Last night I really, really, really couldn't sleep. And then, when I finally thought that I might just be able to, my upstairs neighbor began one of his daily marathon fucking sessions with his new girlfriend. At least, based on the amount of sex I assume she's new. I don't remember... do people do it more than once a year ( Read more... )

Yesterday I realized that I've been spending a lot of time on what (as of yesterday) I've been referring to as "failure fantasies." I realize in reading it that it sounds like I'm fantasizing about failing, but really I'm just spending far too much time indoors, staring blankly at the sunny street outside, hashing and re-hashing the circumstances ( Read more... )

I have no words to adequately describe just how awesome this actually is, but I'm gonna try anyway: Cute bunny sniper team.

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Based on a Manga comic by the same title (which I was unaware of until now). Apparently it's coming to America as "Apocalypse Meow", which leads me to hope that the helicopter briefly seen strafing the hooch (or whatever ( Read more... )

Pack pack pack. If I could get a job that involved the accumulation of crap, particularly crap that would in time prove to be nothing more than a novel way to occupy space, I'd never be poor again. Some of these things I own have an actual purpose, though the appearance of that purpose is rare and thrilling, like happening upon a pod of whales. I ( Read more... )

You know what? Fuck Friday.


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It is surprisingly difficult to go through the front of a skull with a 14 volt cordless drill. Furthermore, I equate the smell to that of a soaking wet stray dog that is breathing fire through the open door of a Supercuts ( Read more... )

Loud crazy people get the dot. People who offend me in basically any way whatsoever get the dot. I have become one of those obnoxious people that illustrates their displeasure at the world around them through judicious use of a red laser pointer which may or may not be affixed to something menacing. The church across the street from me seems to ( Read more... )

I'm bundled up as tight as I can be in my black wool jacket, with the collar pulled up high in a way that evokes a suspiciously metro Eurotrash villain in my head. The resemblance only gets worse with the addition of a days worth of stubble, black-framed aviator sunglasses, and black fingerless gloves, which of course I am wearing. Every time I see ( Read more... )

I can't sleep for some damn reason, so rather than attempt coherency I thought I'd just post some pictures involving me and the people I can still stand to drink with. Technically these are about 3 weeks old, and I've since cut most of my remaining hair off, but now you have a rough idea of what I'm doing when you're not around.


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...and so are my politics. Simple to a fault at times, as my decisions are often based on the least cerebral criteria. I'm not claiming I was ever on the fence about McCain 2.0, though I kind of miss the days before his own party stabbed him in the back so fiercely that they managed to inadvertently remove his spine. However, in this case the thing ( Read more... )