Just a few Questions

Here are a few questions I find myself asking... myself, sometimes. Yes, I know that this is one of "the signs"... but have no fear, the "voices" are not speaking to me yet... well, at least not in a language I understand just yet... but I'm working on it.

• So is it just me or do some people just suck?
• Shouldn't they require an IQ and personality test for people to breed?
• Why does the bank charge me money for... not having money in the bank? Am I supposed to just make it appear like Lucky Charms?
• Why isn't deodorant one of the requirements for employment?
• Why CAN'T I just smack the crap out of an idiot that "needs it" ?
• Since when did time out actually work? And who came up with that crap anyway?
• What's so wrong with me having long hair? I mean, the Vikings of old had braids, Sampson's strength came from his hair...
  
• Why is it that, because of said long hair, I have to be given guilt from a hundred people every week about not cutting it all off and giving it to "Locks of Love" ? You know, if I were a kid with cancer? I'd much rather someone worry about CURING ME than giving me hair. Can we have some priorities here? Please?
  
• I was told I'm still "pissed at God" for things in the past... is this true?
• Is there a "God" in any form of the traditional sense?
• Why is that if I don't need something, it keeps popping up and getting in the way... but if I then need that thing, it hides for at least an extra week? Is it ticked off at me for ignoring it all the other times?
• Are my songs really any good?
• Why in the hell did that a$$hole cut in front of... and THEN slow down?
• Is there a minute universe held within the confines of a subatomic particle?
• Did I actually lock the car doors? (This forces me to go back and check, just to make sure. Victim of a few too many auto related thefts)
• Why does "sense of humor" mean "looks like Brad Pitt" to women?
• Does my ass look fat in these pants? (okay, maybe I don't ask this one...)
• Am I the only NON-telepath here? Is everyone else reading my mind? That would certainly explain some of the looks I get sometimes.
• Where the hell are my keys?
• Does anyone actually read this blog?
• I wonder if I could start a career in writing...?
• What up wit ebonics, yo? Wasrong wit English?
• Man... she's checking me out... or do I have a booger hangin out my nose?
• Are those real? Nah..
• Can I just help "thin the herd" and pick off just a few idiots? Please? The gene pool is getting a bit cloudy and shallow here...

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