as i sit here calmly after the storm of upgrading to wordpress 2.4, i decided that i could actually write a thought or two. i could go on about several different topics, most quite depressing. i just get that way. but it’s not late enough, and i’m not tired enough to display an abject disregard to hope.
well then, with that jocund foot placed in front of the other, let’s see what’s new with me… i don’t think this will be long, as my body is disagreeing on my sleep quotient.
maybe i’ll just throw out snippets of thought as they come… my humour has taken a turn for more despicable content…and i still find it funny… i am loathe to be alone… the ideas of ‘loneliness’ and ‘mate’ are not mutally conjoined… aren’t we a bit racist against ghosts? i mean “white as a ghost?” honestly. what about the slaves who are surely seeking revenge for the mean life they led? is that their after death punishment? to be white?… why do we anthromorphosize our vehicle infrastructure? i saw a sign that said ’shoulder work’ and thought “oh great, what’s next? ‘herniated road ahead?’… it’s amazing how quickly one can convince one’s self that one’s problems have spiraled out of control and presenting only one solution… it’s too bad Crikey the Croc Hunter died, but having your dying story be about a stingray’s poisonous barb impaling your heart is way more meaningful than getting clobbered by the office vending machine in an ill-fated match of wit and will… there’s a group of people who created Ultimate Christian Wrestling. do i honestly need to take this out of it’s box and examine it? i think the premise and purpose speak volumes… i’ve been getting sidetracked by materialism as of late. that’s ironic in several ways…i found and used one of the greatest internet privacy tools existing today and what did i get in reward for my efforts? that’s right- the most vile, bilious abuses of anonymity. and i’ve seen some bad stuff before… hard to justify protecting rights if the only purpose is to bring together those with a penchant for things best left unsaid… my ex is pretty much not liking me right now… and that’s an understatement… but i’m pretty sure it was brought on in part by moi… summer is over and i never went camping… two summers now i’ve been doing nothing but work and no play… what priorities are good ones?… when the blue collar American ethic turns into a ever tightening collar of increasing expectation?…
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