Fuck It, Man, Just Fuck It

In case you haven't noticed, I'm in a bad mood.

BAD MOOD BLOG POST ALERT

Actually, I'm not going to do the emo rant this time. Way too late at night for that.

Lucky you, invisible silent reader.


Anyways, a thought occurs to me. Since this is about the middle of the Great Blogger Desert, with not a reader for miles, I can say pretty much anything without retribution. It's my own angry corner of the internet and I can't plant whatever flag I want in peace. So here it goes.


Hitler was right!...


...handed.





Yarr

Holy Shit

I am very very tired. Very very very very... ah, you get the point.

Anyways, I've been working, so not a lot of time to sit and think of stupid shit to blog about. Not anything anybody would want to READ, anyways... well, that sums up the whole blog... ah, forget about it.

Yes, this is a huge waste of my time and yours. WELCOME TO THE INTERNET, COME AND SHARE OUR TUBES.

Meanwhile, people leave this blog forever. It was nice knowing you, imaginary reader!


Yarr.

One More For The Road

This is going to be the last one of these for a while. I've put you through enough.



The video itself actually starts about a third of the way in, just grab the button and scroll.



Yarr

No! Bad Internet! BAD!

*weeps softly*

Bad Japanese Craziness.

Good Christ in heaven.



This is hell.

In the Jungle.

Hey folks. Just watching Planet Earth on rainforests and being scared shitless by parasitic fungi.

The mushroom... came OUT OF ITS HEAD!

Rainforests are pretty fucked up, man, but they're amazing places.

Case in point, the Red Crab Spider. Look it up.

That's about it for Monday. New House on tonight. Season finale. Yeah, not that interesting.

Oh well.



Yarr

We're Gonna Have a Gas!

I had to fill up my car the other day (after about a month and a half, shows how much I drive), and the gas station might have been the most emotionally crosswired place I've ever been.

I just had this innate sense of dread standing there, pumping dirty, horrible gasoline into my terrible explosion-machine. Maybe it's because of the news, the global warming emergency, the price of oil or the gas fumes, but it seemed like everyone around me was a desperate emotional wreck, if only when they had to mosey on up to the pump.

I paid my fifty bucks(!) and left, and I'd never been so happy to be out of somewhere.

Best I can describe it... it felt like Altamont in there. A really great time devolving into something terrible.

Maybe it's just me.




Yarr

Jesus Fucking Christ

It's been a month? A MONTH!? Christ Allmighty, where have I been?

Well, school, for one thing. But that's all wrapping up now. I actually forgot I had a blog for a while. It happens.

Anyways, I'm cooking up a new way of doing things around here, I might switch to daily updates just to keep the juices flowing. Just little rants and raves. That's what blogs are for, right?

Right?


Yarr