Call me an asshole (like you wouldn't usually, anyway), but this time of year is just generally irritating.
Shit is crowded, hectic, tacky...and everybody is all cheery and singing, which causes me to drink more, and cut up carols, because there's shit in there that really needs to be adressed.
Jingle Bells
Lyric that bothers me: "Oh, what fun it is to ride in a one-horse, open sleigh"
I don't know if you've ever rode in an open sleigh being pulled by one horse, but it's not that fun. It's actually a little painful on your ass, and slow as hell when there's about 10 people in it. It also strikes me as cruel to the horse.
Silent Night
Lyric that bothers me: "Holy infant, so tender & mild"
So, you're going to decribe a child as you would a fucking BBQ chicken-wing? You cannibalistic bastards.
Also, "sleep in heavenly peace" strikes me as a threat.
Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer
Lyric that bothers me: pretty much the whole damn thing
His nose was "shiny" (like my bald head) - I don't see my head lighting the way in thick-ass fog. For something "shiny" to do that, it has to reflect light - which isn't there in the fog in the dead of night. Also, reindeer don't fly, no matter how hard you catapult them, shithead. The only good thing about anything Rudolph related was Burl Ives, & that giant fucking yeti...speaking of which, I saw a fat woman the other day wearing a coat that looked like the pelt of a yeti. My guess is she ate the rest shortly after she skinned it. Her husband looked scared, either way.
White Christmas
Lyric that bothers me: the whole damn thing
That shit is racist. You can try to tell me "he was talking about snow", but that's bullshit. It was sang by Bing Crosby, which is 'nuff said right there.
Away In a Manger
Lyric that bothers me: not so much lyrics, as the imagery of "no crib for a bed"
The carol doesn't really piss me off as much as nativity-scenes that people put up do - THERE'S A FUCKING CRIB IN ALL OF THEM. Listen to the song - it clearly states that shit is off-limits. Then again, they're not known for "accuracy" to begin with. These days, we know that "virgin birth" really means "lying whore".
Oh Come All Ye Faithful
Lyric that bothers me: "Oh come ye, oh come ye to Bethlehem"
I don't come on command, and even when I do, it barely makes it across the damn room, let alone all the way to Bethlehem. It is, however, usually quite "joyful & triumphant", so you get a point for that.
That's all I got, so "happy non-denominational holiday" to you all, because I figure I've offended enough people with this post as it stands...and if I didn't, then you probably feel the same way about this time of year as I do...good for you.
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Friday, November 25, 2011
I got the moves like Jaeger(meister)
Every time I turn on the radio lately, I hear this dumb-ass song...which is even more reason to never turn on my fucking radio.
"I got the moves like Jagger..." - I wouldn't be bragging about that if I were you...if you had "the lips like Jagger", even less so (a trait that can be claimed by Steven Tyler, Goldie Hawn, & Joan Rivers, just to name a few). This is all assuming that Maroon 5 (as in "what a Maroon" x 5 ) is talking about Mick Jagger, which I like to assume they are.
Have you dipshits even seen Jagger move?
That's not impressing anyone, unless your name happens to BE "Mick Jagger" (kudos to him for still even breathing at his age)...even then, they're more impressed with your musical prowess than what you're doing on stage.
The man is almost 70 years old, and it's starting to show...like when they did that "steel wheels" tour back in the 80s, I thought they were talking about the ones attached to their chairs - yes, that old.
If you have "moves" like that, I'm guessing it involves a truckload of Viagra & a crane.
Maroon 5 will look especially foolish when Jagger dies - what moves will he have then?
None...that's what...unless you count lying motionless in a box as a "move", and I don't see ladies wetting their panties over corpses (well, some do, but they're a different post altogether - on a different blog about necrophilia).
If Jagger was already in his grave, he'd be turning in it.
This song has been bothering me for a while, and there was no place better to rant about it then here, so there ya go.
"I got the moves like Jagger..." - I wouldn't be bragging about that if I were you...if you had "the lips like Jagger", even less so (a trait that can be claimed by Steven Tyler, Goldie Hawn, & Joan Rivers, just to name a few). This is all assuming that Maroon 5 (as in "what a Maroon" x 5 ) is talking about Mick Jagger, which I like to assume they are.
Have you dipshits even seen Jagger move?
That's not impressing anyone, unless your name happens to BE "Mick Jagger" (kudos to him for still even breathing at his age)...even then, they're more impressed with your musical prowess than what you're doing on stage.
The man is almost 70 years old, and it's starting to show...like when they did that "steel wheels" tour back in the 80s, I thought they were talking about the ones attached to their chairs - yes, that old.
If you have "moves" like that, I'm guessing it involves a truckload of Viagra & a crane.
Maroon 5 will look especially foolish when Jagger dies - what moves will he have then?
None...that's what...unless you count lying motionless in a box as a "move", and I don't see ladies wetting their panties over corpses (well, some do, but they're a different post altogether - on a different blog about necrophilia).
If Jagger was already in his grave, he'd be turning in it.
This song has been bothering me for a while, and there was no place better to rant about it then here, so there ya go.
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Return from the planet of zero fucks
It would seem that I have neglected this hole for several months now, and that's rather significant, seeing as I rarely leave holes neglected (as my wife will tell you, I'm sure).
Yes, I said "wife".
Technically, she's still my fiancee, but since we'll be moving into a large house together at the end of the month, I may as well just use the term "wife", as we're practically married already anyway.
Reasons like the ones mentioned above have been the excuse for not updating jack shit here, but it doesn't really seem to matter, as several of you keep returning here anyway (as indicated by the now 8000+ reads on the counter).
Well, I ASSUME this is the case. It could just be ONE of you folks stalking my shit relentlessly, in which case, that's creepy as fuck, and you'd better be a hot female. Either way, I'm kind of flattered that you'd even take the time to bother, as I didn't think this shit was that interesting. I stand corrected.
Another valid reason for the lack of updates has been significantly less bullshit pissing me off - I've been much more peaceful & less angry, and this causes a drop in blog-activity, for obvious reasons.
Bear in mind, I didn't say "NONE", as there certainly has been.
For instance, the "occupy movement"...
I'm not saying I disagree with the original goals of said movement (quite the contrary), but the fact that it degraded into what appeared to be jobless hippy-hipsters who couldn't keep their goals straight & didn't seem to know what the hell they were protesting anymore irks my shit more than a little.
The cops - well, they decided to be cops, and broke most of these "protests" up after about a month of "occupation". As always, they can "occupy" my middle finger & spin. Fucking stormtrooper automatons.
Then we have the media-coverage, which was ad-nauseum, and seemed to focus more on this crap, than anything else going on in the world (it was there every goddamn day, for fuck's sake).
In the meantime, Michael Jackson's doctor (I don't give a fuck what his name is, as stating it would only give him more celebrity than he deserves) got raped in court. Well, maybe not raped...a 5-month sentence for outright killing someone is more like a gentle, consensual fucking by a kind stranger.
Oh, and Heavy D died, which was sad as hell, & I had to find out online, as the regular media is clearly comprised of (as Hev would have put it) Um-diddly-diddly-diddly-diddly-douchebags. R.I.P - you were awesome (and probably would have appreciated that joke).
So, as you can tell, I'm back to update this thing now, though I don't know with how much frequency.
It seems that over the summer, I bit off a bit more than I could chew, and decided to undertake about 4 separate musical side-projects (not including "...And Stuff", which is now on a slight hiatus). I'll keep you posted on these as they happen, but in the meantime, you really should go and catch up on the shit I HAVE been releasing over at http://www.soundcloud.com/j_digital - the sets in particular have improved greatly since I finally broke down and upgraded my fucking software (after saying I never would for many years - if this is "selling out", well then fuck it & oh well).
Hope to be entertaining you all in the near future - take care, kids!
Yes, I said "wife".
Technically, she's still my fiancee, but since we'll be moving into a large house together at the end of the month, I may as well just use the term "wife", as we're practically married already anyway.
Reasons like the ones mentioned above have been the excuse for not updating jack shit here, but it doesn't really seem to matter, as several of you keep returning here anyway (as indicated by the now 8000+ reads on the counter).
Well, I ASSUME this is the case. It could just be ONE of you folks stalking my shit relentlessly, in which case, that's creepy as fuck, and you'd better be a hot female. Either way, I'm kind of flattered that you'd even take the time to bother, as I didn't think this shit was that interesting. I stand corrected.
Another valid reason for the lack of updates has been significantly less bullshit pissing me off - I've been much more peaceful & less angry, and this causes a drop in blog-activity, for obvious reasons.
Bear in mind, I didn't say "NONE", as there certainly has been.
For instance, the "occupy movement"...
I'm not saying I disagree with the original goals of said movement (quite the contrary), but the fact that it degraded into what appeared to be jobless hippy-hipsters who couldn't keep their goals straight & didn't seem to know what the hell they were protesting anymore irks my shit more than a little.
The cops - well, they decided to be cops, and broke most of these "protests" up after about a month of "occupation". As always, they can "occupy" my middle finger & spin. Fucking stormtrooper automatons.
Then we have the media-coverage, which was ad-nauseum, and seemed to focus more on this crap, than anything else going on in the world (it was there every goddamn day, for fuck's sake).
In the meantime, Michael Jackson's doctor (I don't give a fuck what his name is, as stating it would only give him more celebrity than he deserves) got raped in court. Well, maybe not raped...a 5-month sentence for outright killing someone is more like a gentle, consensual fucking by a kind stranger.
Oh, and Heavy D died, which was sad as hell, & I had to find out online, as the regular media is clearly comprised of (as Hev would have put it) Um-diddly-diddly-diddly-diddly-douchebags. R.I.P - you were awesome (and probably would have appreciated that joke).
So, as you can tell, I'm back to update this thing now, though I don't know with how much frequency.
It seems that over the summer, I bit off a bit more than I could chew, and decided to undertake about 4 separate musical side-projects (not including "...And Stuff", which is now on a slight hiatus). I'll keep you posted on these as they happen, but in the meantime, you really should go and catch up on the shit I HAVE been releasing over at http://www.soundcloud.com/j_digital - the sets in particular have improved greatly since I finally broke down and upgraded my fucking software (after saying I never would for many years - if this is "selling out", well then fuck it & oh well).
Hope to be entertaining you all in the near future - take care, kids!
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Balls-deep in the bush
For the past few days, I have been surviving in the wilderness, with nothing more than a couple of knives, a multi-tool, and my wondrous cranium - on walkabout, if you will.
Why would I do this?
To return to basics. To be primal. To sort out my own head. To adapt & change. Finally, to awaken on a spiritual level.
I logged my time out there, but have decided that I will not be posting it this time around - mainly because 3 days is fucking child's play, and I'm aiming for a week next time...the only reason I returned, was due to a massive storm moving in, and my shelter wouldn't have been able to withstand that (that, and 3 days in shitty weather surviving on less than basics is more than enough time for you to figure your shit out - at least enough to suffice for now) - not to mention the fact that I'm already pretty damp.
I will, however, let you in on a few points of interest over the past week, which included:
* seeing some sort of red snake, which I didn't think we had in this area (kept my distance, because the fucker looked poisonous)
* surviving in a forest which is home to bears, wolves, and countless other critters that can fuck you up if they wanted to (yet didn't, thankfully)
* fishing with a spear - yes, frogs count too.
* making fire - the most primal of activities
* proving to myself that I am more than self-sufficient, and could live like that indefinitely if I had to
* proving to myself that I can take it, as well as dish it when the situation calls for it
* being awoken by deer rustling nearby (day 2)
* fantastic views
* putting up with rain, wind, shelter falling over, traps failing, and cold nights
* hunting, and eating things I wouldn't normally eat
* epiphany after epiphany (more on this later)
* avoiding the internet (which sucks, in case you forgot the title of this blog)
No real "spiritual awakening", but I'm guessing it's because I wasn't gone long enough....or the complete lack of peyote & mushrooms.
Might have to bring something like that next time - as well as a camera (may as well film it and keep you folks entertained - works for Les Stroud)
I'd leave you folks with some music, but I'm understandably dirty, tired, and hungry right now.
Deal with it.
Why would I do this?
To return to basics. To be primal. To sort out my own head. To adapt & change. Finally, to awaken on a spiritual level.
I logged my time out there, but have decided that I will not be posting it this time around - mainly because 3 days is fucking child's play, and I'm aiming for a week next time...the only reason I returned, was due to a massive storm moving in, and my shelter wouldn't have been able to withstand that (that, and 3 days in shitty weather surviving on less than basics is more than enough time for you to figure your shit out - at least enough to suffice for now) - not to mention the fact that I'm already pretty damp.
I will, however, let you in on a few points of interest over the past week, which included:
* seeing some sort of red snake, which I didn't think we had in this area (kept my distance, because the fucker looked poisonous)
* surviving in a forest which is home to bears, wolves, and countless other critters that can fuck you up if they wanted to (yet didn't, thankfully)
* fishing with a spear - yes, frogs count too.
* making fire - the most primal of activities
* proving to myself that I am more than self-sufficient, and could live like that indefinitely if I had to
* proving to myself that I can take it, as well as dish it when the situation calls for it
* being awoken by deer rustling nearby (day 2)
* fantastic views
* putting up with rain, wind, shelter falling over, traps failing, and cold nights
* hunting, and eating things I wouldn't normally eat
* epiphany after epiphany (more on this later)
* avoiding the internet (which sucks, in case you forgot the title of this blog)
No real "spiritual awakening", but I'm guessing it's because I wasn't gone long enough....or the complete lack of peyote & mushrooms.
Might have to bring something like that next time - as well as a camera (may as well film it and keep you folks entertained - works for Les Stroud)
I'd leave you folks with some music, but I'm understandably dirty, tired, and hungry right now.
Deal with it.
Friday, June 3, 2011
STOP - Hammered-time
Once again, I've been drinking.
Sue me - it's fucking Friday.
I don't really have anything new to bitch about (anything WORTHY, that is), and I've got a buzz on (which is grounds to not even post here, but fuck that), so I'll just tell you fine readers to go and listen to (comment on, follow my ass, etc.) all the new content I have over at http://www.soundcloud.com/j_digital
I'm sure it's much better than the lame shit you had planned, anyway, as you're sitting at home, reading this bullshit on a Friday night.
Enjoy, and I'll be back eventually to rant about something to keep you people entertained.
Sue me - it's fucking Friday.
I don't really have anything new to bitch about (anything WORTHY, that is), and I've got a buzz on (which is grounds to not even post here, but fuck that), so I'll just tell you fine readers to go and listen to (comment on, follow my ass, etc.) all the new content I have over at http://www.soundcloud.com/j_digital
I'm sure it's much better than the lame shit you had planned, anyway, as you're sitting at home, reading this bullshit on a Friday night.
Enjoy, and I'll be back eventually to rant about something to keep you people entertained.
Sunday, May 22, 2011
I got something long & white for you to suck on...
Every now and then, I enjoy filling my lungs with smoke - cigarettes, pipe-tobacco, weed - it's really all good to me (except crack &/or PCP - I'll pass on those, thanx).
"World No Tobacco Day" is apparently on May 31st.
I aim to smoke at least twice as much on that day, just to spite the non-smokers, who have taken over everything, and are making those of us that smoke look like Satan himself.
In the past ten years, smokers have become the new scapegoat for hate - hating on others differences is wrong (so we're taught), but if you smoke, you're fair game to be treated like dirt?
So THIS is what replaced racism (an improvement, but not by much).
My theory is as follows: if you don't like inhaling what I'm smoking, either move away from me, or stop breathing...don't go bitching and complaining because I'm in a public OUTDOOR area killing myself - that should be my right...but oh yeah...I forgot - nobody has any rights.
I also do not approve of the governments telling us where we can and can't smoke - a few years ago, none of that shit mattered. Now, they're all concerned about our health - sure...that's why cigarettes are still readily available and legal, and weed is neither, right? You sure have no problem pushing prescription meds that can kill someone in about a tenth of time to small children...hell, you make that MANDATORY in most schools. Time to get some fucking priorities - logic wouldn't hurt, either.
At some point this summer, I plan on quitting smoking (tobacco - not weed, you idiot)...not because of any of this, but because: a) it's expensive as fuck b) I've done this long enough and grow tired of it and c) I want to be even healthier than I already am.
In the meantime, however, I will continue to pollute my lungs until my quit-date, mainly because I have an image to maintain...especially after this post.
Music later, as I'm currently blanking on what tunes I have that would be related.
"World No Tobacco Day" is apparently on May 31st.
I aim to smoke at least twice as much on that day, just to spite the non-smokers, who have taken over everything, and are making those of us that smoke look like Satan himself.
In the past ten years, smokers have become the new scapegoat for hate - hating on others differences is wrong (so we're taught), but if you smoke, you're fair game to be treated like dirt?
So THIS is what replaced racism (an improvement, but not by much).
My theory is as follows: if you don't like inhaling what I'm smoking, either move away from me, or stop breathing...don't go bitching and complaining because I'm in a public OUTDOOR area killing myself - that should be my right...but oh yeah...I forgot - nobody has any rights.
I also do not approve of the governments telling us where we can and can't smoke - a few years ago, none of that shit mattered. Now, they're all concerned about our health - sure...that's why cigarettes are still readily available and legal, and weed is neither, right? You sure have no problem pushing prescription meds that can kill someone in about a tenth of time to small children...hell, you make that MANDATORY in most schools. Time to get some fucking priorities - logic wouldn't hurt, either.
At some point this summer, I plan on quitting smoking (tobacco - not weed, you idiot)...not because of any of this, but because: a) it's expensive as fuck b) I've done this long enough and grow tired of it and c) I want to be even healthier than I already am.
In the meantime, however, I will continue to pollute my lungs until my quit-date, mainly because I have an image to maintain...especially after this post.
Music later, as I'm currently blanking on what tunes I have that would be related.
Friday, May 20, 2011
DON'T PANIC
There is no "Rapture" going on this weekend.
Believing in such tripe not only makes you look like an idiot, but lets the terrorists win - by "terrorists" I, of course, mean "organized religion"
Once again, so-called "religion" has "predicted" a bunch of bullshit to spread fear-mongering and attempt to control the masses into being a bunch of subservient dickheads...and like lemmings, the more gullible ones are falling for it.
When, once again, NOTHING HAPPENS, the people spreading these lies will run & hide with their tails between their legs - or change their "prediction" to a later date, stating something like "our math was wrong". It's not your "math" that's wrong, dumbass - it's your twisted belief-system.
Over the years, there have been many "warnings" from groups of douchebags claiming that the world is going to end - all came and went with no incident (remember Y2K?)...this crap is no different. If you're actually worried about this, you should probably suffocate yourself right now, and save yourself the embarrassment of being wrong when dick-all happens.
Now, I'm not attacking religion itself - there's nothing wrong in believing in something that teaches decent values...there IS something wrong in telling others they're going to die unless they convert to your beliefs, though...as well as making people seem "inferior" by putting a limit on the "number of souls allowed into paradise". Apparently, "Heaven" is an exclusive nightclub with a hard-to-get-on guestlist, brick-headed bouncer, and a bunch of shitty, mind-numbing Trance being played.
If this is actually the case, I'm making sure I go to "Hell"...at least it's warm all year there.
I'd post music, but since "the world is ending", and there won't be anyone left to hear it when we all get sucked into the heavens or die a terrible death, there's no real point now, is there?
LULZ.
Believing in such tripe not only makes you look like an idiot, but lets the terrorists win - by "terrorists" I, of course, mean "organized religion"
Once again, so-called "religion" has "predicted" a bunch of bullshit to spread fear-mongering and attempt to control the masses into being a bunch of subservient dickheads...and like lemmings, the more gullible ones are falling for it.
When, once again, NOTHING HAPPENS, the people spreading these lies will run & hide with their tails between their legs - or change their "prediction" to a later date, stating something like "our math was wrong". It's not your "math" that's wrong, dumbass - it's your twisted belief-system.
Over the years, there have been many "warnings" from groups of douchebags claiming that the world is going to end - all came and went with no incident (remember Y2K?)...this crap is no different. If you're actually worried about this, you should probably suffocate yourself right now, and save yourself the embarrassment of being wrong when dick-all happens.
Now, I'm not attacking religion itself - there's nothing wrong in believing in something that teaches decent values...there IS something wrong in telling others they're going to die unless they convert to your beliefs, though...as well as making people seem "inferior" by putting a limit on the "number of souls allowed into paradise". Apparently, "Heaven" is an exclusive nightclub with a hard-to-get-on guestlist, brick-headed bouncer, and a bunch of shitty, mind-numbing Trance being played.
If this is actually the case, I'm making sure I go to "Hell"...at least it's warm all year there.
I'd post music, but since "the world is ending", and there won't be anyone left to hear it when we all get sucked into the heavens or die a terrible death, there's no real point now, is there?
LULZ.
Monday, May 2, 2011
If you don't read this blog, the terrorists win
I'm sure you've all seen the news that Osama Bin Laden is dead.
The world has supposedly lost the finest player of hide-and-seek it has ever seen - TEN FUCKING YEARS.
I say "supposedly", because I feel that this is a huge load of bullshit.
First off, America doesn't seem content unless it's constantly in the news - due to the royal wedding (more tripe I could give less of a fuck about), it wasn't...and lo and behold, all of the sudden, Bin Laden is dead - right.
Secondly, it would be super-easy to fake. Go to any major metropolis, and spend the day randomly hailing cabs - you'll run across at least 5 drivers that resemble Osama closely enough that they could pass for him. Hell, even Saddam Hussein had multiple doubles. I'm personally mistaken for another, more famous Toronto DJ at least 3 times a year (you know I'm not him after a couple minutes of talking to me, as it becomes apparent that I'm a much bigger asshole, and he's a stand-up, class-act of a dude).
Thirdly, I see our Prime Minister just had to get his say in, and said "we must protect our country from similar attacks" - my guess is it'll be his last little speech before his ass is booted the fuck out later this evening when the votes come in. Terrorists will not attack a country that willingly harbors them - it has been proven that we just let them waltz right in and set up shop here (which is just one reason I hate this country, but that's a completely different rant). If they really wanted to hit us Canadians where it hurts, they'd blow up the breweries, but I think they know better - never deny a Canadian their beer, or they turn into ravenous beasts that'll tear your fucking head off if you look at them funny.
I think what pisses me off the most about this klusterfuck is the fact that every US politician (and maybe even citizen, but I'm elaborating here) seems to be calling this event a "victory".
Ok, so killing ONE GUY who may or may not have even been responsible for attacks on your country is a "victory" - even though the death-toll of your citizens, soldiers & allies total in the thousands, and that's not even including the deaths of the innocents in the countries you "liberated" (AKA "freed the shit out of"). Great fucking logic.
Not to mention the fact that it took TEN YEARS to do this - when I was younger, some friends of mine prank-called an airport with bomb-threats, and they were in jail within 3 days, after being surrounded by about 20 FBI agents. There was no bomb, and they were just stupid fucking kids...they didn't blow up a landmark, killing thousands.What the bloody fuck? There's a thing called "priorities" guys..it's right up there with "REAL threat-assessment" - maybe you should learn these terms...you know, instead of fingering the assholes of law-abiding citizens at the airport to give the illusion that you're doing something?
I'd continue on with this rant, but I'd like to remain in a somewhat positive mood for the day.
Therefore, it's music-time...and the content of this whole post can be summed up with just ONE song:
Silverchair - Pure Massacre
http://www.sendspace.com/file/qjviih
Enjoy, kids.
The world has supposedly lost the finest player of hide-and-seek it has ever seen - TEN FUCKING YEARS.
I say "supposedly", because I feel that this is a huge load of bullshit.
First off, America doesn't seem content unless it's constantly in the news - due to the royal wedding (more tripe I could give less of a fuck about), it wasn't...and lo and behold, all of the sudden, Bin Laden is dead - right.
Secondly, it would be super-easy to fake. Go to any major metropolis, and spend the day randomly hailing cabs - you'll run across at least 5 drivers that resemble Osama closely enough that they could pass for him. Hell, even Saddam Hussein had multiple doubles. I'm personally mistaken for another, more famous Toronto DJ at least 3 times a year (you know I'm not him after a couple minutes of talking to me, as it becomes apparent that I'm a much bigger asshole, and he's a stand-up, class-act of a dude).
Thirdly, I see our Prime Minister just had to get his say in, and said "we must protect our country from similar attacks" - my guess is it'll be his last little speech before his ass is booted the fuck out later this evening when the votes come in. Terrorists will not attack a country that willingly harbors them - it has been proven that we just let them waltz right in and set up shop here (which is just one reason I hate this country, but that's a completely different rant). If they really wanted to hit us Canadians where it hurts, they'd blow up the breweries, but I think they know better - never deny a Canadian their beer, or they turn into ravenous beasts that'll tear your fucking head off if you look at them funny.
I think what pisses me off the most about this klusterfuck is the fact that every US politician (and maybe even citizen, but I'm elaborating here) seems to be calling this event a "victory".
Ok, so killing ONE GUY who may or may not have even been responsible for attacks on your country is a "victory" - even though the death-toll of your citizens, soldiers & allies total in the thousands, and that's not even including the deaths of the innocents in the countries you "liberated" (AKA "freed the shit out of"). Great fucking logic.
Not to mention the fact that it took TEN YEARS to do this - when I was younger, some friends of mine prank-called an airport with bomb-threats, and they were in jail within 3 days, after being surrounded by about 20 FBI agents. There was no bomb, and they were just stupid fucking kids...they didn't blow up a landmark, killing thousands.What the bloody fuck? There's a thing called "priorities" guys..it's right up there with "REAL threat-assessment" - maybe you should learn these terms...you know, instead of fingering the assholes of law-abiding citizens at the airport to give the illusion that you're doing something?
I'd continue on with this rant, but I'd like to remain in a somewhat positive mood for the day.
Therefore, it's music-time...and the content of this whole post can be summed up with just ONE song:
Silverchair - Pure Massacre
http://www.sendspace.com/file/qjviih
Enjoy, kids.
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
You can't handle the tooth
I have a front tooth with a shitty cap on it, as some of you may have noticed.
A couple of weeks ago, it finally fell off after 15 years - it had a good run...but I wasn't about to walk around with a busted front, and talk like some dipshit, so I super-glued the fucker back on.
Today, while out for lunch at Arby's (insert "that shit totally looks like vagina" joke here - even though I had the chicken-bacon-swiss), the little bastard fell off again.
I made a b-line for the nearest dentist, as this should qualify as an "emergency". I was told that they couldn't do a damn thing for about 2 weeks - by 2 separate places, due to bookings. Apparently, the word "emergency" has lost all sense of urgency in this world.
Thankfully, there's super-glue, and it is back on once again...hopefully, it holds for another 2 weeks - just long enough for the dental community to get the dick out of their asses and fix it for me (along with the rest of my horrendous-ass mouth).
You'd think they'd jump at the opportunity to be able to add another story to their house, seeing as even the smallest and most simple dental procedure brings them the equivalent of a month's salary of the average person (usually more than that).
I feel like the word "dentist" should be replaced in the English lexicon by the phrase "professional wallet-rapist in the field of sadistic oral repair". I'm sure the only reason it hasn't is because it's too long to be used in casual conversation. Well, that, and the fact that it's pretty much implied any time anyone uses the word "dentist".
And now, totally related music:
Steve Martin - Dentist (from Little Shop Of Horrors)
http://www.sendspace.com/file/eg7is4
Weird Al Yankovic - Cavity Search
http://www.sendspace.com/file/wyfgs4
Blind Melon - Mouthful Of Cavities
http://www.sendspace.com/file/xasnzc
Of course, no trip to the professional wallet-rapist in the field of sadistic oral repair would be complete without what passes for "muzak", so here you go (feel free to picture the sound of a high-pitched dental-drill over top of these for added effect):
Herb Alpert And The Tijuana Brass - Spanish Flea
http://www.sendspace.com/file/6e378q
Al Hirt - Java (Instrumental)
http://www.sendspace.com/file/calu2c
Enjoy, kids - more to come later...and, of course, happy 420.
A couple of weeks ago, it finally fell off after 15 years - it had a good run...but I wasn't about to walk around with a busted front, and talk like some dipshit, so I super-glued the fucker back on.
Today, while out for lunch at Arby's (insert "that shit totally looks like vagina" joke here - even though I had the chicken-bacon-swiss), the little bastard fell off again.
I made a b-line for the nearest dentist, as this should qualify as an "emergency". I was told that they couldn't do a damn thing for about 2 weeks - by 2 separate places, due to bookings. Apparently, the word "emergency" has lost all sense of urgency in this world.
Thankfully, there's super-glue, and it is back on once again...hopefully, it holds for another 2 weeks - just long enough for the dental community to get the dick out of their asses and fix it for me (along with the rest of my horrendous-ass mouth).
You'd think they'd jump at the opportunity to be able to add another story to their house, seeing as even the smallest and most simple dental procedure brings them the equivalent of a month's salary of the average person (usually more than that).
I feel like the word "dentist" should be replaced in the English lexicon by the phrase "professional wallet-rapist in the field of sadistic oral repair". I'm sure the only reason it hasn't is because it's too long to be used in casual conversation. Well, that, and the fact that it's pretty much implied any time anyone uses the word "dentist".
And now, totally related music:
http://www.sendspace.com/file/eg7is4
Weird Al Yankovic - Cavity Search
http://www.sendspace.com/file/wyfgs4
http://www.sendspace.com/file/xasnzc
Of course, no trip to the professional wallet-rapist in the field of sadistic oral repair would be complete without what passes for "muzak", so here you go (feel free to picture the sound of a high-pitched dental-drill over top of these for added effect):
Herb Alpert And The Tijuana Brass - Spanish Flea
http://www.sendspace.com/file/6e378q
Al Hirt - Java (Instrumental)
http://www.sendspace.com/file/calu2c
Enjoy, kids - more to come later...and, of course, happy 420.
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
News-Flush
You people should probably be aware that I don't watch the news.
Every time I do, it's ALWAYS the same shit - car crash, dead/murdered people (and the cops have their thumbs up their asses), some bullshit about politicians that can suck my dick, and a bunch of pointless filler. Oh, and the weather report, which is usually right up there in accuracy with a reading from fucking Miss Cleo.
I just really don't give a shit about what's going on - I'm happier not knowing.
Tonight was the first time in 4 months I have turned on the news - I haven't missed a DAMN THING: dead broads (cops with their thumbs up their asses), a "controversial" royal wedding (Who cares? Let the fucking guy marry a commoner - are we not past this monarchy bullshit anyway?), Charlie Sheen (the only "news story" that is anywhere near "entertaining" - and that's stretching it), Hydro rates going up (you get a discount, but then a HUGE ass-raping to make up for it), Liberals & Conservatives in a race to see who can suck the most voter cock (BTW - if you're Canadian and DON'T vote NDP this time, I'm coming to your house to stab you in the crotch until you bleed out & die - it's about fucking time we had some REAL goddamn change in this fucking country, and his name is JACK LAYTON - learn it, live it, vote it), and, of course, a weather report which the douchebag obviously pulled out of his ass, and will probably change by the 11pm news.
I now realize WHY I don't watch the news: I DON'T CARE & IT JUST PISSES ME OFF.
It doesn't even have to try...it has always rubbed me the wrong way.
None of these stories are worth getting angry over, yet, even knowing that there is anything going on outside of my own world is cause for me to rant, because I'm a self-centered prick who doesn't give a fuck about the world's ills - I have my own life to worry about, thanks.
All of 2 things should EVER be news, and everything else is just filler:
1) The world is ending, shit is blowing up, and we're all going to die
2) Warning: THERE ARE FUCKING ZOMBIES
Stop reporting anything else - it's not news, and only the brain-dead (and elderly) care.
Music coming in the next post, because obviously I'm too irritated to bother this time.
Every time I do, it's ALWAYS the same shit - car crash, dead/murdered people (and the cops have their thumbs up their asses), some bullshit about politicians that can suck my dick, and a bunch of pointless filler. Oh, and the weather report, which is usually right up there in accuracy with a reading from fucking Miss Cleo.
I just really don't give a shit about what's going on - I'm happier not knowing.
Tonight was the first time in 4 months I have turned on the news - I haven't missed a DAMN THING: dead broads (cops with their thumbs up their asses), a "controversial" royal wedding (Who cares? Let the fucking guy marry a commoner - are we not past this monarchy bullshit anyway?), Charlie Sheen (the only "news story" that is anywhere near "entertaining" - and that's stretching it), Hydro rates going up (you get a discount, but then a HUGE ass-raping to make up for it), Liberals & Conservatives in a race to see who can suck the most voter cock (BTW - if you're Canadian and DON'T vote NDP this time, I'm coming to your house to stab you in the crotch until you bleed out & die - it's about fucking time we had some REAL goddamn change in this fucking country, and his name is JACK LAYTON - learn it, live it, vote it), and, of course, a weather report which the douchebag obviously pulled out of his ass, and will probably change by the 11pm news.
I now realize WHY I don't watch the news: I DON'T CARE & IT JUST PISSES ME OFF.
It doesn't even have to try...it has always rubbed me the wrong way.
None of these stories are worth getting angry over, yet, even knowing that there is anything going on outside of my own world is cause for me to rant, because I'm a self-centered prick who doesn't give a fuck about the world's ills - I have my own life to worry about, thanks.
All of 2 things should EVER be news, and everything else is just filler:
1) The world is ending, shit is blowing up, and we're all going to die
2) Warning: THERE ARE FUCKING ZOMBIES
Stop reporting anything else - it's not news, and only the brain-dead (and elderly) care.
Music coming in the next post, because obviously I'm too irritated to bother this time.
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Huge waste of bandwidth
I really haven't had much interesting to talk about over the past couple of weeks - at least, nothing I would want to share on a public blog - and ranting has subsided greatly..
Significantly less has been pissing me off lately (probably because I am sans-Ohio-bitch & her negative bullshit, and plus an awesome new chick, who does nothing but build me up & make me happy - a word which isn't usually in my vocabulary), and I am left to update this blog with mindless, meaningless drivel to keep traffic here alive to feed my already massive ego...drivel which, apparently, still garners mass amounts of hits, and this confuses me.
Hence the blog's title - you folks clearly give too much of a shit about nothing, which is apparent by the traffic this blog gets - updates or not.
I fail to see what is so interesting about this blog, as it doesn't have much to offer as of late. It's not like I'm going to be winning a fucking Pulitzer for writing this bullshit, either.
Perhaps I should put in some ads to cash in on the reads which come from nowhere?
It certainly couldn't hurt my wallet, but might hurt your eyes, which is why I haven't yet - don't go thinking I care, because I don't...I'm just like you, and hate ads as much as the rest of you.
Still, not a bad idea for the future...donations are also welcome, because who doesn't like free money?
If you're willing to hand it out, I'm willing to accept it.
I leave you all with the following advice:
Go outside, get some sun, exercise, & fresh air, and stop wasting your lives behind a screen.
Your life will thank you for it.
Not even music this time - I'm that unmotivated on this infernal machine...more to come eventually.
Significantly less has been pissing me off lately (probably because I am sans-Ohio-bitch & her negative bullshit, and plus an awesome new chick, who does nothing but build me up & make me happy - a word which isn't usually in my vocabulary), and I am left to update this blog with mindless, meaningless drivel to keep traffic here alive to feed my already massive ego...drivel which, apparently, still garners mass amounts of hits, and this confuses me.
Hence the blog's title - you folks clearly give too much of a shit about nothing, which is apparent by the traffic this blog gets - updates or not.
I fail to see what is so interesting about this blog, as it doesn't have much to offer as of late. It's not like I'm going to be winning a fucking Pulitzer for writing this bullshit, either.
Perhaps I should put in some ads to cash in on the reads which come from nowhere?
It certainly couldn't hurt my wallet, but might hurt your eyes, which is why I haven't yet - don't go thinking I care, because I don't...I'm just like you, and hate ads as much as the rest of you.
Still, not a bad idea for the future...donations are also welcome, because who doesn't like free money?
If you're willing to hand it out, I'm willing to accept it.
I leave you all with the following advice:
Go outside, get some sun, exercise, & fresh air, and stop wasting your lives behind a screen.
Your life will thank you for it.
Not even music this time - I'm that unmotivated on this infernal machine...more to come eventually.
Thursday, March 31, 2011
It ate EVERYTHING
As some of you may be aware, the mayor of Toronto (Rob Ford) is being a whiny bitch about some photoshops of him circulating in a publication known as "Now".
Not only has he caught the public eye by being a hideous, disgusting, amorphous blob of a douchebag, he has also pulled the copies of this publication from boxes on city property because he can't take a little ribbing.
What an idiot.
Well, he can't stop the Internet - so go here, like, and add some content:
http://www.facebook.com/pages/Photoshop-Rob-Ford-Because-He-Hates-It/175290305855539
While you're at it, go have some laughs over at http://www.blobford.com/ - your source for all the Rob Ford parody news you could possibly want.
More posts coming eventually.
Same with the music and shit.
Busy lately with many different projects, so the blog is suffering a bit, but I'll try to update as much as I can.
Stay tuned, kids.
Not only has he caught the public eye by being a hideous, disgusting, amorphous blob of a douchebag, he has also pulled the copies of this publication from boxes on city property because he can't take a little ribbing.
What an idiot.
Well, he can't stop the Internet - so go here, like, and add some content:
http://www.facebook.com/pages/Photoshop-Rob-Ford-Because-He-Hates-It/175290305855539
While you're at it, go have some laughs over at http://www.blobford.com/ - your source for all the Rob Ford parody news you could possibly want.
More posts coming eventually.
Same with the music and shit.
Busy lately with many different projects, so the blog is suffering a bit, but I'll try to update as much as I can.
Stay tuned, kids.
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Bitches don't know 'bout my "Lucky Charms"
It's St. Patrick's Day...a day about celebrating your Irish heritage (well, that's what it is now, anyway).
Being part Irish, I certainly live up to the stereotypes - I get drunk (not easily, though) & I like to fight. I have never been to Ireland, but I hear it's quite green and lush...and when I say "lush", I'm not talking about the natives, either.
I don't really have much else to say about this, so wear green, get pissed on green beer (doesn't have to be green - can be Guinness - or Jameson whiskey), and knock someone's teeth out today.
If you have time, do a jig, Riverdance, and guard your pot of gold while holding your clover high.
House Of Pain - Top O' The Morning To Ya
http://www.sendspace.com/file/l2jjw6
Being part Irish, I certainly live up to the stereotypes - I get drunk (not easily, though) & I like to fight. I have never been to Ireland, but I hear it's quite green and lush...and when I say "lush", I'm not talking about the natives, either.
I don't really have much else to say about this, so wear green, get pissed on green beer (doesn't have to be green - can be Guinness - or Jameson whiskey), and knock someone's teeth out today.
If you have time, do a jig, Riverdance, and guard your pot of gold while holding your clover high.
House Of Pain - Top O' The Morning To Ya
http://www.sendspace.com/file/l2jjw6
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Turning Japanese - no, wait...that's just the fallout...my bad
This whole "Japan nuclear crisis" thing is getting out of hand with the fear-mongering.
I have read several articles on the subject, and it seems to me that nobody really knows what the hell is going on - multiple explosions, dead people, possibility of fallout (or maybe not) - seems that we can't get a straight story out of anyone on this subject.
I've heard everything from "it's cool, man - don't worry", to "oh shit - fallout is going to hit North America and kill everyone" (which doesn't affect me personally, because I'm out of the proposed zones listed on that fake map). Even if it did affect me, I still probably wouldn't care too much - my motto has been: some things are just inevitable sometimes, so why even fight it.
I'm not hating on Japan, as they've been through enough - earthquake, tsunami, Godzilla/Mothra attacks, groping on overcrowded public transit, expensive toilet-paper, tentacle-rape, the repeated release of the "Pokemon" series - disastrous pandemonium everywhere you look over there.
If it turns out that this whole situation does blow up to apocalyptic proportions, you can be fairly sure that the U.S. will get involved, and go and attack Iran or something (because they must have something to do with all this, right?). This whole ordeal has the potential to scare the piss out of many gullible & naive individuals, unless people actually start reading everything they can to educate themselves, and get a better grasp of things - even then, the news that's being put out there about it varies greatly, so it's not like you'll ever get a clear story either way.
Take my advice, and don't even care until all of these stories decide to tell the same one...even if it's "too late" by then - at least you won't look like a paranoid fool.
Besides, tumors can be sexy.
By "sexy", I, of course, mean "not sexy in the least".
Possibly related (or not) tunage:
The Vapors - Turning Japanese
http://www.sendspace.com/file/j9verj
(yes, I realize it's mislabelled)
Yellow Magic Orchestra - Rydeen
http://www.sendspace.com/file/3i121s
Matthew Sweet - Superdeformed(Demo)
http://www.sendspace.com/file/rx2fpm
Front Line Assembly & Die Krupps - The Last Flood
http://www.sendspace.com/file/ttuucv
Nine Inch Nails - Burn
http://www.sendspace.com/file/l3no7o
I have read several articles on the subject, and it seems to me that nobody really knows what the hell is going on - multiple explosions, dead people, possibility of fallout (or maybe not) - seems that we can't get a straight story out of anyone on this subject.
I've heard everything from "it's cool, man - don't worry", to "oh shit - fallout is going to hit North America and kill everyone" (which doesn't affect me personally, because I'm out of the proposed zones listed on that fake map). Even if it did affect me, I still probably wouldn't care too much - my motto has been: some things are just inevitable sometimes, so why even fight it.
I'm not hating on Japan, as they've been through enough - earthquake, tsunami, Godzilla/Mothra attacks, groping on overcrowded public transit, expensive toilet-paper, tentacle-rape, the repeated release of the "Pokemon" series - disastrous pandemonium everywhere you look over there.
If it turns out that this whole situation does blow up to apocalyptic proportions, you can be fairly sure that the U.S. will get involved, and go and attack Iran or something (because they must have something to do with all this, right?). This whole ordeal has the potential to scare the piss out of many gullible & naive individuals, unless people actually start reading everything they can to educate themselves, and get a better grasp of things - even then, the news that's being put out there about it varies greatly, so it's not like you'll ever get a clear story either way.
Take my advice, and don't even care until all of these stories decide to tell the same one...even if it's "too late" by then - at least you won't look like a paranoid fool.
Besides, tumors can be sexy.
By "sexy", I, of course, mean "not sexy in the least".
Possibly related (or not) tunage:
The Vapors - Turning Japanese
http://www.sendspace.com/file/j9verj
(yes, I realize it's mislabelled)
Yellow Magic Orchestra - Rydeen
http://www.sendspace.com/file/3i121s
Matthew Sweet - Superdeformed(Demo)
http://www.sendspace.com/file/rx2fpm
Front Line Assembly & Die Krupps - The Last Flood
http://www.sendspace.com/file/ttuucv
Nine Inch Nails - Burn
http://www.sendspace.com/file/l3no7o
Sid Vicious - My Way
http://www.sendspace.com/file/h8yjyn
Monday, March 14, 2011
Alcohol-powered cur
A good friend of mine recently returned from a trip to Mexico.
He brought me back a bottle of Mezcal - which I have never had...
Mezcal, for those of you that don't know, is a lot like Tequila, only made from the agave cactus, which gives it a unique (not to mention orgasmically delicious) flavour.
After one shot, I noticed how smooth & delicious it was - it was like a thousand, big-breasted angels came explosive rainbows in my mouth, & it makes ordinary Tequila look like rancid urine in comparison. My friend had told me that he was informed that all you needed of this was 3 shots - I accepted that challenge (but worked up to it).
A couple of days later, me & another friend downed 2 shots apiece...it wasn't really enough to get a buzz off of.
A couple of days after that came the real test - I took 3 in quick succession of one another. Not feeling much more than a dim glow, I decided to continue on until I did.
6 shots (& 2 bowls of greenery) later, I found myself unconscious, but not before nature began mentally communicating with me - in all seriousness, shit was melting, which is fucking awesome for a liquor-related effect.
The next day, I chose to do it again, but took 7 shots and downed a 40oz of malt liquor on top of it.
I made a few phone calls, as I enjoy drunk-dialing (to friends who, it turns out, found my ranting to be humorous) and I once again found myself unconscious shortly afterwards.
"Mezcal" must be Spanish for "tasty, acid-like sleep-aid"...if it's not, it should be.
Apparently, I can be a right dick while alcohol works itself out of my system - not so much when I'm drunk, but more when I've been drinking the night before. Text-bombing a certain ex of mine with messages such as "so, when you two have sex, does it look like 2 pilates-balls being smashed together? You know - because you're both fat as fuck?" should be evidence of this (but I'm still willing to bet you laughed when you read it, you horrible fuckers).
At this point, I was left with the dilemma of how to get the following creatures of deliciousness out of the bottle, due to it having a pour-spout:
This problem has been solved by removing the pour-spout by cutting it away, therefore keeping the bottle intact.
I have yet to down these little bastards, but I will update this post with the review once I have - possibly even during the effects, so you can all have a good laugh (even though you're not supposed to post shit online when you're drunk, but like I give a fuck - and none of you comment anyway, even though it'd give me a reason to post more).
Now, in this country, it is quite difficult to find booze with the worm still in it, let alone 2, which makes this experience a serious treat.
I was told to down the worm without chewing, and to only take one at a time - I'm contemplating ignoring this advice, and kamikaze-chomping both of the little fuckers into booze-infused paste, but we shall see.
I like drinking now and then.
I enjoy pot slightly more often (and it keeps me from strangling dumbfucks).
Certain people (who shall remain nameless - ok, it's just one person) have told me in the past that my drinking & pot-use is classified as "abuse"...to which I reply a hearty "fuck you, you twat" (said ex-twat was also "straightedge" by definition, and we know how uptight & "holier-than-thou" some of those people can be - especially the reformed ones).
If it were truly "abuse", I wouldn't be able to go 24hrs without it & make it habitual, which isn't the case at all...and rehab is not for people who only occasionally drink or smoke herb(like, at all - because pot isn't anywhere as bad as hard drugs, and an "addiction" to it is kind of laughable).
Your argument is as retarded as you are.
Please wear a helmet when you ride your short-bus.
No music for you kids this time, as you got it earlier.
He brought me back a bottle of Mezcal - which I have never had...
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| Pictured: if heaven came in liquid form. |
After one shot, I noticed how smooth & delicious it was - it was like a thousand, big-breasted angels came explosive rainbows in my mouth, & it makes ordinary Tequila look like rancid urine in comparison. My friend had told me that he was informed that all you needed of this was 3 shots - I accepted that challenge (but worked up to it).
A couple of days later, me & another friend downed 2 shots apiece...it wasn't really enough to get a buzz off of.
A couple of days after that came the real test - I took 3 in quick succession of one another. Not feeling much more than a dim glow, I decided to continue on until I did.
6 shots (& 2 bowls of greenery) later, I found myself unconscious, but not before nature began mentally communicating with me - in all seriousness, shit was melting, which is fucking awesome for a liquor-related effect.
The next day, I chose to do it again, but took 7 shots and downed a 40oz of malt liquor on top of it.
I made a few phone calls, as I enjoy drunk-dialing (to friends who, it turns out, found my ranting to be humorous) and I once again found myself unconscious shortly afterwards.
"Mezcal" must be Spanish for "tasty, acid-like sleep-aid"...if it's not, it should be.
Apparently, I can be a right dick while alcohol works itself out of my system - not so much when I'm drunk, but more when I've been drinking the night before. Text-bombing a certain ex of mine with messages such as "so, when you two have sex, does it look like 2 pilates-balls being smashed together? You know - because you're both fat as fuck?" should be evidence of this (but I'm still willing to bet you laughed when you read it, you horrible fuckers).
At this point, I was left with the dilemma of how to get the following creatures of deliciousness out of the bottle, due to it having a pour-spout:
 |
| 2 of them - it's like they made this shit specifically so you tripped balls. |
This problem has been solved by removing the pour-spout by cutting it away, therefore keeping the bottle intact.
I have yet to down these little bastards, but I will update this post with the review once I have - possibly even during the effects, so you can all have a good laugh (even though you're not supposed to post shit online when you're drunk, but like I give a fuck - and none of you comment anyway, even though it'd give me a reason to post more).
Now, in this country, it is quite difficult to find booze with the worm still in it, let alone 2, which makes this experience a serious treat.
I was told to down the worm without chewing, and to only take one at a time - I'm contemplating ignoring this advice, and kamikaze-chomping both of the little fuckers into booze-infused paste, but we shall see.
I like drinking now and then.
I enjoy pot slightly more often (and it keeps me from strangling dumbfucks).
Certain people (who shall remain nameless - ok, it's just one person) have told me in the past that my drinking & pot-use is classified as "abuse"...to which I reply a hearty "fuck you, you twat" (said ex-twat was also "straightedge" by definition, and we know how uptight & "holier-than-thou" some of those people can be - especially the reformed ones).
If it were truly "abuse", I wouldn't be able to go 24hrs without it & make it habitual, which isn't the case at all...and rehab is not for people who only occasionally drink or smoke herb(like, at all - because pot isn't anywhere as bad as hard drugs, and an "addiction" to it is kind of laughable).
Your argument is as retarded as you are.
Please wear a helmet when you ride your short-bus.
No music for you kids this time, as you got it earlier.
Cram a chameleon (OR "Like a ghost, we all see right through you")
As my own life improves, I can't help but notice how utterly pathetic others can be sometimes.
There are plenty of people out there claiming to be happy & well-adjusted, but their words & actions tell a much different story - a story of desperation, self-loathing, & sadness.
They cover it by swearing up and down that they're happy, but it's nothing more than a cover for their truly shitty lives - those that have to make a full-on case that they're happy aren't only lying to everyone else, but they're lying to themselves, which is a big no-no.
Some have said that my words speak volumes about how UNHAPPY I am - this is a load of creamy crap, as I post what & how I do to entertain the rest of you...it has no bearing on my actual feelings (just like the content of this blog has no real bearing on the type of person I am offline) - feelings that have been excessively positive as of late (hence, less to bitch about here...which also means posts that aren't as entertaining to read as when I vent - if they come at all).
It's amusing to think that someone can assume they have you pegged through words on a screen (though, sometimes, people can be so transparent that you actually can). Keeping in mind that much of what is conveyed in text loses the emotion behind it, it would be quite easy to be given an improper impression of what was really meant. Case in point, if we're texting, and I say "I'm gonna kill you", one could easily assume I actually would, even though the tone it was meant in was a joking one.
I like to think I'm a good judge of character (even though past transgressions with others have proven that there are some damn fine actors/actresses out there), and as such, can usually see through bullshit - yet, people still insist on covering their true feelings, all the while assuming that nobody knows how they really feel.
Anyone with a trained eye can pick up on it, and if the person doing the cover-up knows, there's always a tell.
But I digress...
And now, somewhat related music:
Insane Clown Posse - Mr. Happy
http://www.sendspace.com/file/waamc1
Bloodhound Gang - I Hope You Die
http://www.sendspace.com/file/s76kk0
There are plenty of people out there claiming to be happy & well-adjusted, but their words & actions tell a much different story - a story of desperation, self-loathing, & sadness.
They cover it by swearing up and down that they're happy, but it's nothing more than a cover for their truly shitty lives - those that have to make a full-on case that they're happy aren't only lying to everyone else, but they're lying to themselves, which is a big no-no.
Some have said that my words speak volumes about how UNHAPPY I am - this is a load of creamy crap, as I post what & how I do to entertain the rest of you...it has no bearing on my actual feelings (just like the content of this blog has no real bearing on the type of person I am offline) - feelings that have been excessively positive as of late (hence, less to bitch about here...which also means posts that aren't as entertaining to read as when I vent - if they come at all).
It's amusing to think that someone can assume they have you pegged through words on a screen (though, sometimes, people can be so transparent that you actually can). Keeping in mind that much of what is conveyed in text loses the emotion behind it, it would be quite easy to be given an improper impression of what was really meant. Case in point, if we're texting, and I say "I'm gonna kill you", one could easily assume I actually would, even though the tone it was meant in was a joking one.
I like to think I'm a good judge of character (even though past transgressions with others have proven that there are some damn fine actors/actresses out there), and as such, can usually see through bullshit - yet, people still insist on covering their true feelings, all the while assuming that nobody knows how they really feel.
Anyone with a trained eye can pick up on it, and if the person doing the cover-up knows, there's always a tell.
But I digress...
And now, somewhat related music:
Limp Bizkit - Counterfeit
http://www.reality413.ru/files/03___counterfeit.mp3Digital Underground - Cyber Teeth Tigers
http://www.sendspace.com/file/4ngg7yInsane Clown Posse - Mr. Happy
http://www.sendspace.com/file/waamc1
Bloodhound Gang - I Hope You Die
http://www.sendspace.com/file/s76kk0
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Offs to fuck
Over the years, I have frequented a few websites for social networking and such.
I recently left one of the main sites I frequent, due to it being completely overrun with imbeciles, drugged-up children, & people from Kansas (which, some might claim, is all, exactly the same thing) .
It shall remain nameless, as it really doesn't deserve me sending it traffic, but a few of my keener readers will know exactly what blue-covered shithole I'm speaking about.
For years, I went to this site daily - it wasn't until the over-inflated, talking pilates-ball of a broad that I was dating dumped me (no real loss), where I truly realized I was surrounded by fools on that site.
Fake accounts, her Internet friends stalking me (she did it too), trash-talking randoms that had no business lurking my shit, etc. - I had had enough, and left.
This brings me to the following - at what point did the Internet become completely overrun with dipshits?
I say the answer is "at its conception" - it just spiralled out of control since then.
Now, many assholes (like myself) have blogs, and rant about how everything sucks, which is much better than having to hear it in real-time - you can close a web page...you can't always close their mouths (unless you carry duct-tape with you everywhere you go).
A better question would be: how is it that every illiterate dumbass & their family has access to a computer?
One would think that if you can't spell "computer", you shouldn't be operating one, let alone operating one on the Internet.
Then, we have the ever-popular (though, nobody has figured out why in some cases) "meme" - usually a bunch of meaningless & childish tripe forced down your virtual throat until you like it (or at least, tolerate it without strangling the fuckwad spouting it).
Memes are single-handedly making people retarded...more than usual, too.
Perhaps it's not the fault of the Internet at all...perhaps it's just my own view?
Perhaps the blurb right above this is some completely invalid bullshit...which seems most likely, given that I'm not the only one who shares this view.
I'd post music in this one, but I'm lazy today, so all you get is the rant...maybe later in the week.
I recently left one of the main sites I frequent, due to it being completely overrun with imbeciles, drugged-up children, & people from Kansas (which, some might claim, is all, exactly the same thing) .
It shall remain nameless, as it really doesn't deserve me sending it traffic, but a few of my keener readers will know exactly what blue-covered shithole I'm speaking about.
For years, I went to this site daily - it wasn't until the over-inflated, talking pilates-ball of a broad that I was dating dumped me (no real loss), where I truly realized I was surrounded by fools on that site.
Fake accounts, her Internet friends stalking me (she did it too), trash-talking randoms that had no business lurking my shit, etc. - I had had enough, and left.
This brings me to the following - at what point did the Internet become completely overrun with dipshits?
I say the answer is "at its conception" - it just spiralled out of control since then.
Now, many assholes (like myself) have blogs, and rant about how everything sucks, which is much better than having to hear it in real-time - you can close a web page...you can't always close their mouths (unless you carry duct-tape with you everywhere you go).
A better question would be: how is it that every illiterate dumbass & their family has access to a computer?
One would think that if you can't spell "computer", you shouldn't be operating one, let alone operating one on the Internet.
Then, we have the ever-popular (though, nobody has figured out why in some cases) "meme" - usually a bunch of meaningless & childish tripe forced down your virtual throat until you like it (or at least, tolerate it without strangling the fuckwad spouting it).
Memes are single-handedly making people retarded...more than usual, too.
Perhaps it's not the fault of the Internet at all...perhaps it's just my own view?
Perhaps the blurb right above this is some completely invalid bullshit...which seems most likely, given that I'm not the only one who shares this view.
I'd post music in this one, but I'm lazy today, so all you get is the rant...maybe later in the week.
Friday, February 25, 2011
I have a lot of things to talk about, but seeing as most of them are of a more personal nature, I have decided not to put any of that here.
I WILL, however, let all of you know that a video is coming for my track:
So you might want to stay tuned and stuff.
Being Friday, it's time for a bit of music to tide you folks over until I actually have something interesting to say:
Enjoy, kids - I'll be back shortly with some new ramblings.
I WILL, however, let all of you know that a video is coming for my track:
J_Digital - Give Them A Boot To The Head
http://soundcloud.com/j_digital/give-them-a-boot-to-the-headSo you might want to stay tuned and stuff.
Being Friday, it's time for a bit of music to tide you folks over until I actually have something interesting to say:
MC Lyte - Cappucino (Remix)
http://www.sendspace.com/file/th6cc7Bloodhound Gang - Hell Yeah
http://www.sendspace.com/file/vs7l12WutWudDubDo - Say It Ain't So
http://soundcloud.com/wwdd/say-it-aint-soEnjoy, kids - I'll be back shortly with some new ramblings.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Get the money - dolla dolla bill, y'all
After much deliberation with friends, we have come up with a potentially award-winning idea for a sitcom.
It stars Jaleel White (Urkel) & Alphonso Ribiero (Carlton) as an "odd couple" working at the Large Hadron Collider - with hilarious results.
It's called "Right In The Dick".
All that's missing is a catchy theme-song...the rest just writes itself.
It stars Jaleel White (Urkel) & Alphonso Ribiero (Carlton) as an "odd couple" working at the Large Hadron Collider - with hilarious results.
It's called "Right In The Dick".
All that's missing is a catchy theme-song...the rest just writes itself.
Monday, February 14, 2011
V.D. flares up
Yes, it's Valentine's Day - I suppose a "jaded" post of some sort is in order.
You think Christmas is bad? Hell no.
Valentine's is even worse when it comes to the cash-grab - it's the one day out of the year that is truly about greed. A day created under the guise of "love"...where you are made to feel guilty & inferior if you are alone, or didn't buy your loved one those flowers & chocolates they didn't need.
Also the idea of Cupid has always bothered me - just what you need in charge of making your love-connection: a blind, retarded toddler with a bow & arrows, shooting blindly at everything like a fucking Stormtrooper.
A Stormtrooper would be a more accurate symbol for today, as "love" always wears a mask, & clearly can't hit the blind side of a barn, either. Hippies would have you believe that "love is all you need"...I didn't see love building the fucking Death Star twice.
Wait - back to the fucking flying baby with advanced weaponry - I don't care if he's a "cherub", I don't want pre-school-looking children firing shit from a bow at my chest...that's grounds for slapping their fucking parents, at least.
I'm going to change all of the holiday-mascots in the same way, and I guarantee you you're not going to think it's too cute when a huge rabbit wielding a hockey-mask & machete comes to your house to jam a chocolate egg in your gullet (he always eats the ears first, too), or a Leprechaun...ends up in inner-city Compton acting all gangsta with his pot of gold...and Coolio's there for some reason...but you probably already saw that movie, so I digress.
In the spirit of the Hallmark holiday that celebrates "things slowly going downhill", here's some music that may or may not be relateable to today:
Sonic Youth - The Diamond Sea
http://www.sendspace.com/file/eqwlw1
Orbital - Halcyon & On & On
http://www.sendspace.com/file/qpyy6q
Bjork - All Is Full Of Love (Darkhalo Rmx)
http://www.sendspace.com/file/s25h34
Zeromancer - Send Me An Angel
http://www.sendspace.com/file/px8rmh
Jodeci (ft Tha Dogg Pound) - Come Up To My Room
http://www.sendspace.com/file/vlnwd6
The Cars - Just What I Needed (Titts Edit)http://www.sendspace.com/file/amzynd
C Rayz Walz & Kosha Dillz - I Love Jews
http://www.sendspace.com/file/w3m68r
Chunky A - Sorry
http://www.sendspace.com/file/ts2dds
Enjoy, kids.
May your V.D. be preventable & painless.
You think Christmas is bad? Hell no.
Valentine's is even worse when it comes to the cash-grab - it's the one day out of the year that is truly about greed. A day created under the guise of "love"...where you are made to feel guilty & inferior if you are alone, or didn't buy your loved one those flowers & chocolates they didn't need.
Also the idea of Cupid has always bothered me - just what you need in charge of making your love-connection: a blind, retarded toddler with a bow & arrows, shooting blindly at everything like a fucking Stormtrooper.
A Stormtrooper would be a more accurate symbol for today, as "love" always wears a mask, & clearly can't hit the blind side of a barn, either. Hippies would have you believe that "love is all you need"...I didn't see love building the fucking Death Star twice.
Wait - back to the fucking flying baby with advanced weaponry - I don't care if he's a "cherub", I don't want pre-school-looking children firing shit from a bow at my chest...that's grounds for slapping their fucking parents, at least.
I'm going to change all of the holiday-mascots in the same way, and I guarantee you you're not going to think it's too cute when a huge rabbit wielding a hockey-mask & machete comes to your house to jam a chocolate egg in your gullet (he always eats the ears first, too), or a Leprechaun...ends up in inner-city Compton acting all gangsta with his pot of gold...and Coolio's there for some reason...but you probably already saw that movie, so I digress.
In the spirit of the Hallmark holiday that celebrates "things slowly going downhill", here's some music that may or may not be relateable to today:
Sonic Youth - The Diamond Sea
http://www.sendspace.com/file/eqwlw1
Orbital - Halcyon & On & On
http://www.sendspace.com/file/qpyy6q
Bjork - All Is Full Of Love (Darkhalo Rmx)
http://www.sendspace.com/file/s25h34
http://www.sendspace.com/file/px8rmh
Jodeci (ft Tha Dogg Pound) - Come Up To My Room
http://www.sendspace.com/file/vlnwd6
The Cars - Just What I Needed (Titts Edit)
Digital Underground - Kiss You Back
http://www.sendspace.com/file/yillzzLL Cool J - Around The Way Girl
http://www.sendspace.com/file/4hiz6zC Rayz Walz & Kosha Dillz - I Love Jews
http://www.sendspace.com/file/w3m68r
Richard Cheese - Me So Horny
http://www.sendspace.com/file/sah8tiChunky A - Sorry
http://www.sendspace.com/file/ts2dds
Enjoy, kids.
May your V.D. be preventable & painless.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
I'll TELL YOU when YOUR balls drop
I totally dropped the ball this week on keeping this fucking thing updated, but sometimes, the Internet has to deal with shit like that.
There hasn't been a whole lot to write about, aside from work I'm doing on the homestead, and nobody really gives a damn about that - you came here for a rant or music.
While I may not be able to give you the rant, I CAN give you the music, so here's a few to tide you over while I finish my shit here:
Since this whole post is a substitute due to a loss of words:
Enjoy, kids.
There hasn't been a whole lot to write about, aside from work I'm doing on the homestead, and nobody really gives a damn about that - you came here for a rant or music.
While I may not be able to give you the rant, I CAN give you the music, so here's a few to tide you over while I finish my shit here:
Tonegent - The Humpty Rapture
http://www.zshare.net/audio/5498116b864d0eGravediggaz - Diary Of A Madman
http://www.eyeswings.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/aMadman.mp3The Dismasters - Small Time Hustler (Instrumental)
http://www.sendspace.com/file/ayn618DJ X - Use Your Luv (12" Mix Show) [The Outfield]
http://www.sendspace.com/file/2hvef2Since this whole post is a substitute due to a loss of words:
The Ramones - Got Alot To Say
http://www.sendspace.com/file/z29o4eEnjoy, kids.
Monday, February 7, 2011
Plenty of fish in the sea - but that sea is toxic as fuck
So, I recently checked out http://www.plentyoffish.com for something to do.
JESUS H CHRIST, MY FUCKING EYES ARE BLEEDING.
They call it "Plenty Of Fish", but neglect to tell you that the majority of said fish are gnarled muskies, battle-hardened gobies, & nuclear-fallout mutants. I haven't seen so many beastly visages since Clash Of The Titans (which was a monsterous piece of shit itself), and even the broads in that flick were sexier than what I witnessed on this site.
I swear, in my travels on that site, I came across ManBearPig about 50 separate times...one would think it'd only have one account, but no. For a dating site, it's certainly scraping the bottom of the barrel, and I don't think I'll ever be quite THAT desperate. Even if I was horribly disfigured in some sort of brutal, industrial accident (but I'd probably fit in better then).
There is the occasional cute user, but when that ratio is somewhere in the 1:100 range, it's just plain scary.
I'm sure I will be plagued by nightmares for weeks to come.
Now, I may not be easy on the eyes, but I'd like to think that I have it better than most there.
I'm not shallow by any stretch of the imagination (those of you that have seen my exes can testify to such things), but I do believe that there's a limit to the type of person you should be dating.
For example, I look like fucking Curly, and I should be dating women that are within my grasp to date - therefore, it is somewhat unrealistic for me to go after someone that has looks like Jessica Alba. You should date within reason. However, looking like Curly, I should also not be approached by women that resemble something from a zoo near Chernobyl, because that's aiming far too low.
I'm sure you can see my point here.
Anyway, this site is good for killing time, a few chats, laughs & shudders, and MAYBE finding someone if your standards have been shot all to hell, and you feel like you couldn't date anything human.
Other than these things, though, it doesn't have very much to offer, and I wouldn't waste your time if I were you.
Just sayin'.
Now, this:
http://oblivion.th3rm.com/I%20Feel%20Pretty.mp3
JESUS H CHRIST, MY FUCKING EYES ARE BLEEDING.
They call it "Plenty Of Fish", but neglect to tell you that the majority of said fish are gnarled muskies, battle-hardened gobies, & nuclear-fallout mutants. I haven't seen so many beastly visages since Clash Of The Titans (which was a monsterous piece of shit itself), and even the broads in that flick were sexier than what I witnessed on this site.
I swear, in my travels on that site, I came across ManBearPig about 50 separate times...one would think it'd only have one account, but no. For a dating site, it's certainly scraping the bottom of the barrel, and I don't think I'll ever be quite THAT desperate. Even if I was horribly disfigured in some sort of brutal, industrial accident (but I'd probably fit in better then).
There is the occasional cute user, but when that ratio is somewhere in the 1:100 range, it's just plain scary.
I'm sure I will be plagued by nightmares for weeks to come.
Now, I may not be easy on the eyes, but I'd like to think that I have it better than most there.
I'm not shallow by any stretch of the imagination (those of you that have seen my exes can testify to such things), but I do believe that there's a limit to the type of person you should be dating.
For example, I look like fucking Curly, and I should be dating women that are within my grasp to date - therefore, it is somewhat unrealistic for me to go after someone that has looks like Jessica Alba. You should date within reason. However, looking like Curly, I should also not be approached by women that resemble something from a zoo near Chernobyl, because that's aiming far too low.
I'm sure you can see my point here.
Anyway, this site is good for killing time, a few chats, laughs & shudders, and MAYBE finding someone if your standards have been shot all to hell, and you feel like you couldn't date anything human.
Other than these things, though, it doesn't have very much to offer, and I wouldn't waste your time if I were you.
Just sayin'.
Now, this:
Adam Sandler & Jack Nicholson - I Feel Pretty
http://oblivion.th3rm.com/I%20Feel%20Pretty.mp3
Friday, February 4, 2011
Playing with myself
As a semi-regular Friday-feature, I have decided to share a bunch of music with you.
So, I bring to you a "new" track from myself. I say "new" in quotations as some have already been privy to it in its rough form:
J_Digital - In My Pants (a phone & a DS) [rough draft]
http://soundcloud.com/j_digital/j-digital-in-my-pants-a-phone
Next off, a track from Green Day's album "Dookie" (the second track within this track, as it's totally relevant to the title of this post)
Green Day - F.O.D. /All By Myself
http://ventsi.com/Music/Green%20Day%20(10)/(1994)%20Dookie/14%20F.O.D._All%20By%20Myself.mp3
Future posts will be more varied track-wise.
Enjoy, kids!
So, I bring to you a "new" track from myself. I say "new" in quotations as some have already been privy to it in its rough form:
J_Digital - In My Pants (a phone & a DS) [rough draft]
http://soundcloud.com/j_digital/j-digital-in-my-pants-a-phone
Next off, a track from Green Day's album "Dookie" (the second track within this track, as it's totally relevant to the title of this post)
Green Day - F.O.D. /All By Myself
http://ventsi.com/Music/Green%20Day%20(10)/(1994)%20Dookie/14%20F.O.D._All%20By%20Myself.mp3
Future posts will be more varied track-wise.
Enjoy, kids!
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Drawn & quartered
Not only is he an awesome guy, a good friend, a fantastic DJ, and a kickass producer - but he's a talented artist as well:
http://dumbdrawings.tumblr.com
Visit that and give my bro some props.
That is all.
http://dumbdrawings.tumblr.com
Visit that and give my bro some props.
That is all.
Skanks for the memories
Throughout my life, I have dated some very questionable girls. Not "questionable" in the "dirty whore" sense (though,there were a few of those, too...but one could hardly call that "dating"), but in the "this girl is fucking crazy" sense (there were MANY of these).
Most were a lot like tampons, in that they were stuck up cunts. Unlike tampons, few were as useful, and most weren't as fresh.
The last such encounter, was with a girl I recently broke up with.
When I say "broke up with", I of course mean "bitch dumped my ass on Christmas eve".
Said girl (and she was a "girl" - way too young for me) was insane, and severely flawed - let me count the ways:
* her personality shifted depending on who she was hanging out with at the time
* "loved" me after a week (this should have been a huge warning sign, but I can be pretty blind sometimes)
* was a kleptomaniac (stole everything - including part of my wardrobe)
* changed her mind more frequently than her underwear
* was obese (not that this was an issue, but there's a limit - especially when you can't walk 2 blocks without bitching), and didn't really care about her health
* had obsession & clinginess issues (frequently cyber-stalked my female friends for no reason other than I knew them)
* lived 700+km away from me
* had no real life ambitions, yet shit all over mine
* was book-smart, but not SMART-smart
* frequently wasted my time, but got mad when I wasted hers
* hated on my friends (they don't know just how much)
* talked shit to everyone, about everyone
* was racist (made Hitler look like a genuinely nice guy)
Just the tip of the iceberg, but I digress.
I honestly don't know what I saw in that girl now, but when this happened, I was quite broken up about it until recently. I tried to be civil with her & save a friendship (as I usually do), but her personality had shifted to that of a complete bitch, so this wasn't happening.
I decided it was best to just remove all memory of her, and act like the past year of my life never happened, thus saving myself from having to kill her and her new ginger boyfriend (gingers being a topic I will deal with later, so save the hate-mail for when that happens).
The one before this wasn't "whole" (she was missing a limb, and apparently, 90% of her brain), and cheated on me with 2 guys that banged one another.
The one before that told me she loved me, then married another dude a week after we broke up.
The one before that just screwed my friends behind my back.
Apparently, I have a real problem picking "winners".
I suppose it's the kind of ladies I find myself going after, or are attracted to me, so that's (mostly) on me.
I don't know what I did to deserve such shitty karma, but my guess is it revolves around my teenage years (again, another topic for another day).
Since it is a new year, and I am once again single, I am back to dating.
The girl I recently started "casually seeing" is leaps and bounds away from the type of girl I usually end up with (a good thing), but is proving a difficult one to get close enough to to build more on things.
This is causing a lot of unnecessary drama, as any time she learns something new about me, she tends to pull away.
Women are really confusing sometimes.
I really hope she's worth the fight (she's hoping the same thing)
I suppose I should just work on my own shit, and leave the dating on the sidelines for a little while, but being a social person (and a hopeless romantic), I despise sleeping & doing/experiencing things alone.
Apparently, I will never learn - but at least I won't be doing it by myself.
Most were a lot like tampons, in that they were stuck up cunts. Unlike tampons, few were as useful, and most weren't as fresh.
The last such encounter, was with a girl I recently broke up with.
When I say "broke up with", I of course mean "bitch dumped my ass on Christmas eve".
Said girl (and she was a "girl" - way too young for me) was insane, and severely flawed - let me count the ways:
* her personality shifted depending on who she was hanging out with at the time
* "loved" me after a week (this should have been a huge warning sign, but I can be pretty blind sometimes)
* was a kleptomaniac (stole everything - including part of my wardrobe)
* changed her mind more frequently than her underwear
* was obese (not that this was an issue, but there's a limit - especially when you can't walk 2 blocks without bitching), and didn't really care about her health
* had obsession & clinginess issues (frequently cyber-stalked my female friends for no reason other than I knew them)
* lived 700+km away from me
* had no real life ambitions, yet shit all over mine
* was book-smart, but not SMART-smart
* frequently wasted my time, but got mad when I wasted hers
* hated on my friends (they don't know just how much)
* talked shit to everyone, about everyone
* was racist (made Hitler look like a genuinely nice guy)
Just the tip of the iceberg, but I digress.
I honestly don't know what I saw in that girl now, but when this happened, I was quite broken up about it until recently. I tried to be civil with her & save a friendship (as I usually do), but her personality had shifted to that of a complete bitch, so this wasn't happening.
I decided it was best to just remove all memory of her, and act like the past year of my life never happened, thus saving myself from having to kill her and her new ginger boyfriend (gingers being a topic I will deal with later, so save the hate-mail for when that happens).
The one before this wasn't "whole" (she was missing a limb, and apparently, 90% of her brain), and cheated on me with 2 guys that banged one another.
The one before that told me she loved me, then married another dude a week after we broke up.
The one before that just screwed my friends behind my back.
Apparently, I have a real problem picking "winners".
I suppose it's the kind of ladies I find myself going after, or are attracted to me, so that's (mostly) on me.
I don't know what I did to deserve such shitty karma, but my guess is it revolves around my teenage years (again, another topic for another day).
Since it is a new year, and I am once again single, I am back to dating.
The girl I recently started "casually seeing" is leaps and bounds away from the type of girl I usually end up with (a good thing), but is proving a difficult one to get close enough to to build more on things.
This is causing a lot of unnecessary drama, as any time she learns something new about me, she tends to pull away.
Women are really confusing sometimes.
I really hope she's worth the fight (she's hoping the same thing)
I suppose I should just work on my own shit, and leave the dating on the sidelines for a little while, but being a social person (and a hopeless romantic), I despise sleeping & doing/experiencing things alone.
Apparently, I will never learn - but at least I won't be doing it by myself.
I can't believe I started a fucking "blog"
Hell hath frozen over.
Despite my better judgement, I have started a "blog" - this fucking thing...with an all-encompassing title that everybody can get behind (at one point or another).
I have been fervently against doing this ever since the word "blog" came into common usage on the Internet...mainly due to the fact that every whiny douchebag and his friends seems to have one.
Now I am grouped in with said whiny douchebags, as I have jumped on the bandwagon. However, unlike the other douchebags, my blog won't be filled with a bunch of pointless crap from the point of view of some emo dick (even though I've been known to have my moments, I'll try to keep it off of here).
I suppose I should take a minute to introduce myself.
My name is J.
I am 34 years old, currently unemployed & living in the middle of nowhere with nothing but free time. I am a parent, a musician/artist, and at times, a complete bastard (in every sense of the word).
I like many things, but dislike just as many, and am not above speaking my mind in a "colourful" (yet entertaining) manner. I'm trying to be more positive, so I created this thing to spout the negative crap out of my life and onto the Internet (where it apparently belongs).
I am also Canadian, so don't go messaging me & bitching about me adding a "u" to words like "colour". Speaking of spelling, I may occasionally disagree with the spell-check here telling me to split words that clearly look better as one, single word (like "douchebag", "dipshit", etc.).
I must take a moment to warn you all that some of what you will read here may be offensive if you're overly sensitive and can't take things lightly, so that I don't get flooded with a bunch of dipshit responses by "politically correct" folks with a bone to pick (out of their ass, as it's feeding the bug up there). Opinions are like assholes, as the saying goes.
From this point on, you can look forward to a bunch of random crap that I've found on the Internet, music(my own, because I believe in the "cheap pop", as well as shit I like from people who aren't me), bitching & ranting from my personal point of view (because it wouldn't be a true "blog" without it) & other bullshit not fit for reading by any reasonably sane person (but really, who is "reasonably sane" in this day and age?).
Seeing as this is the first post here, and I've already covered the basics, you can now go forth and download/listen to some of my free album/music releases (while you still can, as I'll probably be selling them from now on, if anyone will pay me for it) over at http://www.soundcloud.com/j_digital - a good rule-of-thumb is to not judge the music based on your opinion of who made it.
As I always say everywhere else that I frequent on the information highway: stay tuned, kids.
Despite my better judgement, I have started a "blog" - this fucking thing...with an all-encompassing title that everybody can get behind (at one point or another).
I have been fervently against doing this ever since the word "blog" came into common usage on the Internet...mainly due to the fact that every whiny douchebag and his friends seems to have one.
Now I am grouped in with said whiny douchebags, as I have jumped on the bandwagon. However, unlike the other douchebags, my blog won't be filled with a bunch of pointless crap from the point of view of some emo dick (even though I've been known to have my moments, I'll try to keep it off of here).
I suppose I should take a minute to introduce myself.
My name is J.
I am 34 years old, currently unemployed & living in the middle of nowhere with nothing but free time. I am a parent, a musician/artist, and at times, a complete bastard (in every sense of the word).
I like many things, but dislike just as many, and am not above speaking my mind in a "colourful" (yet entertaining) manner. I'm trying to be more positive, so I created this thing to spout the negative crap out of my life and onto the Internet (where it apparently belongs).
I am also Canadian, so don't go messaging me & bitching about me adding a "u" to words like "colour". Speaking of spelling, I may occasionally disagree with the spell-check here telling me to split words that clearly look better as one, single word (like "douchebag", "dipshit", etc.).
I must take a moment to warn you all that some of what you will read here may be offensive if you're overly sensitive and can't take things lightly, so that I don't get flooded with a bunch of dipshit responses by "politically correct" folks with a bone to pick (out of their ass, as it's feeding the bug up there). Opinions are like assholes, as the saying goes.
From this point on, you can look forward to a bunch of random crap that I've found on the Internet, music(my own, because I believe in the "cheap pop", as well as shit I like from people who aren't me), bitching & ranting from my personal point of view (because it wouldn't be a true "blog" without it) & other bullshit not fit for reading by any reasonably sane person (but really, who is "reasonably sane" in this day and age?).
Seeing as this is the first post here, and I've already covered the basics, you can now go forth and download/listen to some of my free album/music releases (while you still can, as I'll probably be selling them from now on, if anyone will pay me for it) over at http://www.soundcloud.com/j_digital - a good rule-of-thumb is to not judge the music based on your opinion of who made it.
As I always say everywhere else that I frequent on the information highway: stay tuned, kids.
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