the perks of being a butthole… there aren’t that many

so lately, I’ve been a real jack… we’ll just say I’ve been being a butthole. I’ve noticed over the past few days that my attitude is relatively pissy, mean, and cynical.

Granted, part of that can just be attributed to survival in the 3510, but most of it is abnormal to me. I’m not typically this type of guy.

I don’t know specifically what is causing it.

It could be the residual repercussions of the sin issues I dealt with earlier this week. It could be part of my lackluster demeanor towards all things Go Camp. I’m just not sure

I liken it to the time I swore off coffee… except instead of bipolar sadness, its bipolar pissed-off-ness.

You’re my boys. This is where I am.

(the only perk of being a butthole, is I don’t feel as walked on… but rather I feel like I’m the one doing the walking… thats probably not good either.)