Lazy

This post is only to say that I like reading other people's posts more then writing my own.

I have not posted in like forever, probably because my life is boring and I have nothing to say...and no one cares anyway.

do you care? I don't care...and I am writing this jibber-jabber.



feh

Selling out to the man

I decided to be a sell out today. I am not really sure why or what I will get out of it...it is not like anyone looks at my blog anyway, so if I get 7000ths of a cent for every click through and I can only click click through like once a day it will take am long time to get one red penny.

So if you are here and feel like giving me a red penny click the ad, and when 6999 do it I get my red penny. sweet.

Just when you think life sucks

I often think life could hand me a break, and sometimes when I need one most it hands me an anvil, which it deposits on my head, from a good 30,000 feet. Then it drops a plane load of anvils on my broken and destroyed body destroying most of my will to live.

Being Lied to

Do you ever feel like you are being lied to? I feel like that a lot. I guess now that I live in a ghetto and have scant income to speak of I don't deserve the respect I thought I would when I was a small child, but I feel like when I go and visit financial institutions and places where they say that honesty is the best policy, I just feel like they are liars.

Just a hunch.

Real Dolls

Ok I just read about this whole Real Dolls thing. This is pretty interesting. A guy is lonely and looking for love...So instead of going to the local bowling alley, bar, or what not, they save up, spend $6500 (American) and buy a doll. Then they get it on. She doesn't ask you to call, she doesn't complain you were too big, too small, too noisy, too sweaty...All this and all you have to do is live with the shame of getting it on with a doll. A doll, a toy, a barbie.

yeah ok. That is cool.

tearing down the house

I discovered today that if you are unhappy with your hardwood floors all you need to do is tear them up. Underneath is perfectly good subfloor. You can walk on it...you can put nails in it without worrying about ruining the finish, you can scratch it...

you have complete flexibility. It does get soggy when it is wet, but I could probably put some thompson's water seal on it and I would be good to go.

Traveling North

I will be attending my Brother's wedding this weekend. My Brother is not very well educated, yet he has managed to find himself an over educated, younger, more attractive significant over with a masters and a PhD. I guess the key is being from another country, seeing as she talks funny and I can not understand most of what she says I guess I am better off with my home with holes in the walls.

The tingling subsides

After a mere two days in my new home the tingling from the electrocution I suffered has been replaced by a slight chilliness at night. Scrimshaw is a tad bit on the cold side and I am beginning to think the previous occupant of my home may have left because the holes in the wall allow it to get a might bit chilly in the evenings. On the plus side given the fact that the home is technically 'condemned' the rent is right.

Moving out of the basement

I have moved from the basement apt I once lived in to a fab and sunny apartment...I get sun in my place all day long. A major contributor to the sun is the large open holes in the wall. I love my new place...

I am not unemployed

But a lot of people I know are. Clearly I have lost the enthusiasm I once had for blogging. Perhaps when I am less occupied by something other then what it is I am occupied by now.

hunting

it looks like I may be unemployed damn soon.

not so damn good.

Turning point

My last post reads ok, but I figure I am only attracting more me to this site. I don't want to be loved...That is sort of the point right? But I don't want someone more clever then me to sit around and point out the ways they see through my veil. By which I mean I don't want someone to sit around and do what I do on other people's blogs...Ably or not. I think not of late, maybe I need to drink more juice.

But that is not the point, I need more...I just don't know what that is yet.

Wait with bated breath to hear what the all new shifty becomes. Perhaps a black brick, or a larger brick.

In all likelihood still a brick. Since I like the brick.

Trying too hard

Here's the thing...My purpose here was spite...And I feel like I am doing this not for that anymore.

I need to refocus. Be a little more clever, and a little less dull. Are you bored yet? I am. If you are reading and don't dislike me...I am doing something horribly wrong.

I hate you and I hate me more.

but not enough.

just figured something out

So yeah,

i don't really know why people read blogs, and I don't really know why I publish this at all, but given the fact that I do both these things, that doesn't mean I do it well and I just now figured something about this whole blog thing out.

Can you figure out what it is? assuming there is a you.

like I care.

I only care about me.

feh.

Not sleeping drains the mind of creativity, but spawns all sorts of insanity. I am attempting to find a balance... Enough sleep to come up with something interesting, but not enough so that it is a sane thought that others might consider it interesting as well.

You've got mail

I don't really have much of a life in the traditional sense. I don't like to leave my home, I don't like "sunlight" and I do not enjoy movies other people typically enjoy. So when I found myself watching cable tv the film "You've got mail" really appealed to me. It is so terrible I felt compelled to watch it beginning to end. It is much worse then other bad films. I recently saw Ever After with Drew Barrymore and Dougray Scott. That was also terrible. I mean, what kind of name is Dougray anyway? Isn't that more of two names then one name? Why not choose one? Is it ok to just sandwich two names together when you can't decide? Either way, Tom Hanks should be ashamed...And Meg Ryan, well I never really expected much from her, but she should be ashamed too.

Shame

hanging out with people better then me

I have decided I need to hang out with people who are better then me. That way when people I know see me, they will be jealous. They will say 'hey, you are totally hanging out with people who are smarter then me, I wish I could hang out with you if people who are smarter and cooler then me want to hang out with you I must want to to.'

yeah. that is what I want.

Thinking

I was thinking. That is something I like to do once a month or so, anyway, I was doing it and I wondered if I have remained true to my original blogging commitment, if in doing so here I am somehow betraying my commitment to being jerky. I have decided to redouble my efforts and detract more from real blogs. I am going to go out tonight to the web world wide and see what blogs there are, and then poop on them.

decided

I have decided nothing

I am a brick

This is a brick. I like this photo and am considering it as a representation of me.

Picture

I have been thinking I need a picture. Something all the people out there could use to identify with when they think of me. I am going to put some thought into that.

commitment

Someone questioned my commitment to my blog today. They said I was a troll (I am) and then they said I should pay more attention to my own blog instead of being a troll on theirs. To this I reply "feh." It is way more fun to harass others and belittle others then to stand up and do something you are proud of. Easier to tear down then build up. Why should I do anything I am proud of when I can be proud and how adept I was at pointing out the short-comings of others. I don't even have to be good at that. I am sure someone can do it better, I am surprised I can even come up with coherent sentances. I wouldn't be surprised if I fell asleep mid-post and then just clicked submit when I woke up...

comment

Someone posted a comment today. I never thought that would happen. My whole world is shattered and I am considering leaving the basement. With all the flooding and electrical equipment I am also getting tingly.

Hurricane

It is rainy today. There was hurricane somewhere today. I don't think it was here, but I don't go out much and I have forgotten where I live. Perhaps the water up to my knees means it was here and I should move. Or maybe I live in a basement and a pipe burst. I don't know and I don't care.

Ridiculous

I have created this with the sole purpose of detracting from other blogs seriousness.

real blogs can all go to hell.