I've been thinking about our culture lately. I hate it. All of it. And that's all that really needs to be said.

But life moves on, and it takes too much energy to focus on my hate, so I'll go with the positives. Like masturbating. And video games.

Which brings me to my next thought. I just beat Resident Evil: 5, and I really don't think I enjoyed it. I really enjoyed the tribal Africa setting, and all of the visuals, until the end. And then you were in a machine for the rest of the game, and it became a cliche bad guy vs. good guy story. But at least there was no romanticism between you and your partner.

But if there was romanticism, it would be the only one going on in my life right now. But I think I'm okay with that. I came to the realization that if I were in a relationship I would be miserable, and as for right now, I'm pretty much content. I have a small amount of problems, and I think I'm okay drifting along without a purpose for once.

Just like this blog. Existing without a purpose.

Except to get you cummy.