The Future

can be best summed up with this:

Douchers.

Fucking hate them.

Mother of God.

For someone who tries to keep his word at maintaining a blog, I just might be the worst person on Earth to do just that.

Now that I've finished school, I have time.

Then again, it is just a damn blog. Why in the hell would I label myself over something that consists of blather and non-sense? There are other ways to keep me occupied: play the NES on my laptop, read books, get a job, get a girlfriend; engage in multiple masculine, testosterone-filled activities...

...well, I have accomplished those things already. This is just a medium for me to use to empty what I've got on my mind.

I've always wanted to write my own sports blog, but I suppose I felt I wasn't witty enough at the time.

What an idiot!

Yes, a piece of paper is not going to keep me from being an idiot. A piece of paper with a collection of signatures is not good enough.

Speaking of not good enough, the reason behind the URL is because of a life philosophy my older brother and I jokingly developed and applied to our lives.

It sounds crude and sinister, but it's a concept that I've held dear.

Of course, it's not true that whatever you do in life is not good enough, but for those who take the literal meaning to heart, it makes them question themselves and their abilities and effort.

Am I really giving it my all?

Am I fulfilling my goals?

Why did I care in the first place?

How far have I come and should I keep going?

What changes need to be made?

The questions would keep going, but the point is that if we want to succeed, we should be satisfied with ourselves and what we are able to accomplish.

I know I'm not satisfied. Hell, I'm pissed. A lot of us are.

But what am I going to do about it?

...what are you going to do about it?