“will lithium carbonate fuck you up”

Apparently, this thing shows up when the above search term is googled.  Odd.  Wonder how many pages in the person who searched that particular term got before hitting my blog.

Apparently…

Apparently the treatment I received from my peers up until about half way through my senior year of high school had a more profound effect on me than I initially thought.  God damn god damn…

Not that I really care to go into details right now, but it decreased the enjoyability of a really good situation, and made things hard on a very good friend, someone I care about.   And I just have such a hard time shaking that feeling.  Fucking hell.  Teachers should be able to bust fucking yard sticks over bullies heads.  In my opinion.  Bullying is not a fucking joke.  It is not something to be shrugged off.  It has it’s effects for the victim’s life.

And a few other events that have left me with a few… issues.  That further fucked with the other night, making it go from being a fucking awesome night to simply pretty damn good.  It helped… but it showed me what issues I never really realized went on in my head.

Why Should I Care?

Nobody else seems to, so why should I?

Beware Peak Lithium!

As we all know, Peak Oil is becoming a more and more pressing concern as time goes on.  But down the road lies an even bigger threat to mankind…  PEAK LITHIUM!

Lithium, lightest of the elements to be a solid under normal conditions on Earth, is a heavily used substance.  And, should mankind take the ill step of using lithium-ion batteries in the next generation of vehicles, the rate will increase dramatically.  Already an impressive amount of lithium is being used on such batteries.  Lithium is also one of the first lines of treatment for Bipolar Disorder.

Currently, generic lithium carbonate pills can be purchased in the United States for around $100 for 60 300mg pills.  Lithium is plentiful.  We aren’t taxing the available supplies anywhere near their reserves.  Even with the enormous number of batteries and other devices that incorporate lithium, we use an minuscule percent of what we can easily mine.  But what about when we convert over to electric cars?

There are currently millions of cars in the US being sold annually.  Some meet their demise due to being involved in collisions.  Some are resold.  Some simply get parked in a field and left to rust out.  If all these vehicles were to use lithium ion batteries our lithium consumption would sky-rocket!

In just a few* years, lithium levels would start to run dangerously low.  Prices would sky-rocket.  Lower income families would be unable to afford prescription lithium.  Millions of bipolar sufferers would no longer be able to afford a very effective and relatively safe treatment option.  Society would collapse as lithium production grinds to a halt from supply being far from capable of meeting demands.  New technology would need to be developed within a short time-frame to avoid civilization itself from being destroyed.

I URGE you, every reader, to just say “NO” to lithium ion batteries!  They will destroy the planet and civilization!  Bipolar will become an even more expensive mental illness to live with.  Mining operations will increase, further raping the planet.  Peak Lithium will be worse than Peak Oil could ever be!  Mobile phones (AKA cell phones) typically have lithium as an important component.  Do you want these life-saving tools to go away?  Lithium already has a tremendous number of uses.  We cannot afford to tax this valuable element further!

*”A few” is on a geological timescale, not a human timescale.

NOTE: All numbers (implied or otherwise), with the exception of lithium carbonate prices, are pulled directly from my ass and are not to be taken at face value.

NOTE FOR THE CLUELESS: This isn’t serious in the least and is complete satire.  It is (obviously) a parallel of the very real problem known as Peak Oil.

Things Are Looking Up

I got a nice raise at work.  They’re going to promote me to trainer in a few weeks, with plans of getting me to the point where I can enter management and kick ass at that.  Amazing what telling them “Fuck it, I’m outta here.” can do, especially when you’re the best at what you do they have.  Hell, one of the managers half begged me to stay, telling me they’d basically be fucked if I left.  It makes me happy.

Now that my job is looking up, I just need to kick myself into getting out and being social.   You have friends, Eric, fucking talk to them and plan shit to do.   Odds are at least one of them is social enough that you can meet new people.  And, if nothing else, you can have company aside from your brain and PC on Sunday nights.

Anyway, let’s work on updating this thing more often.  Less personal shit, more satire and thoughtful stuff.  It’ll make people happy.  And give me more hits, though that’s mostly a “Tee-hee, I’m getting hits!” thing.

I’m A Lazy Fuck

So fucking lazy. I’m lonely because I’m lazy. I’m in a dead end job. Because I’m lazy. Damn near everything wrong with my life is 90%+ my fault. And I could improve my life so much if I could just motivate myself to go out and DO something with myself.

Why should I even bother telling myself to do something when I know it won’t happen anyway?

I Really Don’t Update Enough

I really, really, need to update this thing more often…  I just haven’t had any ideas lately.

Go get drunk, now!

Fuck the Fucking Fuckers

Warning: I’m going to be swearing for shits and giggles.  You’ve been warned.

Profanity is probably the best genre of words in the entire human vernacular.  No other kind of language can so concisely and clearly convey one’s feelings and thoughts.  And they’re just so fucking fun to use!   Example: Shit, man, the fucking assholes were just so fucking shitfaced the fuckers couldn’t keep their shit together worth a damn.  So much more amusing than: Those guys were too drunk to keep it together.

And while swearing can be great for comedy, it’s important to make sure it isn’t the punch line to every joke.  Yeah, everyone enjoys a good fuck joke every now and then, and George Carlin’s infamous “Seven words you can’t say on television” skit was hilarious.  But you need a bit of variety.  It can get old.

There’s no fucking reason to never swear.  Though there are occasions  where you should probably keep your language in check.  But dammit, most people have too fucking small a vocabulary to keep everything clean and fucking wholesome all the time.  When you yell “GODDAMN MOTHERFUCKING HAMMER!” everyone knows you just smashed your thumb with a hammer.  Swear your fucking ass off like any proud sentient!

I So Should Get This On a Shirt

Hello, My Name is [Name] and I’m Pretending to Give a Damn.

Maybe I’ll feel like something more insightful or amusing tomorrow.

I Hate Valentine’s Day

St. Valentine, FUCK YOU!