I just want to be happy
My goal in life is quite simple. I'm looking to have the best of everything I care about and the least aggravation from the things I don't care about. Sound familiar?
I want a nice house and car, a nice garden, pair of sunglasses, cell phone, lip-gloss, job, coffee, friends, vacation, wallet, jeans, ice cream, retirement fund, frisbee, flat-screen, beer...
I want my friends to envy me, my family to like me and neighbors to love me.
I want the government to get it together, while I pay less taxes.
I want newer celebrities to love to hate.
I want others to think that I act and look like I don't care what others think.
I want more porn. I want to make some people think of porn.
I want my partner to stop looking at porn.
I want nice people to accept me, and scoffers to praise me.
I want to help people if their gratitude is greater than my cost.
I want Sunday religion, or crucifix hanging from rear view mirror religion, or kneeling several times a day religion, or what comes around goes around religion, or talk show religion. I want no damned religion at all.
I want more money. I want more money than my friends have. I want friends.
I want a fake tan that looks real. I want people with a fake tan to know how unreal they are.
I want another cigarette. I want people who smoke to know they are like people with a fake tan.
I want to be left alone. I don't want to be lonely.
I want my cleavage to look hot but accidental.
I want her to know how desperate her cleavage looks.
I want my boss to respect me. I want to disrespect my boss.
I want my kids to be raised right. I want my kids to shut up. I don't want kids at all.
I want a dessert that tastes like one million calories.
I want a nice house and car...
What I'm after is quite simple. Why is it never enough? When will I get there? Why isn't my happiness meter going up?