Blogging Palahniuk Style (don't take this seriously, it was a self-imposed writing exercise)

Blogging Palahniuk Style
(don't take this seriously, it was a self-imposed writing exercise)
Sunday, October 22, 2006

This is going to suck, I don't know why you're even reading this.

If you've never read Chuck Palahniuk, then you have no idea what this is about. If you have read, even a little bit of Chuck's work, then you know exactly how much this sucks.

I'm a stupid little shit with stupid little shit ideas. Nothing I'm going to say here matters. Nothing I say, ever really matters.

You might as well leave now. Go find something else to do. Watch youtube, chat on stickam, masturbate. Go finish that novel, by that author, whose name you can never remember. Start a new project, so that when you're old, you can pretend there was a more productive and interesting time in your life.

Do anything but read this stupid little blog, with it's stupid little words. There are millions of other people far more pretty with far more interesting things to say. Go find them.

I don't know the exact words to describe this blog... but pathetic comes to mind.

When I die people will pretend to be sad at my funeral, saying nice things to my parents.

And then everyone will gladly forget that I ever even existed.

There is no point to reading any more postings from me, of course there's no point to life in the first place. Maybe that's why peoples faces light up as they die. They finally realize and understand the truth....

There is no point to life, there never was.

The only meaning of life, is the meaning that you give to it.