From Zero To Hero

I hope this is it – the answer to my bi-polar blues.  I have long wanted to exorcise this demon that has got my mood yo-yoing erratically worse than the Philippine Peso.  To say that it blows would be a worse understatement than the “the climate may be warming up” line said by ExxonMobil’s top honcho.  I woke up this morning without a hangover despite chasing a few Black Johnnies with countless bottles of beer the previous night.  As I did my usual morning round of ceiling patrol, I was struck with the thought that if things continue like this, my life would forever and ever suck and I would have no one else to blame but my sucky self.  And you know, that’s the worst thing in the world—not having someone or something to blame things on.  Even the bogus MilliVanilli exhorted their sucker fans to blame it on the rain.  So I got up, took a shower, shaved, and decided that I won’t have none of these blues anymore.  I just hope that this thing holds.  It better or I’m going to throw myself against the next bus that passes by.  Now everybody say cheese.