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Do you like Pina Coladas?

Posted in Love, The Internet., women with tags , , , , , on January 17, 2017 by MISANTHROPIST

The strangest thing happened to me today, I posted on a popular website to meet new people as I’d been alone lately. A woman answered me from Europe and I replied, 12 hours later she got back to me and told me where she was from. In the same message she asked my name which I provided.

She said she could relate to my post a lot with what had been going on in her life. I felt like I knew her, it felt very familiar. She replies with my full name and I return with my nickname for her. It turns out to be my ex girlfriend who I just broke up with.

We talked a lot after that, I thought she would just stop replying but we talked and had the most meaningful conversation we’ve had in months. I’ve felt nothing but either determined, pissed off or caffeinated for a while now so you can imagine. Suddenly emotions.

We reconciled and she seems to have grown since we have been away. We spoke the whole evening and we were honest with one another, I feel like this she hasn’t let me in like this in a while. A few things occurred to me during the conversation that may be important. 

If we hadn’t spoken today we may not have spoken for months or ever. She said she almost deleted it because she was tired but she finished it before bed. Today she told me she loved me and when she found out other women were interested she opened up and said she was afraid of losing me. 

She was afraid that by the time she is okay it will be too late. I’ll be gone and she isn’t half wrong. I could have easily done so if I had to. It’s been a fucking weird day for me. We’re not back together but this is a start. She needs to learn to let me in, I know it’s not on purpose.

She said that people haven’t been the best to her when she opened up in the past. I promptly reminded her that I’m not people. I pointed out how she spoke about loving me, fell asleep with me and spoke about us having a life together but she hasn’t let me in. Paradox much?

She seemed to understand this logic. Again a step forward. She’s changed a little and for the better but she’s still herself. I do see through her, I just wish she would tell me rather than let me read her. I’m willing to be patient and assured her that I’m not going to disappear on her. She misses me and loves me, I guess that’s a start.

She finally dropped the bullshit and pulled back when she realised I could see someone else. Why should it have taken so much for her to do this. I had to reassure her that of all people I will accept her for who she is and how she feels. Does she not think that’s important to me?

I have to get the fucking difficult ones… despite being difficult she’s a sweet woman. Warm, caring in her own way. I guess we’ll see where it goes. This lifts a weight off me, I’ll admit.

I still don’t like pina coladas though…



90’s Kids.

Posted in The Internet. with tags , , , , on January 14, 2016 by MISANTHROPIST


On the recent lunar eclipse…

Posted in cool stuff, General with tags , , , , on April 19, 2014 by MISANTHROPIST

I found this while kicking around on the internet at some ungodly hour and it perfectly describes my feelings on the plethora of Facebook posts about the recent lunar eclipse.


Misanthropy over at 4chan.

Posted in Misanthropy, The Internet. with tags , , , on February 5, 2014 by MISANTHROPIST

Misanthropy, edgy? Call it what you want. Guy has a point.

Happy New Year

Posted in Alcohol, England, Foods, General, Music, The Internet., Useless information. with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on January 1, 2014 by MISANTHROPIST

New Year celebrations
Yes I’m still slightly hung over. Why I’m sitting here writing with a hangover I’ll never know but I guess I felt like I had to say something about it being a new year. No new years resolution for me, I know what I have to do this year and I don’t need the passing of another year to affirm that doing these things would be my best course of action. My day started off pretty standard, some cleaning while I listen to the radio. Talking of that all this year’s Christmas and New Years music/playlists have been depressing, who needs that at this time of year? Anyway, I got the cleaning done played my guitar for a while then thought it would be a good idea to shave, bathe and look presentable seeing as we were expecting guests.

I eventually ate dinner and then the first round of guests arrived with whiskey, wine and a little food. Then the second group with more. I make it sound like there was a lot of people but there wasn’t, about 8 in all. My kitchen just isn’t big enough. All the parties happen in the kitchen. I always kinda wondered why that was. I don’t particularly want to recount the amount I drank last night and this morning. In all though it was a good evening of drinking, catching up with friends I haven’t seen in a long time and music. I’m pretty sure I was messed up before 12am but I was functional and had a good few laughs at Este Haim’s sexy bass face lol. If you don’t know them check Haim out they’re a pretty good group.

Around 3am people had started to leave or go to bed. I had gotten extremely hungry either from drinking or that it’d been six or more hours since I last ate anything but not once did I stop to think ‘why am I preparing a full meal at 3.30am new years day?’ I now justify my actions by telling myself it was a new year burger. I really enjoyed it but this is probably the reason I put on pounds this Christmas. I do not despair for I have a one day a week paid gym membership called work. I think I eventually fell into bed around 4 or 5am. I can’t really complain about my New Years Eve or New Years day, I’ve been up the best part of an hour. We already have visitors and the weather is still crappy. New year, new start right?

I actually saw none of my friends but Family and other friends were very good company, for once I have nothing to complain about. Surprisingly I managed to stay off the internet almost entirely other than sending one email to my ex to say happy new year. I didn’t even bother with Facebook or Reddit or anything because if the company is good you really have no excuse to be on in internet on occasions. Younger generations are not getting this. There’s a time and a place. A party or family gathering is not it. Sure check it if you want but having your face plastered to it is just rude.  Now I’m going to go drink sprite to shift this and maybe more water/coffee. I don’t think Tylenol is a good idea since I must have battered my liver last night. Don’t want to stress it even more. I hope everyone had a good New Years Eve.

Happy New Year,

I love this.

Posted in Medical, Misanthropy, The Internet. with tags , , , , , on December 10, 2013 by MISANTHROPIST

Maybe I’m a curmudgeon or whatever but there isn’t much that makes me smile more than this. You know those soppy equality posts? I admire the message but sometimes they’re just plain stupid and their authors either lack to knowledge or rush to get it out for karma or likes on Facebook.

This one made me smile. Just because you don’t know doesn’t mean you can’t know.


I stole this…

Posted in cool stuff, General, People, The Internet. with tags , , , , , on November 23, 2013 by MISANTHROPIST
Pic unrelated!

Pic unrelated?

I saw this again recently, posted by the author of Misanthropy Today.

Bukowski’s Guide To Life:

just drink more beer, more and more beer and attend the racetrack at least once a week
don’t overexercise. sleep until moon. remember the old dogs
who fought so well: Hemingway, Celine, Dostoevsky, Hamsun.

If you think they didn’t go crazy
in tiny rooms
just like you’re doing now

without women
without food
without hope

then you’re not ready.

drink more beer.
there’s time.
and if there’s not
that’s all right

It wouldn’t hurt to check out this man too:

I enjoyed this and thought you might too. I’m also wondering why 50 people find my blog interesting but thank you all anyway. It’s nice to know I’m not just typing into nothing, sometimes that’s what you need but it’s good to know people are reading.