It's time to be more positive. I'm decreeing it. Or whatever.
It's August. My grand plans for being a better person this year? Are pretty much a big fat fail so far. Like this morning, for example, when I shrieked, "WHO THE FRACK CARES ABOUT LINDSAY FREAKING LOHAN GETTING OUT OF JAIL?!" at like 5am. I'm sure her mom cares. Maybe even her dad, because I'm pretty sure he's contractually obligated to at least pretend he cares. And last week when I told that two hundred year old guy I work with that he could crap in one hand and want in the other and see which filled up first. That was probably inappropriate, right? Especially since he was two hundred.
I've spent the better part of this year embroiled in bitterness. And way more than usual bitterness (which is just part of my charm). I'm flat out pissed off about a whole lot of stuff. Way more stuff than usual. I don't understand why so many people have to suck. I don't understand why good people are hurting. And I don't understand why I'm not doing more about it.
I get that some things I can't change. I really do. Sometimes crap gets flung at you and there is nothing you can do about it. Sometimes crap gets flung at your friends and you can't stop it. Sometimes people create their own crap. Whatever. I can't fix any of that.
But some things I can fix. So I will. Right now, today.
If I see injustice in the world, I'll quit my bitching and do something about it. If people are being toxic wads, I'll move along quietly. I'll not post about 85% of what I really want to post on the Facebook because doing so would cause me to lose my testimony, and I'll really, REALLY try to see other people's sides of things.
You try it too, okay? It's easier to do nice things and be a decent person when you have people in large numbers doing the same thing.