Evening Open Thread

I’m not in much of a writing mood tonight. I’m just glad that I have enough hobbies to keep my mind off certain things at the end of the evening. I won’t say much about it, but I’m really fucking tired of people who exist to be self entitled knuckle children farmers. The more I pay attention to the people around me; whom I’ve come to know over the years from working and other means of socializing, the more withdrawn from people I’ve become from them. I’d rather be alone doing something I enjoy, than spend time with someone who would quickly grow tired of my existence. I’d like to think I’m saving some random ammosexual some bullets by privately enjoying my own swag.