January 2012
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I didn’t think my addiction to Vietnamese coffee could get any worse.
Then I added honey to it.
Such decadence…
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On Pleasant Subjects
Sometimes I get asked about why I post up so much stuff about pugs.
Well the answer is that I’m a depressed individual.
I’m not very happy with things, and while I am currently in the process of changing said situation I find that pugs cheer me up.
Their small little flat faces just brighten my day.
I don’t have many good days you see.
I tend to expect the worst when it...
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To carve out your own path. To set your own goals. And to eat what you kill.
To let the past be nothing more than a laceration that eventually forms a scar.
Something to talk about when asked, and only when asked.
Occasionally hidden when in the company of those who just care too much about that which doesn’t concern them.
To remember that this was your choice all along.
A constant...
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“I knew my mother stopped loving my father when she flat out told him she hated...”
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Four to one.
I have yet to feel clean.
I’m going to follow my own advice this time.
We can only hope.
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So this dog I like died.
Bit sad about it, I liked him.
Big Sausage Dog.
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“It’s funny because it’s sad!”
This was going to be meaningful.
Now I’m left with the writer’s remorse.
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I named a playlist on my ipod “Cooler Than Cat Shit”.
And it is filled with nothing but Interpol and T.I.
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So a dog walker was decapitated by the local hiking trail here in my neighborhood.
LAPD has only found his head and is still looking for the rest of his remains.
I wonder just how many people want the police to find this monster.
I wonder just how many people bitch about the cops until it’s time for the crunch.
What do you know about the crunch?
Not much I reckon.
I’ve seen the...
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The numbers have me in a mood.
Insert cliché statement right here.
Please.
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The only reason I keep my Facebook account is so that I can correct people’s horrible grammar.
It’s like living off pure spite.
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I’m going to drink a cup of water.
And now I’ll be going to bed early for once.
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“No. If your son was gay he would never refuse any kind of cock.”
– Jordan
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alleyvibes:
How the hell are people intimidated by me I’m like this tiny little Asian girl -.-
In my experience, I’ve found that tiny asian women are in a prime position to injure men.
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I kept wanting to slam the car into a wall.
No idea why.
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“What do you know about anal fisting?”
– The closest thing I will come to when explaining just how painful it is for me to share a thought with someone.
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On Pleasant Subjects
My cousin is a wigger.
You know that kind of kid who’s been sheltered his entire life to the point that saving money is a foreign concept?
Yes, that is my cousin.
The kid who can’t order at Subway because he’s never had to order his own food.
Yes.
My cousin is THAT kind of wigger.
A bit like that one guy in “Malibu’s Most Wanted”.
Yes.
Just like that.
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Things I do while masturbating:
dennisoffendyouyeah:
Sing “Beat It” by Michael Jackson.
Clutching my balls and holding my breath until almost passing out while “Don’t Fear The Reaper” plays in the background*
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“Crawl To Me” is getting a movie adaptation.
Yes.
This I like.