Wow, nice interface. Very interactive. Here I am, and this is somehow cooler nicer than myspace, being focused on my old neighborhood and all. I've fallen from the graces of Elmwood and everything I used to stand for. Really, I set out to join the Army as a rebellion against everything that I am, and I've done a good job of it. I'm still everything I used to be, except now I am the bitch of our federal govt. It's a funny story, it's experimental journalism at its finest. I shot a lot of rounds off today.




There are my things, one of them's my keyboard that hooks up to my computer and makes the music that keeps me running and the other's my rifle and attached grenade launcher that keeps me employed in evil. Man, I love evil. I love being evil, though I hear we do a lot of good, killing people and all. Of course, I haven't done it yet, being that we're not getting deployed for a little while, but I'm into it. I went and signed off my life for a few years and I'm gonna be the best at my job that I'm able to be. It's cool that y'all who love my old beloved neighborhood, in which I used to be one of your most visible and flamboyant, get to hear from me as I immerse myself in another world, in which I completely fuck over everything that I once held dear. "If you love somebody, better set them on fire" as the Dead Milkmen sang. Well, yeah, Dead Milkmen, here I am, as the Aghori, of India, emracing all that is impure, in order to learn more about our damned universe that's gonna collapse on itself and fuck up all of our precious material, no matter how well recorded. Um, I'm drunk, so uh, well...I'll be updating frequently.

Big love to anyone...b