* Fat camp is full of skinny starving people who, upon eating anything, throw up for hours on end.
* Dogs that run from you will only lead you into neighborhoods that look as though they have been hit by nuclear weapons, people in semi-trucks with out walls asking if pets that don’t belong to you belong to you, and dogs with rabies and PV “doggie aids” to bite you repeatedly.
* Mysterious liquids will pool in your eyes that glimmer and make people say to you “What are you doing” for you to only reply “I’m time traveling” when in fact you are time traveling, but just back to the point in time when they ask “What are you doing”, and then you get stuck in a paradox as you repeat this over and over until the end of time.
* Did I mention that this was just a series of fucked up dreams that I had last night? Yeah, I’m pretty sure I did.
Not a suicide note so much as fucking death wish
Track listing:
- If this is the beginning, then you can keep the fucking end
- Nobody loves you and you should kill yourself
- If you want to kill yourself, I’ll be glad to help
- The human body is my ashtray
- Instead of I do, I should have said I won’t
- This is all just a bad dream
- If I thought it’d do any good
- Three cheers (for abortion)
- Why don’t you go fuck yourself
- You’re in my world now
So you may (or you may not) have noticed the new tracks on the side. That is the album “Not a suicide note so much as a fucking death wish” and it is there for you to listen to and enjoy.
For free.
So don’t tell me I never did anything for you.
00110001 00101101 00110101 00110000 00110001 00101101 00110111 00110111 00110011 00101101 00110001 00110001 00110111 00110110
or…
MD2: 16462c84fb9b12d7dfb07b28e1ad2a91
MD4: 01edf15d95238e5a58333750765cdaa8
MD5: 838537c9711fb90bef86c6910dc6139e
CRC 8, ccitt, 16, 32 : 2c, 1738, 1a1b, 28af0bb4CRYPT (form: $ MD5? $ SALT $ CRYPT):
$1$7UVioCvJ$2zbcFO.yfry6GrfLG7on3/
(form: SALT[2] CRYPT[11]):
pshi05ZaKkrMwSHA1: 135f001d54f4525560435efc7780008d0ea900
RIPEMD-160:
7122b4c9 f7a462ad aa1377b5 972ad12e b2b6884e
SHA2-256:
424be9df7e329ab51b77736b4dae80e4
69f69feeed68d0aad53146cad9e747c5
SHA2-384:
8821f24ac53f032f2293cab0c184162e
e116771ea89d7e88d0f80040186be4f4
99679dfb181b03c25e85d783cd849633
SHA2-512:
e1b634583e601e0b370378ede1dfaf75
ebfd39d8fee4110481a4900a15711b47
cac5f53d51aa78ea2f280c24998d2f08
e67abbdbdfddea1c535dfa09293c2730
(much like The Age of Consent Tour and the now defunct School Shooting Tour).
that I totally don’t give a shit about Anna Nicole Smith.
I also just realized she may be the ugliest beautiful person I have ever seen.
Who would have known?
(I always save my references for the right time so that I may hit them at the height of their popularity).
Speaking of popularity, anybody else going to see Nirvana live in concert this weekend?
Write a few words, upload a few pictures, click a few things and for the most part, you’re done. Now all you have to do is sit back and wait for the world to come to you.
Or at least, that’s the idea behind it.
I find it almost absurd how easily the internet makes it for us to place the most important details of our lives on auto-pilot - I also find this a blessing.
Given that my themes are listed at multiple sites, I wouldn’t have to update this blog much to continue to get trackbacks and traffic, thanks to the themes themselves. (What this blog is about I still don’t know. Anybody?)
Of course, that would assume that I would want nothing more than a ten dollar storage closet for files that don’t even make up more than 5 megs of space (essentially) on the interweb.
Oh internet, how you’ve spoiled - and made life oh so sweet for - us.

