Wednesday, August 2

Boo hoo

My cousin's nagging me about how long it's been since I even looked at my blog so I guess now's a good time to write something. And he wants it to be creative. Which I guess means he wants me to pull something out of my ass at random and write about it.

Have you ever noticed how few depressed black people there are? Are there even any? If you know any depressed black people let me know because I'm this close to classifying Blackus Depressus as an extinct species. It probably has a lot to do with how few black people I know compared to white people, but I still think it's odd that none of them have ever been the depressed type. And I don't even mean seriously depressed, when's the last time you saw a black person crying? Yeah, that's what I thought. But in all seriousness, white people are probably just worse at hiding their emotions or something.

Don't get me started on white people (too late). White people are some of the whiniest fuckers on this planet. Boo hoo, I work in a dead-end job. Boo hoo, I have a sunburn. Boo hoo, Jacob doesn't blog anymore. Shut the fuck up. I'm way too busy being miserable over my dead-end job to blog for your entertainment. You know who you are.

On the subject of jobs: I'm a cook now. I make 9.50 an hour. I work the evening shift which means my days basically consist of a work-sleep-work-sleep cycle. Yes, I am miserable. No, I don't want to talk about it.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

Amen on the being miserable at a dead end job ... I know exactly how you feel, but if it makes you feel any better you make more money than me! Dont take too long to blog

Anonymous said...

u r cute

Anonymous said...

u r cute

Melanie said...

Haha i fucking love you

Anonymous said...

I don't think I know you, but maybe you know Allyson Mackay, and if you do, cheers to you! I like your blog. I'm Amber, nice to meet you. I think I'm in France right now....No depressed black people here, either!

your lord and crappy roomate said...

haha !!!
i just saw streak puting peanut butter on his ... and getting the dog to lick it!!!!
4 real yall

Anonymous said...

The reason you never see any depressed black people is that they are so depressed that they never leave their dwellings unless they are working. A big reason they -- just like other depressed persons of no color -- are depressed is because they have no money, or only enough for bills and not enough for drugs and/or alcohol. Leaving the house usually costs money at some point. It also makes you want the drugs and/or alcohol you can't afford even more. Then, if you are really tempted you do something bad to get the money to afford the drugs and/or alcohol and you wind up in prison. Even if you don't do anything at all you might wind up in prison. Or maybe shot. Just like when you are inside your home, no one sees you when you are in prison or in a coffin under the ground. Anyway, that's my theory. And yes, you would have to know more black people to know this. How else would you know they never leave the house?