Happy New Year

I guess.  I'm not really excited about a new year.  Looking back at last year's blogging, I wasn't in a very chipper mood then, either.  I eventually scrounged up a lame resolution about not being late, blah blah blah.  And speaking of blah, 2007 was kind of a blah year.  A whole year of blah.  I'm probably forgetting something truly monumental, but, in retrospect, right now, 2007 seems rather underwhelming.

Yesterday, Kevin and I were driving back from the grocery store.  BBC World News was on the radio.  It was one freaking killfest after another.  People burned to death in a church in post-election Kenya.  Post-Bhutto assassination violence in Pakistan.  A suicide bomber at a food market in Iraq.  Sometimes it makes me wonder, whytf should anyone bother doing anything ever?  Sometimes people seem like just big ants; taking over the globe; stealing bits of the earth from other big ants; killing other big ants and the earth itself in the process; only to have some other big ants steal that piece of earth away from them and kill them, too.  Lots of people think people are just swell.  Sometimes I think people really, really, really, really suck.  Okay, maybe sometimes we do some good stuff, some interesting stuff, perhaps even some great stuff.  For what?  So we can reproduce and continue to suck overall?  And suffer (and inflict suffering on others, people and non-people alike) while we disappoint?

Maybe it's more that I feel like Other People suck.  Sometimes I feel like interpersonal interactions are simply one selfish bastard after another trying to get what they want out of everyone and everything.  I'm feeling the need to insulate myself from these sucky Other People.  Gather round myself the people I like, a sort of human version of circling the wagons.  Circling my peeps.  Stick my head in the ground.

Well, I gotta go do some stuff.  First things first: find my happy pills.  Grrrrrrr.

(Picture via Crazy Aunt Purl and is of her cat, Soba, plotting her death.)

Comments

[whaleshaman]

grrrr, back atcha, grrrrlfriend. i know exactly how you feel. but i don't have happy pills, i just visit http://ittybittykittycommittee.blogspot.com/ and i feel much better.

btw, thank you so much for stopping by today and leaving such a sweet and supportive note. i hope smudge is on the mend. sorry about reilly, but i bet taboo & sushi are probably showing him around the cool cats playground and sharing their kitty pate.

it is good to love cats.