It feels like Tuesday night, but it’s actually Thursday. I love short weeks! Tomorrow’s Friday and then after a day spent getting the car ready, we’re off to Anaheim for a few days. I’m looking forward to it. I also love that I only have to work one day next week. Of course, this means I need to work hard to clear my plate tomorrow as much as possible so nothing gets dropped while I’m out.
I was reading some other posts today, and I came across a flocked post by someone who will go unmentioned for the sake of privacy (it was flocked). The general milieu of the post concerned voluntary sterilization and I was pondering the idea myself. As you may or may not know, I am childfree. So’s my wife. I intend to stay that way for the rest of my life. I don’t need children fucking my shit up. I fuck my own ship up perfectly fine. I need no assistance from ugly bald creatures that drool and manufacture more shit that should be physically possible for a being that size. I just don’t need it or the so-called wonderful experience of parenthood.
Parenthood’s not that great. I’ve seen failure in that area enough to know that if I suck at it, I’m not just hoarking my life… I’m hoarking theirs as well.
And this isn’t an invitation to persuade me from the childfree lifestyle, and I swear the person who tells me I’ll change my mind shall be drop-kicked off the planet by someone wearing steel-toed shitkickers.
There’s a lot of shit in this post, isn’t there?
So, anyway… yeah… I’m looking forward to my vasectomy. And anytime… anytime I might have a smallest inkling of reconsidering… all I have to do is go to the mall and watch breeders and fuck-trophies and realize that I made the right choice.
Again, this is a declarative post, not a cry for help. I’m just declaring my intent, here. If I wanted advice, I’d ask for it.
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Fuck everyone else. If you want to do something that doesn’t harm anyone around you, it’s them that need to get their heads out of their asses and actually try to understand that a good life is not a standardized life.
It’s really been bugging me lately that the way many people have to establish their own sense of identity is through putting down someone else’s way of life. I do it sometimes, too, but I’m trying to kick the habit. Unless it involves gross stupidity. That’s always fair game. :p
The nice thing about vasectomies is that it’s an outpatient procedure – much less medically traumatic than a hysterectomy. You guys always get off so damn easy. ;P
Doh. I meant tubal ligation. I need to hand my PCS badge back now, and that makes me sad. 🙁
I am sure Julia will be most appreciative. 😉
To be frank, the comments on my post upset me. It’s sort of unfair, because I’m currently hormonal and I cry at everything when I’m bleeding, but yep, I cried too.
That’s all I am saying for now.
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Tap: Your post inspired this one. And I didn’t want to go ape on the people replying in yours, because I’ve already kicked up a shitstorm before and it didn’t turn out all that great (Moo).
Fact is, I was getting steamed at reading them, and well… I needed to vent. I decided to do it here, within the province of my blog 🙂