Thanks snow storm

Right now I am absolutely reveling in the fact that I was blessed enough to be born into an generation full of people who don't know what the hell to do with themselves. If it wasn't for everyone else being so lost I might actually find some motivation! Who wants that though? There's enough internet porn and random nonsense to learn and read on the internet to keep someone happy on a barely there income, right? I like the feeling of waking up on a velour couch and the sensation of it tearing the skin from your inappropriately bare ass when you're trying to get off of it.