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expressosinger
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Country: United States
State: Alabama
Metro: Jacksonville
Birthday: 6/28/1984
Gender: Male
Interests: The arts, anime, music, and uh some other stuff I've forgotten . . .
Expertise: I'd be an expert procrastinator . . . . . if I ever get around to it . . . .
Occupation: Student
Industry: Art
Message: message me
AIM:  Angels Nocturne
Yahoo:  expressosinger
Member Since:
2/29/2004
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| Jobs jobs and more jobs, none of them mine mind you because it apears once again that the great 2x4 of a affirmative action has smashed me in the bum for being niether, black nor gay nor a woman, and worst of all I am in this country as a legal law abiding, perfectly qualified for this position, citizen, damn you affirmative action. | | |
| ok so any one who hasn't watched any Monty Python's Flying Circus, should really check it out it is so freakin' funnymakes me want to do somthing . . . completely different. Watch it funny! | | |
| I'm just pulling this out of my ass today so ya know, get over it. I'm not sure what's the point of this crap right now, I hate working. Well not really, I just hate my job. I mean somtimes it's ok. Paycheck and all that, but whoop-dee-do. What's the point of doing somthing that leaves you so empty at the the end of the day? I mean what'd I really accomplish? Put some junk away, moved some product even sold some garbage to some old lady, she didn't really need but that's my job anyway, and like what do people really need anyway? Food, drink, shelter? Is it home, love, belonging? Does any of it matter in our lives? Does anything have purpose at all or are we just the ends of one great cosmic sum? The final crux in some kind of evolutionary joke? I mean why? What purpose, what reason do we have? To what end are we designed? Are we even 'made' do have a 'why' attached, or is it all just some random equation working itself out? OK so that only makes a little more sense in my head but not much. I think maybe the something is lost in translation between my thoughts and what I put in here don't know. Doesn't seem any clearer reading it. | | |
| so I've learned somthing very valuable, never have kids they suck, they're anoying, obnoxious and you can't eat them (actualy hmm. . .) worst part is there are just too many of them around, I've been thinking if we were all born as full grown adults all the pain and a woman endured it birthing would be less than a fraction of one percent of the suffering children put the world through every second of every day with there totaly antagonistic existence this to say maybe China has somthing there with there whole government controlled parenting scheme but I think I have a better idea, why not outlaw pregnancy all together? | | |
| ok so some advise to all those ppl out there who are on the phone 24/7: dont use your cell phone in the can, serious. so i was texting my bro on the toilet and im finished with buisness ya know? so i like set my fone down and flush and stand up, well i stand up my phone falls right into the still flushing can! well down she goes shoomp just like that! and i'm like !@#$&, and then &$#@!, and then !@#$& all over again so i reach into this conjoiled conundrum of chaotic congeeled crap to find? NOTHING! all the way up to my elbow and I felt nadda. all this to say never use a cell phone in the can, and if you do be prepared you might just have to shell out for a new phone and have an embarassing bill to the plumber | | |
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