elderflowers are not as innocent as they at first seem.
i have decided, in fact, that all flowers are less than trustworthy. i cannot necessarily explain my reasoning for this but none the less, the statement stands true above all else i have learned in my reasonably long and innefficient lifetime.
this almost undoubtedly means i should take more time to interact with the outside world, preferably without the use of a cathode ray tube to aid perception but then, really... does the outside world deserve the effort?
walking to my place of 'gainful' employment this morning i was deluged by various subtle but none the less calculated and spiteful intimations that frankly, as far as the world's concerned, we built our sodding houses and we should bloody well stay in them!
consider the evidence, if you will:
1. it's fucking freezing out there at the moment.
2. no really, it's actually got huge frost on cars and plants and everything!
3. at one point on my journey, brambles have grown up over a fence next to the pavement and hang at perfect face-scarring/eye-gouging level and no matter what the council do they just keep on growing back!
4. there is no plumbing.
5. it often rains.
6. the tea and coffee making facilities leave a lot to be desired...
...i could go on but i feel i've created a bullet-proof arguement. do you really require further convincing, Gentle Reader, that our planet quite clearly despises us and makes no qualms in showing us this antipathy? don't get me wrong, we probably deserve it after the rather unconsiderate way we've behaved but will the planet not conceed that whilst we may have damaged it so severely, is the appliance of science not a worthy cause and should the environment not be willing to pay the price for our rather overly-curious natures? damn it planet this isn't some frivolous time wasting activity like having political opinions or attempting to be a morally virtuous person, THIS IS FUCKING CHEMISTRY TYPE STUFF!
discuss.
you cunts.
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I'm posting a reply as you sent me your blog address, and I thought that if I didn't you'd just end up simultaneously crying and wanking in an alley somewhere.
See you tonight...
bro i'll be doing that at the party anyway so you're just wasting everyones time.
you know, it's the same as when you keep breathing, like...
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