This tastes terrible.

Weird scratch on my face from last night

I don't know how it got there but at least I didn't mess with cocaine. What?

We must fuck up the restaurant in order to get a picture of Steven Tyler, because:

He is important and famous. Most importantly though, he is the best looking skeleton on the planet.

Life:

Google defines it as "the experience of living; the course of human events and activities" among other things.
I currently define it as "a vast collection of misunderstandings, misconceptions, and miscommunications set to music" this is all just crazy and there's no way to figure it out completely. The misunderstanding part is usually illustrated very well. Misunderstandings are everywhere. Right now, I can think of some big ones as recent as 24 hours ago. As it is not possible to figure out such a complex but wholly necessary demon (life is necessary for life, believe it or not), the best I can do is try to make it as good as possible: for me. I have to make things good for me, and me alone. Martyrdom may get a person into history, but will that person have lived a fulfilling life? No. I don't want to be a martyr. I want to live "the good life" , like the one Rivers Cuomo sings about. Maybe then I'll have freedom from slight, but very real neuroses. Neuroses is a good word, but apparently it's not used any more.

An interesting tidbit about clowns.

I never knew clown culture was so deep:

Code of non-infringement

Wikipedia is so awesome.

Just some things to say.

It's been almost two weeks since my last post. For that, I am sincerely sorry. Of course I have a good reason for not posting - I've been extremely busy with school and stuff. Right now, life is just like a whirlwind of misunderstandings. I strongly believe that any person who has a life in which they regularly interact with many a variety of people on a personal level lives a somewhat chaotic life that would make an excellent movie or book. One does not need to have a life filled with sex drugs and violence to entertain others. One only needs others, because it's quite obvious that other people complicate life very much. On the other hand, people are just so damned fun. I love people. I myself am stuck doing what I am known best for - waiting until the last minute to do something important. I always tell myself to change and get into better habits - I have gotten into a few habits that were better than habits I have had in the past, but for the most part I am not so good at the "follow-through" part of the deal. I don't follow through well. Often times I don't even attempt the follow-through, as I assume I can get by the way things are. I am the ultimate example of the high level of entertainment that people provide. Everything we do is just so damned funny if you're looking at it from the outside. Take one scene out of your life or anyone elses at any time of day and just break it down and continue breaking it down until you can see the humor. There is much humor in everything, when you get down to the causes of doing certain tasks or trying to achieve goals. There is also humor in the effects of said causes. Maybe I'll get into this in greater details in the next few days when I have more time. Sometimes I have issues seeing the reason for anything I do. I ought to try to remember to look at things from the perspective of someone outside of our culture or perhaps our species whenever I feel this way. It may help. Good things come to those who are capable of seeing good.

This is the best subject in any spam email I've gotten, ever.

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Listen, people:

I know a few people must actually read this site, if only accidentally. What you need to know is that I'm giving out Gmail invites without asking any questions, really. Google recently added some new features to Gmail , and they are cool. They include forwarding your Gmail mail to another mail account. Just drop me a line, damn. It's a gigabyte of mail storage, for free, from Google, so it's good.

Phone Drivin', 2 of 2

Phone Drivin', 1 of 2

Useff made this for me

Phone Camera: My Bag

Phone Camera: Zach