Just a quick note - gas prices are out of fucking control. A gallon of gas in Amsterdam is ringing in at just over 6 USD. For less than the price of a gallon of gas, an Amsterdam-ian can probably get a one-legged hooker to take a dump on their chest. Assuming they’re so inclined.
Read about gas prices HERE
Read about hookers that poop on your chest HERE
Read about how reading is stupid HERE
And now, an inqusitive-looking chinchilla:
Sometimes people can be lazy. I’m certainly not excluded from that statement, and here’s my basis for saying so: on occasion, I have things to say, but actually sitting down and typing what I have kicking around in this little peanut I call a brain seems like waaaaaay too much work. It bothered me, not having any alternative to using my hands to document what I was thinking would be something worth documenting. Then I recalled a feature that was imbedded into the more recent releases of Microsoft Office - a dictation feature! This was my light at the end of the tunnel, my blowjob after the massage, my salvation from the endless toil of hammering away on those oh-so-hard-to-push keys of the goddamned keyboard. I had warm, fuzzy visions of becoming not unlike Jabba the Hutt; lying corpulently on some throne, slowly dictating profound words through shallow breaths, and only pausing to drink a beer or to have a chocolate/chocolate chip muffin. (read more…)
As you may have noticed, things with my pseudo-blog have changed. I have a new domain (which I will assume you know by now, what with you being… uh… here (read more…)
