Jan 26, 2007 16:50
I have no active quarrels right now. But, I feel like writing nonetheless. So, what I plan on doing is going into one of my strange areas of rantitude.
Well, I hate people who use caps lock to answer their myspace surveys. It's only one person and it annoys the shit outta me. Are you really that important that you have to yell your responses? Bad form! Learn a little bold action or some italic action or some bold italic shit (my personal favorite for distinguishing my answers from questions). Don't ever think you're that important. If your wondering about my cat, she's currently still with my uncle. Turns out he couldn't bear to part with the little furball who bites a lot. However, now she has complete reign of the underworld. That is the basement. I prefer to think of her as the Pluto of cats, watching over the dead spirits of the souls of the junk that inhabits that dank, dark lair of mildew and constant flooding. No problems really.
Living next door to a pill head has worn off its charm and is now completely bothersome. Not interested in engaging in conversation with you, Jack. Used to be entertaining to talk to him when I wasn't living near him. Ben was right, he's quite the annoyance. Something could be said of the positives of overdosing here. Namely, a decrease in the surplus population and a burden off the gov't. I wonder if I'll be flagged now since I said the word "gov't". Maybe I should do stuff like that more often. Free mixes of words in my Mumia livejournal. It's good to keep the feds on their toes. I want to be President someday. I would also like to learn how to grow a really nice rose bush. Okay, that's old hat now.
Jesse is getting this full back tattoo of a Japanese demon thing. I forgot its name. But, it's pretty cool looking actually. I still want my fleur de lis. I found the one I really fancied just today again. So, I snapped a picture of it on my camera phone for reference. Say what you will about frivolous features on a phone, it came in handy that time. I have to go fill up the printers with paper. Otherwise, the reference librarians will have a collective brain aneurysm/stroke. I wonder what that would look like. Maybe I won't do that. Honestly I'd like to see a collective brain aneurysm/stroke. It has to look cool. 5 people at once just dropping dead. I'm a bit morbid at times. I consider it healthy. There's a good side to cynicism and death (decreasing the surplus population for example).
What's in the future? Perhaps more than we could possibly imagine. For now I leave you with that to ponder. What's in the future?
yr. friend,
Guss