( Manifest 2008 retrospective )

When I was 16, I had a punching bag. I wouldn't use it very much. I'd just sort of see it when walking to the door and I'd give it a good smack. But every now and then I'd go all out on it. Well... as much as I could. The beam it was suspended from was REALLY high up and the chain was really long. So it would go for really long swings and I couldn' ( Read more... )

Decomposition of a baby pig.

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I have trouble talking to women.

Oh wow... what a weekend. So much stuff happened. Saw so many awesome people ( Read more... )

I was at the train station minding my own business waiting for my train. I was too tired to play with my DS or read my book or whatever so I just sat and stared at stuff. There was this big fat retarded guy who looked to be in his 30s or 40s or something. He was waddling around picking up metcards off the seats in the shelter. The metcards that ( Read more... )

Fuck Facebook

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Seriously... this is killing what made the internet awesome in the first place. I don't know WHY idiots would want to give out their personal details and define their persona that strongly. I don't know why anybody want to read some of the boring data and metadata that people's lives are reduced to with hardly any emotional ( Read more... )

There's this bus that goes near my house. The 824. A bunch of kids catch it to go to the nearby catholic high-school. I catch the bus way to the train station though. I sorta kinda know the kids. I just know of them as my neighbours' kids. And nobody these days really knows their neighbours that well anyway ( Read more... )

...put this up they asshole before they drop it. Jesus... you may have dropped it. You definitely have a different way of doin' it. You a bride. A very attractive bride I might add. Don't let that... don't let it go to your head. One time Princess Diana told me that I was a little bit attractive. And I admit it. I was weird for... ten ( Read more... )

I have no life to report. I'm sorry but I've failed you all. I just want feedback. Any form of feedback. My handle on reality is fucked. I need to be reminded I'm alive.