Something awful changed it so that you have to have an account to look at the general bullshit forums. Blasphemy! I guess I'm going to have give in and dole out that 10 dollars or whatever it is for a subscription. Talk about bull shit.

Music is god.

I am currently in the process of eating a dinner that consists of fried mushrooms, potato chips, nilla wafers, and key lime cheese cake. No, I am not stoned. This is just what happens when you take a nap and awaken to such a desperate hunger that you don't have time to prepare, you can only eat, eat, eat. I can be such a glutton. (But I can also ( Read more... )

Work was so much fun tonight. I worked with this guy Chuck who has a great sense of humor and was making me laugh every two seconds with all his crazy antics.. For example ( Read more... )

I'm tired. I can't sleep. Inecessant thoughts born from a long dead era. (What an era it was though.) And to try to slow those thoughts into oblivion, thoughts from an era much longer dead. Logically settling on a future era not yet begun, when he dies and I'm draped over his coffin crying while his parents glare at me, (even though I tried to stop ( Read more... )

I owe a Mexican doctor: 1 death ( Read more... )

My name is Mr. Touchshriek, of Touchshriek with mail over and fantasy. My shop sells egg shells off the shesores and empty females. I'm thinking of leasing the room above my shop to a Mr. Walloff Domburg, a reject from the world wide intellect. He's a broken man. I'm also a broken man. It would be nice to have company. We could have great ( Read more... )

I should have followed you the day you would have let me. I overestimated my home. I'm sorry. You're not.
This isn't good or bad. It's just the way of things. Nothing stays the same.
Nothing endures but change.

Here I am, sulking about on a ship which used to be my slave ( Read more... )

I'm waiting for Damien to finish making breakfast (crepes--my favorite,) so rather than continue reading, I thought I'd share a few exerpts from this book. I'm not very far into it, only 19 pages, but it's pretty good. The authors (Ian Buruma and Avishai Margalit) seem to be pretty smart.
( Occidentalism: The West in the Eyes of its Enemies )

Been reading a lot of good shit lately. Namely ( Read more... )