Apathy for inconsistency

I am starting seriously to hate this blog, now. Not really starting, but at the end of the long cresent of emotional development that leads just to sheer apathy over the inconsistency with which I have treated this blog.
But I don't like to think that anything is my fault, so fuck you and fuck this blog that is so boring I wanna puke.

By the way, I am eating oatmeal because there wasn't bread, and the oatmeal is really disgusting. It reminds me of brain-matter. And its sort of spoongy and horrible, swelling in your mouth like paper, gooey and sticky to the roof of your mouth.
And I added too much salt.

Maybe that is the story of my life. I add to much salt to everything.