Oh now I get it! Pick your Poison!

I don't think anyone really wants to destroy the Universe.
The idea is always that some powerful detached maniac wants to end existence.
But no one would ever want that.
They would want to rule. They would want to make others suffer.
They want everything they've always wanted.
They'd want the girl. The gold. The God status.
But in these stories, the hero saves existence.
...Every time.
There is no overwhelming implosion that sucks up the entirety of everything fathomable.
The villain gets a boot in the jaw and the hero gets the girl, the gold, the god status.
The hero never says 'thanks evil villain, without you I'd be an irrelevant lump of crap'.
The hero is dependent on the villain, the hero is nothing without the bad guy.
The villain is the independent creative genius, the villain merely depends on
perpetual existence, the canvas. Why destroy the only thing that gives you possible glory?
They wouldn't.
The problem is that the bad guy never wins, not for long anyway.
A flaw in the tactic.
Design a plan to get what you want. Spread the word, make up lies
make them think you are the good guy. Make them think that your plan is their salvation.
Then implement said plan once you have a strong enough following.
Even this isn't guaranteed to stick, but you might have a long standing empire.
The government is a good example of a successful super villain.
There are just too many villains nowadays. Our hero's are just villains
the villains that we agree with as far as vision goes.

Will you stay married to me?

Jake: Sorry I’m an idiot, baby. Forgive me?
Lady Rainicorn: Oh Sweet Potato, I love you because you’re an idiot. You make me feel like a genius!

Camping is great. Sitting on big rocks overlooking the lake is also great. Finding fossils, also great.
Pretty rings are also nice.
so essentially, rocks are cool..
except for when you are being pelted with them for some sin....
or sleeping on them for recreation.

Pyrat

Years of resentment exploded in an emotional scene. The Pyrat Rum I'd been drinking acted as a
veritaserum. I should have eaten before. But it was nice, saying what I've been thinking.
 I think I might try and do that more often, maybe if I do it well enough I will be able to do it without the aid of liquid-loose-lips.
But this time, if nothing changes...I will walk away. I'm wasting my youth here, and that is something I just
wont be able to get back. So I want to take it while I have it....right now, or maybe tomorrow.
Soon.

Journals.

Close Calls and Drunk Dials

Things people say in no order, with no meaning.

next time why don't you just put it over your head?
I love you, have a goodnight.
okay, let me know.
I can take it, if I have to.
Because I really really want to eat it.
My phone is almost dead, the charger didn't work.
Look at those! They SPIN! LOOK LOOK!

what's going on?
everything got away from me.
he had open heart surgery.
should we stop?
you can't rush these things you know?
I don't want to stay up here, I'm scared.

Being Still is not an Option

...of course.
I slept with a belt of bullets last night.
really.
My boxed wine personality is social and honest...and drunk.
And inappropriately so.
The first entry is always pretty rough.
Usually I skip the first few pages.
"The marriage between an elephant and a dove"