Testament

Ever listen to an old codger spew endlessly about his accomplishments? Aside from feigned interest, did you really care? Human vanity knows no bounds, much like human stupidity. Success, accomplishments, meaning, purpose ... all vanity in the face of death and mortality. Fame and fortune today, decrepitude and obscurity tomorrow. That's the only real wisdom that I can convey to those who are willing to listen. Since crossing into old codger territory, however, I have realized that no one has time to listen to my pathetic legacy. Heck, I have no time to tell it. Only the "blog" serves as my testimony.

Incidentally, I have yet to receive the refund from the moneygrubbing Chinks at the property management firm that oversees the Chinatown dormitory. It's now past the legal 30-day requirement. I will send one last written note (as part of a document trail) to the firm. Moneygrubbing Chinks, as opposed to decent Chinese people, have infested most of the planet. The 70-year-old realtor whom I spoke with yesterday concerning an overpriced rental is a good example of a moneygrubbing Chink. The landlord of Chaos Manor (read: rental housing) is Chinese, but actually a decent person. The son is another story. Anyway, I plan to visit the Legal Aid Society for assistance soon.

After my discovery yesterday of my ineligibility for any rental housing, I realized that I will have to rely totally upon Alan. He has to secure the housing rental. Then, he must sublet a room to me. Although Alan is a good guy, I do not have a lot of confidence in his ability to find an adequate housing situation. He does, however, already have a third tenant in mind. Naturally, I have been wondering whether I should just succumb to homelessness. What is the point of continuing the expensive charade of "normality"? I am an old codger. And, a certain fitness and training hottie is not going to come around anyway.

I am also wondering about how long I can survive in empire. The social structure of empire has degenerated to the point in which I consider it uninhabitable. Just take a look around. All I see are zombies walking around with bulbous headphones on while staring continuously at a "smartphone" screen. The rules of social order are callously disregarded. Fools are running amuck. And, clinical insanity is at an all-time high. Don't even get me started on the Orwellian police state.

Speaking of "smartphones," I don't really know why I need one now. I won't be actively searching for rental housing because I am ineligible. I don't have any friends or acquaintances who need to contact me for anything. And, the tablet computer works best for what I need to do. So, have I wasted yet more money on another useless "piece of shit"?