Month: February 2006

Ive been thinking about it tonight and i don’t want a funeral or viewing. Burn me up or feed me something. I don’t want you assholes looking at me saying “he could have done so much” or “god i should have never fucked him”.

 Another thing is it’s expensive to travel.  It’s kinda pointless to come “visit” toad if i’m already dead. I can’t talk back so why bother come. I doubt i’ll show you a good time since, well, i’ll be dead.

I just hate no matter how many updates about how i want to be fed to coyotes and a final pic uploaded to my site, i’ll still have some shitty stupid catholic funeral. It’s so poetic that i actually know that jesus had kids and now im getting buried by his church built by asshole popes.

 Burn me, eat me but leave my site up.

Ive been thinking about it tonight and i don’t want a funeral or viewing. Burn me up or feed me to something. I don’t want you assholes looking at me saying “he could have done so much” or “god i should have never fucked him”. Thats all a funeral, just a hating session. If i died then i screwed up somewhere along the way or fate just ran a red light and got me. And surprise, it’s gonna happen to you soon too? I wasn’t going to do anything that great anyway, was I? Or maybe it was cut short! omg! So fucking stupid. Virus with shoes. Doesnt’ matter, bigger picture, etc.

 Another thing about my stupid funeral is it’s expensive to travel just for a funeral, especially since once i’m dead. Not coming back, not going anywhere, no big rush. It’s kinda pointless to come “visit” toad if i’m already dead. I can’t exactly ask how you’ve been so it’s really depressing.

I just hate no matter how many updates about how i want to be fed to coyotes and a final pic uploaded to my site, i know my funeral will still have some shitty stupid catholic funeral. It’s so poetic that i actually know that jesus had kids and now im getting buried by his church built by asshole popes who want some gay viewing and some lame funeral.

Burn me, eat me but leave my site up but it’s really not that big of a deal.

i called to get a $3.50 refund from godaddy today. told the guy that was 3 pabst i wasn’t going to let them have. i doubt they even have pabst in canada where he’s located.

i know i should be writing something to make me feel better but i don’t even know what to put this under. Last night i went to the deli to see my friend Levi who had just gotte back from the Army. I walked up, got lost, realized i left my wallet, they kept asking if i was okay…..totally smashed on pills hope nothing bad happened.  Woke up at home in bed…..they’re not answering my calls….i hope i didn’t pass out there and had to be drug out by my feet.

 I’m chaining myself to the computer desk when i start drinking.

Gawd, i can’t believe i’ve actually made progress in fixing this site. The next step is getting the images sections happy.

So it’s freezing cold here, literally. Woke up this afternoon to my wonderful little ghetto city covered in a dangerous white substance. We went to Wal*Mart last night which a fun experience. I love looking into the eyes of the poor housewives, stocking up on water, totally terrified that the civilization that she knows and loves could come tumbling down because it’s going to snow and ice up. 

Which it does every fucking year.

 I think it bothers me because their poor husband probably sits in cubicle land 80 hours a week to pay for the gas and electric bill thats going to crush them this month.

 Anyway.

 I wanted to post a link to this

http://www.wreg.com/Global/story.asp?S=4521140

This morning when I was scraping off my car at the hotel, I saw a lady scraping off her car with a coat hanger,” says Coleman.

 God, that mental image is just so awesome.  Nothing spells Memphis like some dumbass chick with a bent coathanger scraping ice off her windshield.  I guess i shouldn’t be talking shit cuz my car is still in the shop but at least i have a ice scraper there.

I really don’t want to post but i have to. I don’t think Cheney shot this guy.

 I see them all sitting at a table like “okay we’re getting a lot of heat on this cia leak, we need something drastic”.  Cheney sits up, straightens his tie and goes “Okay, Bush has been taking a lot of heat lately, it’s my turn :(“.  He calls his press secretary and bam, we’ve forgotten about Iraq, the cia leak, Haliburton, EVERYTHING gets dropped because we gotta talk about it.

This is almost as bad as the miners dying.  Miners day everday. It’s a tough job. Webdesigners die everyday too.  I know i have problems focusing and could probably use something to medicate me and keep me on task but even i just don’t care. What you guys don’t know is Cheney probably shoots a Arab with a rifle every morning, like in Schindler’s List.  Maybe it’s cuz the guy is white and old. If he had shot a black old guy then they probably wouldn’t have even reported it to the police.

I think i’ve met my quota of offending at least 2 races in this update, goodnight.

I’ve fallen in love with WordPress and i’m moving in with…..her.  I’m moving my things out of Mambo’s apartment, and while i’m at it, i’m also going back to my old CMS’s house, that punk bitch named PMachine, and get some content i left over there.

I’ve had it with Mambo’s drama and PMachine was just the bad one night stand that you can never forget.  I’ve got Pmachine’s furniture arranged in WordPress’s dope ass condo but I still have a truckload of Mambo to import.

Now here’s the real kicker. How much do i really love WordPress? Is this just the common CMS puppy love that i’ve had so many times before? I guess only time will tell.

I have to decide tho, how much of my shit i’m going to move into this shaved, sexy little CMS i’ve got setup. I’ve got my shitty text updates spread all over her place but where do i put my images? Should i use another piece of software and hope that WordPress and her get some sweet hot threesome action with me? It’s always a nice dream but that hardly ever works.