Still Sneezing

It feels like another Saturday to me. Humanity is out and about having a great time and I sat around for the past two days because I'm broke and I only have one friend within an hour of here and she's holed up in my guest bedroom with her new boy toy. I really wish I had the capacity to make friends but I'm too much of an asshole I suppose. I hate how the internet has changed things for humanity. If I call a girl beautiful on the internet they take it as a compliment, but if I dared to say the same thing in person I'm a pervert who wants to sleep with them. And I don't mean that I call people beautiful for them to be my friends but it's just an example. I've griped about this once before so I'm not going to start back up with it again. My Fighting Irish lost in the last 20 seconds tonight which really sucked. I missed football season though. I think sports are a great thing for humanity yet a bad thing for reality. People don't need to be paid 25 million dollars a year to play sports but they should be compensated well enough to make a good living off of it. I love a lot of sports but football is a quick season and everyone picks their teams and plays their fantasy leagues and it brings out the competitive nature in men that all women hate seeing but we need to survive. I'd go fucking crazy if I had to talk to guys that I didn't like and couldn't relate to them about sports. I can relate to people my age with stupid shit like Family Guy or Jay & Silent Bob and make small talk without feeling the need to kill them. But there is an age where men want to 'grow up' and stop talking about that shit but they always somehow hold on to football. You can always tell the ones like myself who are just educated enough to know their team and the teams in their division and the playoff picture and I think that's the good kind to know. You can compare notes and learn about each others teams if you actually cared but you don't devote every second of your life to it. Then you can see the ones who have absolutely no life and know everything about every team, you learn to avoid them unless you're stumped about a random piece of trivia because they have no fucking life. They sit on the couch and watch every game and watch all of the shows and have little to no social life. Then there are people like my father who don't even know about their team but are pessimists and are excited when their team wins. You should usually avoid them too, it somehow shows their outlook on life as one giant failure that cares just enough to get by. Then there are the guys who place 'friendly wagers' on games. They are a mixed breed though. If it's a ten or twenty dollar bet between his team and his buddies team it's harmless, but when you have to bet on things every week and you have 'sure bets' and stuff you can bet on a loser, a wannabe guido or someone again with no social skills. I hope this guide helps clarify sports, in particular football, and why most men need them to cope. Of course this doesn't apply to goths, preps, openly gay men, and the hardcore musicians that don't want to tarnish their badass image, but for almost everyone else, this is it.