- Mood:
determined
John McCain's daughter.
Almost worth it.
HE POSTS IN THE TREE TOPS ALL DAY LONG
HOPPIN AND A BOPPIN AND A TOUCHIN HIS SCHLONG
- 12:07 why does TM slow down every other process on my PC? #
- 12:09 @sydusa but it was not always thus #
HOPPIN AND A BOPPIN AND A TOUCHIN HIS SCHLONG
The people in this complex are so nice. If they aren't waving hello or letting me pet their dog, they're asking me in a caring, hella unobtrusive fashion if I need help carrying shit into the house . The children say hello, and the grass is always cut. Good times. I hope that I don't play porn too loudly, for it would be irksome if the freaky shit emanating from the very spot I am currently typing made them feel uneasy around me. Irksome and awkward, now that I'm thinking about it.
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HOLY SHIT RAINBOW CAKE MADNESS!
addendum is making it for me. We're gonna touch weiners.




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HOLY SHIT RAINBOW CAKE MADNESS!

via
hey
hell, alla you fucks

Oh, go fuck yourselves. Idiots.
In other news:
I've been wicked busy this week. Between moving and trabajo I really haven't had a moment to get jack squat done regarding my nerd cave. I got all of my Transformers up...now I'm working on the balance of remaining action figures...but sometime between my past existence and my new one I somehow acquired more shelving, and now I have display gaps that are bugging me a little bit. I essentially need more action figures, but I ain't got the scratch to procure any, and have been quietly wondering if this ridiculous obsession of mine is worth all the trouble. Bummertown.
I am ALSO getting so sick of politics I could fucking die. For the reasons
But that's quittin' talk, so I kinda push that shit down as much as I can. I do my best to counter it at every turn, make my peace with it...and I'm not lying when I tell you that I think being as stupid as I am really helps. I am easily distracted and generally upbeat, I think...and regardless: As hard as it is to maintain hope, not doing so is counter intuitive to getting shit done. Overcoming these semi-random bouts of despondency, defeating them, is probably the best thing I got going for me spiritually. I gotta believe that good exists, I gotta believe there's some fucking point here.
Well POOPSIEDOODLE, a real fucking post. Look at that. I'm gonna close it by sharing some Bill Hicks quotes:
( Right on, Mr. Hicks )
- Mood:
contemplative
HE POSTS IN THE TREE TOPS ALL DAY LONG
HOPPIN AND A BOPPIN AND A TOUCHIN HIS SCHLONG
- 09:48 today i am rocking jorts #
- 09:52 The "Red Band" Trailer for Zach and Miri is now online! tinyurl.com/5bloyx #
- 10:07 I like it when Rashy and I sing together #
- 10:13 @ldygabilan @sydusa we are laughing about it this very mome, so you two can shut it #
- 10:17 If I were SINCERELY offending young Rashy, I am positive that he'd tell me #
- 10:22 @ldygabilan He does when I use it. We have a special relationship. #
- 11:12 apples y annoyance = today #
- 12:56 i desire lunch #
HOPPIN AND A BOPPIN AND A TOUCHIN HIS SCHLONG
This is
im_a_hot_dancer and
hack_me_bitch. As much as I hate typing out their LJ Handles (dude, seriously, why alla the goddamn underscores for fuck's sake. shit makes me cramp up on the realsies), they're buds of mine and are participating in a hella good cause. PAY ATTENTION:

There's a good chance someone in your family suffers from Alzheimer's. My Grandmother has it, but I don't really discuss it all that much...because there isn't much to say about it, really, and I like to keep things in this blog rockin' near poop joke territory unless forces beyond my control demand otherwise. Just the same: It's a real fucker, man. To observe someone you love inch further and further into witless dementia is a horrible thing for all parties involved...and a fact of life in many an instance. As of now, there's no cure. WELL FUCK THAT IN THE ASS. You toss them a dollar, they walk for a bit, and maybe - MAY AY HAY BE - someone somewhere will receive the research funds necessary to take strides forward and obliterate this terrible malady. One of the things in this world that pisses me off the most is old people being forced to suffer. The way I see it - they've DONE their time, they've made their bones. Without the wealth of experience they bring to the table, where would any of us be? I mean, I DO believe that children are our future...teach them well and let them lead the way and shit...but that doesn't mean we get to forget and-slash-or neglect all of those that came before us. The past is important. Each wrinkle on the face of the elderly is a moment of victory, as it illustrates a deep history of experience wrought in flesh. They need to be respected. They deserve to leave this world gracefully. We owe them.
Throw my pals some pocket change, as I plan to do this Friday when I get paid. If you're interested, you can do it right here.

There's a good chance someone in your family suffers from Alzheimer's. My Grandmother has it, but I don't really discuss it all that much...because there isn't much to say about it, really, and I like to keep things in this blog rockin' near poop joke territory unless forces beyond my control demand otherwise. Just the same: It's a real fucker, man. To observe someone you love inch further and further into witless dementia is a horrible thing for all parties involved...and a fact of life in many an instance. As of now, there's no cure. WELL FUCK THAT IN THE ASS. You toss them a dollar, they walk for a bit, and maybe - MAY AY HAY BE - someone somewhere will receive the research funds necessary to take strides forward and obliterate this terrible malady. One of the things in this world that pisses me off the most is old people being forced to suffer. The way I see it - they've DONE their time, they've made their bones. Without the wealth of experience they bring to the table, where would any of us be? I mean, I DO believe that children are our future...teach them well and let them lead the way and shit...but that doesn't mean we get to forget and-slash-or neglect all of those that came before us. The past is important. Each wrinkle on the face of the elderly is a moment of victory, as it illustrates a deep history of experience wrought in flesh. They need to be respected. They deserve to leave this world gracefully. We owe them.
Throw my pals some pocket change, as I plan to do this Friday when I get paid. If you're interested, you can do it right here.
- Mood:
dirty
.......
I DISAGREE
- Mood:
annoyed
My electric bill is $87.13, only $12.13 above the projection I set by polling my mysterious neighbor
lyndazon . This fits into my bill schedule quite nicely. Also, I think 15 bucks of that is some manner of processing fee lameness...so if I maintain my dilligence regarding personal wattage, shit could be even cheaper next month. Huzzah!
I unplug EVERYTHING when I'm not using it, and turn the A/C up to around 80 degrees (when I tell that trick please) whenever I sally forth into the hellish anti-tundra outside my Townhouse. I run the fucker rather liberally when I'm home, too...70 to 75 degrees is the range of temperature in which I feel the most comfortable. I'm usually nude, so I'd probably need it lower if I actually wore human clothing whilst solitary. A discussion for another time.
I unplug EVERYTHING when I'm not using it, and turn the A/C up to around 80 degrees (when I tell that trick please) whenever I sally forth into the hellish anti-tundra outside my Townhouse. I run the fucker rather liberally when I'm home, too...70 to 75 degrees is the range of temperature in which I feel the most comfortable. I'm usually nude, so I'd probably need it lower if I actually wore human clothing whilst solitary. A discussion for another time.
- Mood:
accomplished

- Mood:
tired
HE POSTS IN THE TREE TOPS ALL DAY LONG
HOPPIN AND A BOPPIN AND A TOUCHIN HIS SCHLONG
- 18:34 LOOP DE DOO JOSH AT WORK ALONE #
- 18:35 @MFERRIS77 Wow, you're kinda correct there. I have the glorious distinction of being way fatter, tho #
HOPPIN AND A BOPPIN AND A TOUCHIN HIS SCHLONG
I hate TWO THINGS:
#1 - LJ Scrap Book
#2 - Internet Explorer
- Mood:
amused




Everything should be fully painted all the time. I wish I posessed goggles that made it thus. See more of it here.
And it's written by Mike Carey! My third favorite Britt! Gonna pick this one up foe shoooee
- Mood:
busy

Looking to me like Thursday and Friday are gonna be pretty wet/chaotic for me and my area. Poopers.
I don't normally freak out about alla these Goddamn Hurricanes...I've lived here all my life, and have been fortunate enough to navigate them with little to no damage. Shit be situata non grata, certainly, but who fucking cares so long as no one dies and the power stays on. I've been without power for a week, I've had leaks in the roof...debris and what not litter the landscape like post-apocalyptic sci fi...but that was as bad is it got until fuckin' Fay. Fay kind of morphed my perspective on these events just a smidge. The flooding was so quick, so total, so ridiculous. I definitely was not expecting it, and neither was my city. I've never literally been trapped somewhere before.
Anyway, I'm not traumatized or anything...but I do have a vague sense of unease regarding this next one. Fay was weaksauce in comparison to most of the storms I've experienced and it slammed my immediate vicinity in a manner hella worth noting. I now find myself wondering if the same shit (or anything close to the same shit) is gonna go down with this next one. I feel more attuned to what the deal may be here, you know? Actually paying attention. Keeping an eye on it. Like I'm sure everyone else around here is.
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anxious








