Life...or Something Else Like It?

How can so many things get in the way of something I want to do for the rest of my life? Especially when that one thing involves expressing the emotions that are causing the roadblock?

I just need to hammer it into my head that people lie. A LOT. And until Judgement Day comes, they always will. Even then, they'll probably lie even more. *GUH.* I just hate lies and disloyalty, and finding out what lies beneath a mask that looked real was nothing like the mask itself. Masks are abhorrent.

However, there are still good things in life, even if most people I know are really NOT the people I know. Like dressing up like a hooker for RHPS, or watching a Buffy marathon instead of the annoying Superbowl; vampires TRUMP primitive grunting and a antiquated music-act at half-time.

And I have a short story due at the end of the week. On what, I still don't know. Hopefully something hits me. Something SUBSTANTIVE at least...