many days have passed, but I am still alive.
if one were to judge the quality of my life by my blog presence or technorati rating or alexa ranking or whatever the hell.com bullshit rating you can come up with, you might think that I am possibly one of the biggest losers ever. or maybe you flip that line of thinking around and look at yourself, stuck in front of your computer, hand in a cheetos bag, mouse become orange and crusty like the corners of that lie-spreading hole you call a mouth, as you piss your life away reading my thoughts instead of going out and living your own, um, “life”.
then again, maybe I just want you to think I have a life. and maybe I don’t. and maybe I really do but I’m just not going to share it with you. might have something to do with this creepy blog-reading obsession you’ve got. then again, maybe it doesn’t, and maybe I’m just an insecure asshole. or maybe I’m not even real, and I’m like lonelygirl15 or whatever the hell that waste of the national consciousness was about. did you even realize that congress switched hands this past november? or that coca-cola has some coffee flavored coke called “coke blak” which tastes like shit and would only be good if spiked with about 3 ounces of ice cold vodka? well, you’d probably actually know about that one since someone paid to advertise it all over the fucking place. but I swear to you, no matter how many times I see that ad, I still know it tastes like shit and it just reminds me “hey, I spent $2 to taste that shit which tasted like shit.” and then you think I want to buy a coke then? Fuck no! they owe me at least $2.
so yeah, I’m still here. I took a vacation, switched jobs, and probably took like 90 dumps since my last post. maybe even more simce I’m pretty prolific. think you want to keep reading this shit now? yeah, that’s what I thought.
and THAT is what I’m talkin bout.
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