Dismembered Sanity Ensues
WHY THE FUCK DOES THE WORD DISMEMBERED ONLY HAVE ONE GOD DAMN FUCKING S!!!!!!!
The world is nolonger right
A Letter to Spell Check
"Dear spell check.
Please stop harrasing me and telling me how to live my life.
Did you ever concider that MAYBE I enjoyed my dissmembered and misspelled reality??? It was very rude and presumptuous of you to assume I needed correction. If your mother is still alive, please tell her to regress you into childhood and teach you some manners."
I am in a really angry mood.
My camera took the slightest fucking tumble, not even a year old, only recently realized all the editing features on it, and it now won't retract it's lense. So. Fuck. Not such a big deal. It can be fixed I'm sure. But I am in Toronto right now, with no monetary means to fix a device that has a perfectly happy waranty card at home.... in Ottawa. So I can't continue to document my extended visit.
I'm going to walk around downtown Toronto asking people to participate in a sociological experiment which requires them only to give me their pocket change and keep on walking...
The dark dank of the reality of my current existence is so loud only a drunk coma can ease the noise thereof.
FUCK YOU UNHAPPY CAMERA!!!!
The world is nolonger right
A Letter to Spell Check
"Dear spell check.
Please stop harrasing me and telling me how to live my life.
Did you ever concider that MAYBE I enjoyed my dissmembered and misspelled reality??? It was very rude and presumptuous of you to assume I needed correction. If your mother is still alive, please tell her to regress you into childhood and teach you some manners."
I am in a really angry mood.
My camera took the slightest fucking tumble, not even a year old, only recently realized all the editing features on it, and it now won't retract it's lense. So. Fuck. Not such a big deal. It can be fixed I'm sure. But I am in Toronto right now, with no monetary means to fix a device that has a perfectly happy waranty card at home.... in Ottawa. So I can't continue to document my extended visit.
I'm going to walk around downtown Toronto asking people to participate in a sociological experiment which requires them only to give me their pocket change and keep on walking...
The dark dank of the reality of my current existence is so loud only a drunk coma can ease the noise thereof.
FUCK YOU UNHAPPY CAMERA!!!!