One of my biggest peeves is women who go around in public with those pants with writing across their asses. I mean if it’s not the most disgusting sluttiest thing I’ve ever seen. And to believe some women are so critical of men who treat them like sex objects. Bitch, you got “Pink Taco” stitched across your ass. What the fuck do you expect me to do comment on your mastery of trigonometry?
I should walk around with pants with writing across the crotch that says “Let me coat your sugar walls with a fresh load of paint” but I’m certain a lot of people would be offended by that. And it’s likely that it violates some law or another. I don’t really have a lot of room for all that text anyway. But apparently “Pink Taco” on a woman’s ass is fine.
I had cereal for dinner. I had pizza for breakfast. I took a nap for lunch. That’s pretty much it. I imagined having sex with someone. I imagined arguing with someone. No… that was real I think. But the sex was imaginary, I think. Sometimes it’s difficult to tell. Who could possibly tell the difference anymore. When I’m in bed and I’m half asleep and the radio is on it’s like I’m there. Like I’m half dreaming and in the dream I’m experiencing the things that go on on the radio. The thing is my radio is tuned to public radio and it’s mostly news so as my thoughts flow in and out of consciousness I’m being blown to bits by IEDs, going down in plane crashes, take performance-enhancing drugs and acquire AIDS from being raped by my father’s fishing buddy. Occasionally I will wake in a cold sweat.
I’m seriously starting to doubt my own intelligence. I mean all my life people have been telling me I’m smart. But I just have a hard time seeing it. I really don’t think of myself as smart because I see so many other people who are smarter than me. I think what’s at issue is that the people I hang around are all fucking idiots. So to them I must seem like some fucking Einstein. It’s like that movie Idiocracy. I’m just a normal guy in a sea of retards. If only I could convince the real smart people that I’m one of them…
Google has been a pain in the ass lately. I mean I use to champion Google because they use Linux and seem to not be afraid of open source and stuff. But lately two things have really made me lose faith in them. The second thing was their intention to acquire DoubleClick. DoubleClick is a piece of Internet enema. DoubleClick is my enemy and therefore Google is my enemy. The first thing is the whole YouTube purchase. I hate YouTube too. 90% of the shit on there is useless. The only time I ever go there is to watch some news footage that I missed on television or some footage that television doesn’t have the balls to air… or air their balls.. whatever. Anyway now YouTube is getting sued left and right. I don’t even feel sorry for them. They have no defense either in my opinion. I mean they can say that they can’t filter stuff, but it’s obvious they can. I’ve gone to YouTube plenty of times looking for porn and I can’t find none anywhere. You’d think that a site that big, with everyone and their mother trying to get seen, that there ought to be a lot of homegrown porn on that site. But it’s nowhere to be seen. Someone has to be filtering that shit. And if they can filter porn then they can filter copywritten material. So fuck Gargle/AssTube/DoubleDick. I hope they crash and burn!
I’d better go now. It’s past my bed time and my medication is wearing off.
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