Name:     keenon "= fatalist" autry
IP:       208.242.251.220
Subject:  A house and 2.5 kids
Email:    kingm0b@hotmail.com
Website:  http://

Where will I be in ten years? Probably?



Ten years closer to death, for one.



I would love to say "Hey I'll be married and have kids and money". Really, I would. But that
would be outright stupid of me. I will probably have another 3-4 female platonic friends who
walk all over me because I let them. If I ever manage to get my first girlfriend by then, I'll
probably have her milking my wallet and heart for all it's worth. More likely than not, I will
never have kids. I can't do it in good conscience for a minimum of two reasons:



A) the world is too shitty to bring someone else into it.



and



B) I'm diabetic. I would be a fucking asshole to risk passing that on to another person to fuck
up their life like that.



I'm seriously considering using tactics along the lines of an advertising campaign to get women.
Just out and out telling them that my penis is as long as my hand and that I make just enough
money to be a sap for them as long as they offer me some form of affection. Me being the nice
guy is growing close to its last straw.... I mean come on - I'm supposed to believe that I'm the
"guy they want in 10 years". Whoo! some consolation there.



Ten years from now I hope to be comfortable. That's all I can wish for. I find that my sitting
around making pipe dreams now just leads to me being disappointed when they don't happen.
Comfort is something broad enough to work towards from many different angles, so maybe I can
pull it off. The last big goal I had was to get a girlfriend before I graduated. Thank you,
"American Pie", but that kind of stuff doesn't happen.



--k--

not unhappy, just waxing philosophical-like :>