im sure most of you have seen this. but its one of my internet favs.

its interesting the things you can find on youtube:

okay, so the first year in many, i can say i have been very productive. it was the first time i have made a resolution in many, many years, and kept it. good for me.

so, to commemorate my productivity and progress, i will be celebrating with the (e:strip)pers tonight at the new years bash. so i get to thinking, what could some new years resolutions be for me now? and this is what came up:

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2007 New Years Resolutions
1. i resolve to get new socks.
2. i resolve to buy a new can opener.
3. i resolve to buy new gloves.
4. i resolve to work on my wardrobe.
5. i resolve to keep the weight off that i lost (90 lbs!!)
6. i resolve to allow myself the options to fall in love, once again.
8. i resolve to be more social.
9. i resolve to find a new apartment.
10. i resolve to recover number seven.


well, its a start. im sure in my drunken frenzy tonight, i will find another one or two resolutions to make.

hope you all have a safe new years, and blessings on the upcoming!!

...how you can learn to trust people less and less, every day.

is that what friends are for?!

i feel like the only genuine person out here and frankly, although vindicating, it leaves sad room for company. how am i supposed to find a roomate by june at this rate? personally, i don't think i would want to live with another human being ever again. humahns are not to be trusted.

self-serving, aggrandizing, manipulative, back-biting, drama-laden, heartbreaking, sad excuses for evolution. cancer is just a symptom of how the humahn race is exceeding its limitations in the natural way of things. an affront to divinity and progress, they wallow in their self-mutilating ways, defiling their higher selves for the current fix at hand. it only makes sense that their own bodies would turn against them, as a race, to begin that grand lemming-march toward extinction.

this is another day in which i could almost feel my apocalyptic form tear itself from my water and carbon casings. sometimes it feels like my back will break open and all the rage and disgust i feel at the world will pour out and consume it in the heat of my convictions.

what good is it to connect with anyone at this rate? what does anyone have to offer that i cannot readily produce on my own?

work. work is the only thing i have control over.

and now,

its the only thing im going to focus on. everything else is just distraction.

here is a little wishful thinking for the meantime: