My first time (sort of)

Well, I finally decided I have to much to bitch about and not enough people to listen to it all. So instead of torturing A, I'll try to put a lot of down here.

Todays big annoyance is young people who waste their time/life. I'll call them PMFs, for Pathetic MotherFuckers. Anyway, apparently New York City is wrought with them. I never noticed them in Madison, but maybe that's because everyone there was in school. So, I have been observing some of these PMFs for the last 7 months or so, and my rage has only been building. Basically, these kids (20 to 30 somethings) move to New York, decide it is "hard" here, and basically just give up. However, they all have rich parents somewhere who keep the cash flowing in. So, these PMFs just sit around attached to their computers via headphones, and IM each other, download the most obscure "indie" music they can find and then perhaps blog about it. They subsist on one meal a day, never take advantage of all of the wonderful culinary delights of the City, but eat ramen, or PB&J, or rice and beans for every meal. PMFs spend all the parent cash on going to shows and buying alcohol to lubricate their social anxiety. They grow pale, have dark circles under their eyes, are very skinny, and often have gastric distress. sleeping patterns also get terribly skewed. Basically night and day can switch for them, and they don't even realize it. They somehow have no drive to ever leave their bedrooms or explore new things even thought they live in the greatest city in the world. I don't see the point of paying New York rent just to do the same thing they could do in some $200 a month room in Indiana. Or perhaps for free in their parents house in the suburbs. Oh yeah, they are trying to get into the music industry!

I'm not sure what I resent the most about this lifestyle. I've narrowed it down to a few options.

1. PMFs are wasting space in the city that could hold a productive member of society.
2. When they do come out and speak, they are so ungodly pretentious that I just want to punch them in the face. Of course they know more than anyone about music, if all they do is download and listen to it all day, everyday.
3. I'm envious of their constant flow of cash that they don't have to lift a finger for.
4. PMFs act like they are badass and aren't afraid of "city things" because they grew up in a big bad city, which is actually a wealthy suburb outside of the big bad city that they would drive into on the weekends in high school in the cars their parents bought for them. (major run-on sentence, oof)

Well, I think that's it. Whew, I do feel better.
For now, I think I'll keep this a forum just for my bitching. Maybe someday I'll feel inspired to write about things happening with me. But if you find it all a downer, sorry, and don't read it.