Why is it that I have to spend so much of my time doing what I don't want to do like going to work when the sole purpose of my life is spend my time writing books? I fucking hate it with a fucking passion when the alarm goes off every morning to work for some cut throat greedy money grubbing scumfuck corporation that gives me very little money, no security and way too much stress. Also, there are a lot of times that I wake up 5 minutes before I have to get up and I have to take a piss real bad. By the time, I'm done pissing, I have 3 minutes of sleep left before that fucking alarm goes off. When the alarm goes off, I feel so fucking icky and having to go out for another day into a world of total stupidity and mediocrity and that fucking sucks. If that's not enough, I often wake up with a stiffie and I don't have enough time to beat off before going into work. I am still horny and why can't I at least be lucky enough to meet someone who would be nice enough to let me stick my dick in their ass? Why is it that my co-workers have nothing more important to talk about than sports and worse yet, talk about their children and I hate it when breeders have to put pictures of their children in their cuticles. Don't they realize that there is a good chance that some of their co-workers may happen to be pedophiles? With that in mind, a parent should put up nude pictures of their children for their convenience and entertainment. Why is it that when a woman has an abortion, she never puts up a picture of a bloody aborted fetus in her cuticle? It is not only just beautiful when a woman has an abortion, but having an abortion is something to be proud of!
Meanwhile, I was watching Oprah and I said this before, but Oprah's a fucking cunt and I hate her. Anyway, Oprah had all these housewives on who write books who don't have to work because their sugar daddy's (excuse me) husbands support them and the books they write are a bunch of total meaningless mindless mediocre bullshit. Why can't I have a sugar daddy support me so I can write books? That is so unfuckingfair! Also, in my previous lifetime, I was Laura Ingalls and she was able to get her books published because she sugar coated much of what she wrote about Another thing, is by the end of the day, my nose gets itchy. I don't pick my nose, but I scratch it and often a lot a lot boogers come out, but I don't want you to think about all the boogers that I have come out of my nose, but I want you to think about all the boogers that you have picked out of your nose because boogers come out of your nose too! Laura Ingalls masturbated and she even picked boogers out of her nose too, but she failed to write about it in her novels and for that reason, she was punished by having to be reincarnated as me. The purpose of my life is to be a writer and get paid for it too!
If Pat could spend more of his
time doing what he is really good and strong at like writing, instead of things
that he is weak at, like working for cut-throat greedy money-grubbing scumfuck
corporations, which makes his life Hell, he would be able to spend more time
sharing his vision with the world. In the meantime, let's continue to
read Pat's 2006 Vision of the World Page, until
that happens!