This post is going to be disjointed. Less disjointed, and more no connections at all. I'm listening to 'Legs' by ZZ Top right now. Such a beautiful song. Black holes are part of the jewish (newly allied with the homosexual) conspiracy. Comedy started as something that I wanted to do as a hobby. Mainly because with no job and no school, I had nothing to do with my time. And doing NOTHING but playing videogames seemed... somehow lacking, I guess is what I want to say. I'm starting to realize how difficult it really is, and how severely my writing skills are lacking. It's something that comes with time I suppose. I'm much more of a ranter than a joke teller. It's wierd though, because I normally don't rant, being as self-conscious as I am. I guess I just have a lower boiling point than most people, about the little things. This post is so self-centered, but they all are, aren't they? I suppose I don't care, since I'm the only one that reads this, it works well that I only talk about what I want to. I played warcraft against a guy today, while I was destroying his base, he was calling me names. Now, this wasn't anything new (the name calling, not the destroying), but I realized that if he knew how good that makes me feel inside, he would stop. The idea that while I am extremely courteous gamer, and go out of my way not to talk shit to anyone, I could frustrate someone so much makes me all warm and fuzzy inside. Later he started messaging me, and ended 11 of 11 lines that he sent me in "bitch." I was examining the sentence structure (yeah, I'm a geek, but I don't like to rely on the default internet accusations in which your opponent of whatever game either "Has no life." or has no skill.) and the only actual punctuation he had was a comma just before the word bitch, which he ended every sentence with. That tickled me even more. Anyway, I'm gonna go ramble into a Word file I keep around for these occasions.

Told you I was too fucked up to post, you goatmilk drinking motherfucker.