crybabys.

do i even have a blog anymore? did anybody ever read it?
regardless, i will try to once again to prove my existance by posting on this thing

i've noticed a lot of my friends are going on vacation.
who the fuck goes on vacation?
who in this modern world thinks they deserve a vacation?
unless you churn your own butter, forge metals, or weave your own damn fabrics you don't need a vacation.
i'd like to know what exactly it is that all these youngin's are so desperate to take a break from.
society has developed in a way that has transformed work into leisure,
so what's so hard about life now-a-days? i just can't seem to figure that out.
i'd love to hand over a proper vacation, found easily at the bottom of a budweiser can, but it seems that you're all already gripping firmly to it while griping about  how hard your lives are.
just swallow what you've got and make do, please.
you're making the rest of us look stingy.