PSA

I've always thought it was a no-brainer, but since people are being trained to have their cake while eating it, it's worth mentioning it. Once you're over 14, you stop trick-or-treating. Go to a party, escort a little kid, even wear a costume and wander around, but no taking candy. That's for the kids, not for a bunch of greedy teenagers and young adults. I'm a little sick of the amount of 20 year olds dressed as condoms taking all the Rockets so they can grind them up and snort them later. You like candy? Go buy it. You're old enough now.
Honestly, are you daft?
Also, Halloween is not an excuse to not work. It's not that big a holiday.

Relief

I feel like someone pulled an extension cord out of my back. The tension sapped off, despite an increasing workload. I always feel better after finishing off correspondence with assholes. I'm going to ride this feeling down. Ahh.

Open

The last few days I've been slowly unwinding after a period of conflict, and it's the same as any other time I haven't been properly fought with: my mind turns to vivisection. I've never been sure why, but I get these strong urges to tear people up, or strange dreams that are essentially scenarios from real life save for a couple key changes. I've never been sure why. Is that kind of anger normal? I can't tell; everyone seems so outwardly angry anyways I've just assumed they really felt it more inside. Hard to tell.
damn copycats everywhere

Guilt

It's always a bit of a bummer to be reminded, but it turns out I'm alomost human anyways. For all my huffing and puffing, I feel bad about screwing up some people who have done their most to screw up my living situation. These people kept me from getting more than 4 hours of sleep at night for a week, threw garbage all over the property and created a vermin sanctuary in the garage among other things, and I still feel bad for responding by involving the land lord. They wouldn't think twice of turning me out, and have proven it, but I feel bad for screwing up what is essentially a luxury service. Ah, well. I'm sure I'll come home to vandalized mess, and then all guilt will drift away.
I would prefer a competent animal to a shitty person

Sleep

Turns out it's necessary to get more than 4 hours of sleep a night to remain coherent, not to mention sane Oh well, live and learn. Also, grain dust is itchy.
Not much else to say. Cigarettes are a good stimulant, I suppose.

Sick

You fucking meat puppets, I'm so tired of you. You worse than dogs, at least some of them can be trained to lick their balls in private. Can barely see beyond the nose on your face, can only think of satisfying the current urge. Why should I consider these people human? Why should I want to act like a human? Maybe when I meet some people who can act like it, I'll consider it. Until then, I'll shall live in my cave, gnawing on bones.
dancing and fucking

Nuts

Looks like I'm going to launch myself solidly into wingnut with this one, but it's been stuck in my head for so long...
Feminism means men and women on an equal footing, correct? If this is true, I think the last holdouts are going to have abandon that whole having men for you thing. I don't mean physically, just in dealing with others. It's a bit disappointing to see a women call in her boyfriend to deal with a neighbour or salesclerk who's bugging her. Especially compared to a lot of women, who revel in doing it themselves. That's what it all means: no artificial barriers, even the ones you think help you. Trust me, they really don't.
Enough to make a misogynist of anyone.

Dealing

Aversion is a key part of most people's days. It seems that perception is not so much what you take in of the world as it is what you block out. It's very easy to walk through a crowd of people without being noticed. Most of them are talking, looking at things, or seemingly out of focus. I think this is how most scams work, it's not that yoy need to be unnoticable, you just have to be beneath most people's notice. That's why if you look official enough, you can geberally do whatever you want.

Please note that chocolate is not a sufficient motivator if what you are trying to say is so dry it's difficult to care.

Domain

There's no doubting that we all exist in a small, relatively static world of our own perception and, essentially, creation. What can be done to expand someone else's? Art? Protest? Assault and battery?
Probably talking would result in the least criminal charges, but people are pretty desperate to ignore too.
you've got radio eyes
Someday, I'll tune out all this crap. Then I'll drink my coffee like the rest of you: with a weary sneer.

Voice

When someone says something, it's unnecessary to repeat it in question format. clarification is fine, echolalia not so much.
Either try to control it, or if it's a willing act, try to understand what is being said without needing explicit confirmation.
LISP is for people with neckbeards who hate the world
It has been understood that love is essentially biochemical in nature. Following this rabbit hole though is irritating. What causes the chemical release? Attraction. What causes attraction? Belief they are a superior mate? What's a superior mate? Someone with good genetics. What is good genetics? Those that help with the survival of offspring. What helps? Her carefree yet somehow essentially wise-beyond-years personality. What? Fuck's sake, that doesn't help at all. I believe I'll have drink.

Ponder

When considering morality, one must consider where they originated from to understand them. Many of ours come from an ancient society. Moderation in substances meant not dying or unnecessarily abusing people, marriage made sure children and women were looked after so they didn't all die, etc. I think this is where the dislike of homosexuality came from. The desperate need for new people caused a need to vilify non-producers. There's also the knee-jerk homophobia to consider.
when did dancer's shoes become popular?
You must consider why something is wrong to judge if it truly is.

Effort

I've already gone on about it, but it's really bothering me. The amount of crap is getting out of hand. I live in a basement for a month, but they live there for years, and they just pitch their shit everywhere. Is it that hard to keep it in your uncontrollable vehicle for 5 minutes until you get to a garbage. You can't like the way it looks. It's because you don't have time right? Most of it's not yours anyways.

Fuck you too. Just pick up the freezy pop tube. It's attracting rats. And wasps.
Dirty dirty dirty dirty.

Chimp With A Stick

Watching people being told to speak and write with some skill is like watching someone drive screw into a board with a hammer. They have no idea how either are correctly used, they only have a vague idea of how get the job done. You would think a lifetime of speaking their mother tongue would give them an idea of how to it, but they really have no clue. Do most people just not think about it?
seriously, after 40 years get it together
It's quite tiresome really. They just never think about what their doing, they just live for the moment. That shit catches up to you.

Lead Paint

Got to talk to more people, I think. I feel weighted. A big vacuum in the back of my head, pulling my skull in. Maybe it's just SAD or something.

I need something, someone. Whatever, just a reason.

Chemical Jerry

I remember watching a movie in school, an adaptation of "All Quiet on the Western Front". there was a point in the movie where the main character bayonets an enemy soldier, and stays with the body out of some emotional trauma. I remember most of my classmates finding it hilarious, calling him out as gay and such. That's when I knew I was weaker, or at least different than them. People say that they don't know their actions, that they we're children and didn't know any better, but I know that when people grow up they don't change, they just get better at hiding themselves, they get more subtle. they can laugh at it, and this place won't touch them. they don't feel the pins and the light, so they don't care if they add to it.
It's also worth noting for personal history that if there are misogysntic bones in my body, they started there. It was mostly girls laughing. Imperfect objects who had already started down a path of willing puppetism. Lost their virginity at age 12 to get it out of the way and hold sway over their temporary, ever shifting empire of lost, people who desperately neede to set themselves apart by drinking shitty beer and having sloppy sex before they got to high school. They keep telling me they have the most fun, but I know their days, they're only cool if you get a kick out of being drunk in and of itself, and not doing something else, like watching TV even or interacting. that's where I always found the attraction to drunkeness, the way it altered activity. I may be a shutin, but if going out to party means leaning out of a minivan to scream at people waiting for bus at 9:23 PM on a Thursday, then I'll continue on my path.