Dazed and confused
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Ahh... I just turned on "Dazed and Confused" by Led Zeppelin. I'm probably annoying the shit out of my office roommate Charlie, but aaaah... fuh-gedda bout it. I think I have a beautiful voice. harharhar.
That song kinda fits me today. I'm — surprisingly — not in a bad mood. I'm not in a good mood, either ... bitches. I'm a little dazed from my pain medication for my back. Add a sprinkle of confusion — embellished by my Vicodin consumption, and that's the recipe for something I like to call "The Antithesis of Productivity."
In the midst of my hiatus from hatefulness, I managed to squeak in some feelings from hatred; however, the somewhat euphoric feeling I have right now is allowing me to laugh it off. Fighting off hatred, I managed to come up with a thought in the form of a question:
Is Scientology not the dumbest, dorkiest, most ignominious "religion"/cult — whatever the hell it is — that has ever graced the face of society?
This is Part One (because I've got to get the hell outta here), Part Two tomorrow.