Heroin Bob's blog: "Random Ramblings"

i doubt that this will get any attention, but im not writing it for you or anyone else...just me...for some strange reason it helps to get it out. i continue to wonder about myself...it seems like everything goes from ok, to great, to horrible sucky in like a week...thats how it always is in my life... then theres the "plane out" period...where everthing is ok...not great, but not horrible either...just survival. then things start to get really awesome, or have the possibility of getting great....and then it allllll goes to fucking hell again. I just wish i could actually get somewhere in life...just for once actually get something i want. i finally have the opportunity to meet someone, and possibly have a relationship with them, but i can't ever seem to leave her alone...im always trying to talk to her, and the more i try, the more fed up with me she seems...its to the point now, that i think she doesn't even want to talk to me...she just does because she doen't want to hurt my feelings. I have no vehicle, no house, only a few good friends left, all the rest bounced out for drugs. i just don't understand why i can't keep anything good in my life...and the more and more i try, the worse things seem to get...i know life isnt all a basket of roses, and i also know there are people out there alot worse off than me...but still....oh well...not like anyone cares anyway...

Well evidendtly my last title wasn't cool enough for everyone....so anyway, I decided to post these 6 awesomely absurd and completely pointless random facts about myself...'cause i can, 'cause i'm fat paid, i gotta five story fun house....with a maid....so yea...here ya go 1. Every morning i sit or lay down in the shower...once again cuz i can 2. I talk to my truck....cuz i love 'er, she deserves it....and she loves me back 3. If no one is home, i dance around the house & either rap, or beatbox to myself.... 4. I dance in the car, and i'm getting pretty good lemme tell ya.... 5. I maintain conversations with myself....not just say something to myself....but i'll actually answer back...and continue on in full convo.... 6. I call alot of people salad.....don't ask cuz prolly won't tell you...unless i really like you....then i might....key word "MIGHT" And there you have it. 6 totally sweet n' useless facts about me. Don't you feel better now?...I know ya do,I can see it...

I just want to know....why can't I stop caring? why can't I stop hurting? why cant I stop thinking,wondering,worrying,longing,waiting,dreading,hoping,hating,loving,wishing,crying,dying,craving,and in any other words or ways about HER?...will the pain ever go away...? why can't I be like every other guy on the planet and just move on and not care?.....why can't I?..........why...

There once was a hermit named Dave...who kept a dead whore in his cave...I must admit he was a bit of a shit...but imagine all the money he saved... Ah such words....they make the world go 'round do they not? just kiddin.....but yea...i'm bored so i'm writing another blog, if you are saying to yourself "man, this guy needs to get a life..." or "I'm starting to see a pattern here, with the whole blogging when bored" then you Sir...or Ma'am....or Hermaphrodite....are correct!! because i have no life....its pretty gay...or lesbian...which ever blows your skirt/kilt/cocktaildress up....so yea...i just wanted to share that magical hiku with all of you...so you can tell your children....or whisper it lovingly into your significant other's ear when you hold them close.....most assuredly they will look back at you and say "Are you out of your fucking mind?!?!" but if it's your kid you, promptly wash thier mouth out with soap, because thats harsh language, which is inappropriate....and there could women and other children of a sensitive disposition nearby.....

Catchy title isn't it? anyways now that i have your attention....i'm really not sure why i'm writing this other than i just wanted to put a blog up because my little blog box thing looked so lonely and forlorn without a blog to keep it company so here it is just for my little blog box thingy...But wouldn't that be crazy if santa really was a skinny chinese guy with an austrian accent? it'd be like arnold and jackie chan all in one.....that'd be awesome....And just think....if i hadn't posted such an awesome title so many of you wouldn't have wasted these last few precious minutes of your life reading my demented ramblings.....Haha....i win! Now i bet you wish you were kool, and had thought of an idea as awesome as this...but no...alas you were beaten to it by the Don Mega himself...The one and only J. Cobb.........you're jealous as hell i can feel it...