okay. my first thought was "this had better be a joke" and then i realized that even if it is a joke it's a really bad one.

marilyn manson is not making the kind of music that causes kids to bring guns to school. this bitch is...



her name is katy perry. i'm absolutely sure i'm late to the party on this one. i kinda wish i'd never arrived.

if this random picture has anything to say about it then sam jackson is next.

so here i am on day five of my seclusion from the outside world. it has to end tomorrow since i'm pretty much out of food save for a sleeve of crackers and 3 cans of coke.

haven't been doing much with myself. just reading and checking shawn elliot's twitter now and then.

not even sure i'm writing this. guess i'm just bored.

i just got a trout! i didn't even know there were trouts. i've gotten quite a few salmon but never a trout.

bonus points if you know what i mean by that.

ME (picking up copy of Hard Candy at Best Buy): i hate this movie.
GUY I KNOW WHO WORKS THERE: is that some loli?

and i laughed way to hard.

proof of at least two people who need to get off the internet more often.

i know i don't  update all that much but i feel compelled to right now.

fuck "earth hour". i really wish i had the drive to say more about this but i don't.

all i can say is that turning your lights out because of your liberal guilt is not going to  help. it's going to make you feel like you've done something to save the planet. you haven't.  all you've done is proven to the world that you're a pretty little green sheep.

so fuck "earth hour" and fuck "saving the planet"

can't wait to hear about what a moron i am. really. let me know. i fucking care.

for anyone who cares, i've been uploading a bunch of my work to a myspace. i've done this mostly out of boredom but there's alot of new stuff and redone stuff on there.

thought i'd go ahead and just share a preview of a thing i'm working on.



it's a drawing i did for a person who could care less. kinda depressing actually. i'm not sure why i've put so much effort into something for someone with so little regard for me. of course that's pretty much what i always do so might as well keep it up.

this is a thing i've been working on on and off all night. any thoughts? keep in mind it still has a ways to go before it's done.

i've had a weekend of ultimate FAIL. the only good thing to happen is i discovered this...



which i love. i was just thinking about whether or not i'd ever hear any new music that did anything for me. this indeed does... something... for me.

aside from that i have nothing to report. im sure the three people who may actually read this may think i've fallen off the planet. well for all intents and purposes i have. i've spent the last couple of months falling in love with a crazy girl, being santa's manager and having the police looking for me. yet i'm still bored as hell. go figure. i'm gonna go play a game of "stab myself in the hand so i can feel something". it's like the new checkers.

okay. i need someone's help. i need to hire a mall santa or 2. if you think you could do it or know someone else who could please for the love of god let me know as soon as possible. it pays $9.00/hr which isn't bad for sitting around all day and lying to kids.

i'll have 2 jirachis ready in one hour for the best offers.

as far as my "jirachi's for everyone" thing goes, that's on friday.

1 am EST i will be ready to give these 2 that i have out. just make me an offer.

so there's this friend of my housemate's staying here for the weekend... i want to make this sound really good but i can't really find any other words than...

HE'S A PRETENTIOUS NEW YORK CITY DOUCHEBAG!

we're talking about one of these rock & roll guys who has got the devil may care unshaven look down to a disgusting science.

i went downstairs to grab a lighter and got to hear him telling my housemate about how he shouldn't allow smoking in the house. when he was told that smoking was only allowed outside he suggested that smokers not be allowed because he's seen so many packs of cigarettes here that it's made him want to smoke. he then turned to see me with my pack in hand and said "the marlboros are the worst part".

if i don't punch this guy in the face i'll be damn surprised.

god damnit what a piece of fucking shit!!!

now he's singing some bluesy whiteboy shit with a harmonica. i wish he were dead.

i have to work at nine in the morning and this is what has to be keeping me up. what a fucking dipshit.

thanks to shadowed_howl and her grotle i now have 7 turtwig eggs that i just do not need.

i'd like eggs in return but i'm not too picky. make me an offer.

on another note shadowed_howl want's a piplup. so a piplup egg would work as a trade.