FknBucky

Warm and fuzzy. That is how I feel after a six pack and a couple of happy pills.  Yours truly seemed to like the happy pills way to much once upon a time so I don’t actually take those anymore.  Funny thing drugs.  They seem like fun until you abuse the shit out of them.  Then they become expensive lessons learned in life.  That lesson being, don’t do drugs.  If only someone had told me that when I was younger…..  Yep I’m a moron. 

So life has a funny way of giving you choices and we as Americans have a funny way of blaming EVERYONE but ourselves when we make the wrong ones.  Once you learn to accept personal responsibility for your own actions you will have a happy life.  You decide to eat birthday cake for breakfast, then you accept that your ass no longer fits in one airplane seat.  Okay I’m getting off subject now.  Ha like I had one to start with.  We all know by now there is no fucking point to these blogs. 

Okay so back to the choices of life.   You get to pick where you live unless you are in the prison system and then who gives a shit.  You get to pick what you eat unless you can only afford ramen noodles which we’ve all been there.  Never understood the shrimp flavor, but after a month of chicken anything is welcome. You get to pick what kind of beer you want to drink numbing the fact you’ve wasted most of your life in a drunken stuper and now expect the world to give you some free shit.  If only I can get a new car everything will be better.  I just need designer clothes and rich friends so everything will be okay.  If I had a big fricking chain around my neck I would be able to pick up the slutty girls at the club.  Let me be the first to let you know chains don’t pick up girls.  Drinks pick up girls.  Stiff ones. 

So we have come a long ways in the last 3 paragraphs.  Learning that life gives you choices and you just like the multiple choice math test you failed in high school continually fuck them up.  You’re too scared to move so you stay in your little bubble while bitching about how nothing ever happens around there.  You complain that your TV isn’t big enough, but you never make the choice to read books instead of watching Snooki do jello shots and then roll her pudgy ass around on the floor with Pauly D.  It’s funny to me how many people make shit choices and then bitch about the results.

I’m no saint as we’ve already figured out years ago.  I’ve made some HORRIBLE choices, but I’ve always stood by them and when needed took the lesson on why I’m not doing that shit again. You see if one always lays blame to some place else it becomes impossible to learn anything.  I mean you do learn yet another way to pass the buck, but in reality the only thing worth passing is a blunt.  And you should be passing that shit to me.  Ha ha. Just kidding remember in paragraph 1 when I said NO. 

I thought about all of this when I made the choice to share the sunset picture yesterday.  I chose where I live.  I love it here and it wasn’t easy to make those choices, but now I’m surrounded by like minded people which is awesome.  Here is my ultimate point.  Jessica Alba is the hottest piece of..  Wait…..   Let’s try that again.

You are not bolted down, stuck in cemet, or tied up.  Actually if you are tied up enjoy that kinky shit and stop reading this stupid blog.   You can choose to move to a different state, eat better or worse, drink water or drink beer, and most of all choose anything else you want.  You can change everything about you today if it pleases you.  You’re in America which is the biggest blessing of all.  You are fucking free to make good and bad choices, but they are just that.  YOUR CHOICES, not mine.

Just remember you only get one life.  Don’t spend yours pretending.  Be yourself and have a super kick ass time while your here.

Fknbucky