me plenty energy to rant and foam about how it's all just a pile of shit.
Lately, tho, my weekends have been so full of epic awesome and win that I look forward to the 5 days of zombie, just to recover and get myself ready for the next friday night.
Truth is I got no energy left over to hate the world the way it deserves to be hated but I'm working on it. I'm working on being at least semi conscious monday thru thursday. As soon as I can muster up the energy to remain awake for those empty, non-existent four days, you'll hear me. Problem is, right now, I pretty much destroy anything that pisses me off without even having to open my eyes to do it