you’ve been thinking again

you have havent you… what did I tell you about thinking?

I said dont. Its a bad idea. Leave it to the experts. Maybe you get it, maybe you dont. But trust me. Leave it to the experts – understand that not everyone is good at thinking. You can do other things – let them be your passion – your joy. But dont get in our way when we just try to do what we are meant to. What we are good at.

so next time you plan on thinking… Dont. just dont.

no… not like that… not maybe. not kinda. DONT.

until next time… Just do. Dont think. Just do.

(P.S. also refer to the bureaucrats song from Futurama)

this is aesthetically pleasing

yes. it is. everything is. I stopped recently. the trees… I dont know – their very placement in the streets oddly made my silently remark “this is aesthetically pleasing”. maybe I am going mental (more on this later).

but everything is pleasing. its nice to know things are nice. I wonder if this makes my life useless – if I appreciate everything – how can I ever value anything. I mean ?!? the trees!! c’mon brain… I am very hopeful that your not some sort of doucheball… doubtfull every day.

in other news – a big deal is about to come to a close. thats right – and I am posting a blog post about it rather than enjoying it. why…? thats just me.

BOWIE PACKAGE

nuff said.

bowie met jesus. who is alive now huh?!

until next time… watch this freakin movie (“labrynth”)

why this internet has a problem

just another reason

I like that – “just another reason” – not like there arent enough already.  but here goes.

but dont get me wrong.  this isn’t for me, this is for you.

good old chat systems.  from omegle to IRC and more.  I make friends.  I like doing that.  part of the reason I could be qualified to be a professional therapy personnel…  I talk a lil and listen a lot.

but anyway.  so heres the problem.  people -have- problems.  I know what your saying – what does this have to do with the internet?

people have serious problems – like these are the people that – if I met in person or knew this well in person – I would be performing some form of intervention… calling authorities, showing up to rescue them etc.  So. internet.  why have you concealed me to my standoffish stance as unlawful acts of abuse, molestation, rape, self-harm, drug abuse, alcaholism.  and not as of yet, but – suicides – occur around my field of metaphorical peripheral vision.

oh internet – why have you birthed yourself such a flaw.  and what can I do about this.  crying to an FML or GMH is useless and what could I do.  write a letter;

dear authority,

I have an extremely close aquaintance in your local area and/or country who is undergoing inhumane treatment/illegal activity.  I am writing to you to inform you of this in the hope that you can resolve it in some way, shape or form and thus make your country, and in turn the world a better place.

thank you for your time and willingness to hear my expressed concern.

sincerely and yours truly – always,

internet

——–

because I would like to say that I look out for the people I know, but the reality is: over the internet – everyone is powerless.

until next time… I’ve got a feeling

scribblerific

here goes day 2

21/7/09

Uliek ryte? zoimg totally!

well its a bit of fun

tell me what you think of it below in commenty goodness

until next scribble… SCRIBBLEEPIC!

my new thing

scribble blog!!

attached will be my daily scribble

scribble today

its not much… seems to be spitting something – not sure how or what brought about my scribbleability, but I can do this

every day.  a scribbleepic pic

until next time… scribbleepic!

10:15 and shopping

late at night and shoppin

I look around – so many creepy looking people.

the arab – maybe if  I look at him a teeny bit funny he will reveal a bomb and splode everywhere.  so I avert my gaze…

the middle aged decaying man – likely depressed, if I look at him – he will probably pull a knife out of his beer-gut and stab anything he can reach while frothing at the mouth until a police dog is brought in to tackle him to the floor.

the non-english speaker — at least they smile when I slide past wheeling on a trolley, but also I wonder – what if, maybe they just said to their partner that I am the strange one.  the perils of other languages!

the worker – clearly someone who hasnt slept more than two hours a night for at least a week, likely works three jobs, and has no free time just to make enough money to survive.  probably could direct himself to the nearest and sharpest saleable product and proceed to get agressive and yeh – same case as before.  blood and death for all who happen to be present

after looking at people for a while.  I thought – what am I, OH GOD I HOPE I AM NOT A CREEPY LATE NIGHT SHOPPER.  but I am shopping late at night, so maybe I am just another one in the crowd, another number in the background.  I rush – as fast as possible to the  nearest reflective object – cans work well, or chip packets.  cereal is utterly useless at telling me what is or isnt creepy in my reflection.

I dont look like them, but maybe I am.

how will I ever know.

until next time…  dont look at me like that

ultramon

I’m like – thats totally a pokemon but no

this is a multiple monitor manager thingmygig – see

http://www.realtimesoft.com/ultramon/tour/

so for that reason ULTRAMON – I CHOOSE YOU

until next time… “you encountered a wild Ultramon – Fight, Run, Item

this soup is burnt

who the hell burns soup ?? — my dad of course

good ol’ dad.  he didnt mean to, he doesnt even know, but burnt soup!!

until next time… the watched pot never boils

in conclusion

time: 5 hours later

comments: 57

total photos: -4 from originals

people can really be bitchin about photos sometimes.

like wtf get a life, its a photo, it doesnt look that bad, but hey – if someone knew you they would know you didnt look like a model every day of your life.  and you cant pretend forever.  so get over it soon and realise that – even the worst photos – convey something about you that the good ones never can.  because when you pose – you kill the realistic concept of what is being taken in the photo.

until next time… beware the flashing ninja.  *flash*