Pogrom Inc.

My god!

2012-02-09T14:37:00.000-08:00

A post!? Fetch your women and needlework and run to the hills!

So yeah, activity has had an all-time high. Dunno what happened really, I think it might have been work. Work work work. Much of that. I've come to hate my job, at least most of the time. So that's on par, as it were. I was worried for a while, when I actually enjoyed my job. Shit. That's just not me. :D

Anypoo. I'm at this course, job-related, and the hotel is shit. I forgot to bring movies. I have fuck-all else to do. So I write something down here for you, whoever the fuck you are. How'd you find your way here? No, seriously.

Putting aside your creepy internetty ways, life is still pretty good, job-loathing notwithstanding. Love flourishes (fuck you, I can be loving too), work is stable (if despicable) and things aren't looking DOWN at least. It almost feels like shit is going somewhere.
Good times.

Motherf...

2010-02-25T14:13:00.000-08:00

Wow, it's been a long time since I put anything up here..
I've been abysmally bad at the whole "gym" thing the last few months. My friend's longtime sickness and my general laziness and unwillingness to go out the door unless it's an emergency has left me with the general fitness usually only attained by jellyfish, stoners and very old people.

But I'm working!
Yeah, you heard me.
It's only a trial period and I'm not sure if it's a steady thing, since I choose to be pessimistic about whether they're actually hiring or not, but at least I'm doing something to pad my sad CV.
They're not actually paying me, since I'm on the back-to-work-rehab-system from the social-services-office-thingy. So when that 3-month period is over, I'll see.
I'm just gonna do an absolutely awesome effort until then.
Know why?
Cuz I love this job. To bits.
I am, as a friend of mine labeled it, a Slip Vulture. Yup. Parking attendant or whatever it's really called, I give out parking tickets. My GOD, how I love it. I don't even take lunch breaks.
The thought of people returning to their car to find that yellow slip on their windshield, and their immediate "FUUUUUUCK!" reaction?
It's like candy to me.

Other than that, life is good.
Oh, except for my computer having kicked the bucket and joined the Choir Invisible.
First my video card went florp and it went downhill from there. I think it might be karma for the parking stuff.

But yeah. life good.

And there goes freedom

2009-08-16T13:10:00.000-07:00

Yup.
The lazy bliss of re-education's sliding away, giving way to the yawning abyss of my impending return to the country's productive workforce.
Suffice it to say that I don't really WANT to go back to work.
Simply because I have found that a lazy lifestyle is just up my alley. But oh well. All good things must come to an end, I suppose. And who knows, maybe I'll even make a little more than I do now.
Would be nice.

Oh, and I've started working out.
Me and a friend's going to a gym, and try to make it at least 5 days a week. Been working all right so far, and I can feel the difference.
Mostly in stiff muscles and a horrid reluctance for getting up in the morning, but also.. Well, I hate bragging, but there are things happening. Muscles are building, fat is burning away. Hell, I even have stretch marks.

I'll leave you with that delectable mental image.

Also, holy crap.

2009-05-18T11:18:00.000-07:00

I have the awesomest girls inna world. This hits me occasionally. This is them at some shit postapoc larp earlier this year.

Jenny, my awesome girlfriend, to the left.
Johanne, my awesome wife, to the right.

You two make my life awesome. Hail and kill.

Random update: Movie review.

2009-05-18T10:58:00.001-07:00

Yup, time for movie review goodness.
Or, not as much "review" as writing down what I believe was the treatment (short pre-production synopsis) as the writer(s) was talking to him/themsel(ves/f) while stoned out of his/their mind(s).
This was a "Masters of Horror" flick, meaning it was a 1-hour relatively-low-budget piece where they undoubtedly spent all their cash on Ron Perlman's payroll, having to suck dick in back alleys for the scraps they shouldn't have bothered paying the others. Or maybe the other actors were offered a role in a movie as payment for back alley cocksucking? We will never know. All we can assume is they were never actually contracted on grounds of acting experience or quality.
Now, on to the "review".

Nameless P.O.S.:
Ron Perlman's daughter has been raped by Satan, is trying to get a very-rapidly growing fetus aborted by Mr. Sexy Abortion Doctor and his Hot Nurse Sidekick.
Ron Perlman is a bible nut who hears "God"'s voice in his head, telling him to save the baby.
He and his 3 sons break into the abortion clinic compound, kill a guard, torture the head doc to death (after the doc broke out a bulletproof vest and killed one of the sons. Yeah, I guess abortion clinics have it hard in the US)
All this while the daughter is on the operating table and failing at acting. Then she squirts acid from the cunt into the nurse's face, gives birth to a ghost crab/human baby hybrid, Satan rises from the ground, kills Ron Perlman and his sons, the daughter picks up the Desert Eagle Perlman conveniently left behind, gets up (despite having had her cunt shredded by that freakmonster with crab legs) and shoots the baby.
Satan picks up his dead kid, moans a bit and fucks off, then Mr. Sexy Doctor and his Hot Nurse sidekick comes out from a side closet where they've been hiding and look all soulful.
Daughter rants "God's will was done" ad nauseam.
The end.

Awesome, innit?

A decision.

2009-05-14T10:37:00.000-07:00

I'm going to read the Twilight novels.

Yup. You heard me.

But WHY, you ask. WHY would you do that to yourself?

Fucked if I know.
I mean, most of the people I know of who are reading that twattery are people I loathe with the fiery passionate eagerness of a quarantine area full of amphetamine-addicts with cholera.

I think I'm mainly going to do it because I want something more to hate. PROPERLY hate, not just the vague loathing I hold now, after having watched the movie and read about the books.
I want to know what I'm talking about, so I can really get down with some proper, deep seething resentment. I want to be able to look a Twilight-fan in the eyes and tell them, with reason grounded in facts, that their literary icon and the drivel she has produced is well and truly within the realm of absolute shit.
I want to look them in the eyes and say that. And then I want to spit them in the face and stalk off in a huff.
That last part probably won't happen though. I'm too nice.
Yeah, yeah, you can stop laughing now. I -am- nice. I just loathe a lot of things. Probably you, if you just stumbled across this blog for no apparent reason. If you're, y'know.. You. Then I don't hate you so much. Possibly a little, but with a GOD DAMN GOOD REASON, dontchathink? I think we both know what I'm on about here. You don't? Then I'm not talking to you, asshole!

Right! Derailing myself. One of my favourite hobbies these days.

So! Twilight. Will read as soon as I get my grubby mitts on them. Only problem is that the people I know of who are reading it, I either hate with a passion of etc etc etc or don't know well enough to ask.
What, you thought I'd BUY the fucking things? Oooh no, I'm not giving that wench anything. With the possible exception of a slap across the face and directions to the nearest suicide booth.
No, I didn't rent or buy the movie either. I DOWNLOADED it! Y'know, illegally. (Or rather, I got it from someone who did. Close enough.) What, you expected me to pay for that? Why would I want to pay to have my eyesockets raped for 122 minutes? If I wanted that, and to pay for it, I'd find a high-class hooker. And at least then only my eyes would be fucked, not my brain and soul as well.

So. Done derailing. As soon as I get my hands on the books, it's ready time.
Wish me luck, you assholes.
I'll be updating ya.

Twilight.

2009-05-11T14:51:00.001-07:00

So.
I watched Twilight today.
Despite my girlfriend's explicit and vociferous warnings.
I have mostly lived my life without regrets. This ended today. I want my 122 minutes back.

For a well-written and funny review of the movie (I'd warn about spoilers, but seriously? There's no point, and you might be sufficiently deterred from watching it if you read it.), you can check out the GF's blog.

For incoherent rambling, read on.

Jesus, where do I start..

I can't. I can't come up with anything firebrand'ish enough to sufficiently voice my loathing for this absolutely vacuous piece of shit.
I can even let the sparkly vampire crap pass. That's obviously a go at making vampires less monster'y and more "something to get the young girls interested".
But the sheer lack of quality is what makes me double up with nausea. The acting talent of everyone involved. The script. The sound use. The cutting. It's hilariously bad, or it would be hilarious if it wasn't so sad. Sad and disturbing. Because there are people who -enjoy- this movie. There are people out there who paid to see this movie more than once.
This frightens me.
Seriously.

incoherent sputtering

2009-04-20T05:05:00.000-07:00

WHAT! THE! FUCK!

Pirates, pirates oh my.

2009-04-19T05:50:00.001-07:00

So.
As you know, unless you've been lying buried under a rock for the last week or so, the Pirate Bay people got convicted.
A year in jail, 30 mill fine/reparations.
And y'know what? It's all bogus. It's a sham case on the loosest of bullshit foundations. Why is this? Because Sweden bends over for the RIAA and their filthy ilk.
What I can't understand is the apparent and RAMPANT lack of basic understanding of the filesharing concept.
Now, those who know me know that I'm principally against open-source and that sort of bollocks. Why? Partly because of the innate lack of quality control inherent in that sort of publishing, and partly because I loathe the people involved in the "open source" scene. Like I violently dislike the archetypical Mac user.
But back to the filesharing concept.
Now, I'm not principally oriented in this matter. I don't really have a stand. I don't download much, and what I download I buy, if I actually like it. At least, some times I do. Or intend to, anyway.
There are a lot of stupid, misinformed people who have gripes with filesharing. People who are selfrighteous dickwads in essence. Fun thing, most of them have nothing to do with the music/movie/whatever-business at all, they're just getting on the moralist bandwagon, condemning "stealing of material".
Listen up, you ignorant scuzzball, it's not stealing if noone's losing anything from it.

-If I download it and it's shit, I wouldn't have bought it anyway.
-If I download it because I can't afford the damn thing, I wouldn't have bought it anyway.
-If I download it and REALLY like it, the artist deserves that I buy it. Which I most likely will.

Criminalizing facilitators in the way it's been done here is making a very dangerous presedence.
Especially when you look at how Norwegian politicians are starting to pull their pants down as well. "Oh, yes, this is good. We wouldn't want to go out with any sort of controversial statement, at least not as the first one. The constituency could get crass with us if we don't try our damnedest to look like moral paragons."
Wankers.
The only thing that can come of this, if allowed to run rampant, is a further constriction and limitation of not-essentially-illegal web traffic. Look at Sweden, and how they are working towards criminalizing ALL filesharing software, no matter what is being trafficked on it.

This is not a good thing.

Me, I'll be downloading everything from now on. The record business have dug their own graves for all I'm concerned, I'm not buying anything from them any more.
Consider this a "Fuck you."

The funniest thing about this shit? THIS is what's in focus. Not the fact that human rights are being made into jokes worldwide. Not that food is burned to maintain food prices instead of distributing it to those who need it. No, no.
Instead we squabble and worship at the foot of the almighty dollar.
Gee, fuck you too, world.
(Disclaimer. No, I'm not a commie. Shut your fucking face.)

Gonna cut this short now, before I continue down this path of angry rants.

GAAAH! FUCK THIS!

2009-03-26T11:34:00.000-07:00

12k back taxes. Wife's WoW account hacked. Bills heaping up. Welfare paycheck.
I demand an END to this FUCKERY!

WAAAGH!!!

2009-03-13T02:22:00.000-07:00

So, I'm reading a friend's blog, where he's exalting the Orks of the Warhammer 40k setting as awesome. The reason he's doing this is of course because they are. Simply awesome.

My wife and I was talking about this over MSN (I'm at my girlfriend's place as I post this), and she brought up the topic of ork interior decoration, as a response to the following ork quote.

"Oy, iz dis fing on?! Yeah, dis here 's a message for da' grayskin bosses an' their kroot. If'n you're gettin' any pictures wiff dis fing, you can see wha' we done to your kroot over dere. They's all ded an' making for nice decorationz on me new boss-hut. If'n you're not getting da picturez, just take one of da kroot near you an' rip 'em in half. 's like dat. Dis here is Hedkrakka's land now an' we'z all coming to see you'z next! I need some grayskins for me boss-hut!"

Simply phenomenal. But.
Ork interior decorator. Just imagine a slightly lanky ork poofing about in light "red" wargear. ("Red'uns go fasta, but pink'uns go jus' right!")
Mucking about in the Warboss' boss-hut. A transcript from our msn follows.. This.. is wrong, yo..

"An' some skullz over 'ere, an' some blud over 'ere. An' den some skullz over 'ere, an' some skullz over'ere, onna stikk. Righ'?"

*frown*
"I dun fink them sticks brings out the best in me skulls.."

"Dun wurry none, we'll smack up a coupla WAAAAGH-bannerz righ' over dere next to'em, gonna bring out der shapes all nice an' proper-like."

"ooooh"
*sage nod*

"See? Dontcher worry none. Ol' Lugnutz know'is biznizz, see."

All you 40k-fans out there can feel free to come throttle me now. ;)

A nation of anti-semites?

2009-03-02T02:32:00.000-08:00

So, according to the esteemed israeli author Manfred Gerstenfeld, Norway is a land full of barbaric and unintelligent anti-semites.
Because we don't unanimously support the Israeli war in Gaza.

Yeah. It's not like we're sensibly against a stupid and pointless war.
It's not like we have comedians who use controversy in their satire and a populace who can actually DISCERN SATIRE FROM REALITY!

No, no. We harry them relentlessly because they're Jews. Obviously. Because people living in 2009 still think that way. (Okay, some people do, but they are what we refer to as "neo-nazis" or "extremist muslims", and we don't pay attention to their ranting.)

This isn't about rabid, overly defensive using every possibility to drag out that old Holocaust martyr-point generator to garner sympathy worldwide among the ignorant. At all.

Me, I say nuke the entire Middle East until nothing is left but a vast radioactive wasteland. It'll be more useful that way.

No money.

2009-02-24T02:36:00.000-08:00

No money means no Dawn of War 2 Steel Edition.
This is not acceptable.
I shall have to find alternative sources of income.
I wonder how much I can get for a spleen...
Who USES their spleen anyway? What the hell is it for, except pumping goop?
Who NEEDS all that goop?

And for those who REALLY don't know me, I'm talking about someone ELSE's spleen, of course.
Who, you ask?
Whoever, I say.

Statistics..

2009-02-04T03:14:00.000-08:00

An acquaintance of mine has opinions about overpopulation. Which I agree is a viable concern.
However, I feel that the angle is usually skewed. People are ratting on about one-child policies and suchlike, and we see how well that's working in China.

Now, some of you might know me well enough to know that I think cannibalism should be considered a fully viable diet choice and children an easily renewable food source. Hell, this here's your way to enforce the one-child policy, governments. You're welcome.

Anyway, this time I'm not gonna ramble about the unfair stigma given to eating tasty human flesh.

I'm going to talk about death.
There's clearly not enough of it.
Now, I'm not one given to implicitly trusting statistics but I do believe that with a modicum of critical sense, one can garner the basics from a presented statistic medium. Like this bastard here.
Birth rates vs death rates are way fucked up.
As anyone can plainly see, there aren't enough people dying. People will keep fucking, and people will keep being stupid. As a result, births aren't likely to abate.
However, since people will keep being stupid, why aren't more of them dying?
I'll tell you why.
Because everywhere you see these days, you'll find a warning sign or poster. They're everywhere, and have taken over where common sense died. "Warning: Hot contents." "Warning: Do not lie down in front of the train." "Warning: Keep jugular away from knife." "Warning: Do not apply loaded shotgun to head." I'm convinced that people as a whole have devolved to such a level that these warning signs are the only thing standing between them and an unnecessarily painful and messy death. Which is just the thing we are advocating here.
Take away the warning labels and people will start dying at a deliciously acceptable rate, something that will even out the birth/death ratio and stabilize our ever-increasedly fucked world.

Also, I should be given a large amounts of weaponry and sanction to deal with the world as I see fit.

Pain.

2009-01-18T05:23:00.000-08:00

Yeah. Pain.
Wrestling training. Ow. The morning AFTER wrestling training? FUCKING OW!

Which brings me to another peeve of mine. Some of you might know, some might not, but I train wrestling. Not the greco-roman buttfondling but show wrestling. I'm sure that the names "Hulk Hogan" and "The Rock" will make several people go "Aha."

Now. The favourite quote of most people hearing about this is "Ah, but everyone knows wrestling is all fake.", usually accompanied by rolling of the eyes.
This is the point at which I usually suppress the urge to beat upon them mercilessly with a steel folding chair while yelling "IS THIS FAKE, BITCH? HUH!?"
Now, being the mild-mannered man that I am, I calmly explain to them that while yes, the matches are scripted, there are very few commonly available ways of faking gravity. If a 120-kilo hunk of manflesh decided to jump from the turnbuckle (That's the corner of the ring) and land on you while you are prone, there are very few ways of faking that. Believe me, I know. It's not a comfortable thing to endure.

Now, most people tend to reflect upon this with a newfound understanding, changing their viewpoint to "Aha, so while the results are scripted, the pain the wrestlers experience is not? I am enlightened!"
This usually fills me with all sorts of glee.
Now, of course, there are the insufferable wanktards who completely overlook the information they have just received, sticking to their knee-jerk reflex of "No, it's all fake. I read it on the internets."
These people have forfeited their rights to have arms. Beat upon them mercilessly if you find them, for in their refusal to accept common sense and information given to them, they are a blight to society and must be purged so that our species may prosper.

Why, world? Why must you keep proving me right?

2008-12-23T14:39:00.000-08:00

What the everloving FUCK?

Just... Just read the fucking article. For the terminally lazy, two people (and I use the term in the loosest way possible, to indicate that they have two arms, two legs and will be medically described as Homo Sapiens) are distraught because the Greenwich ShopRite supermarket would not decorate their child's birthday cake.
And rightly so, you say? Nay, I say, for these wastes of human material saw it fit to call their podling "Adolf Hitler Campbell".
What the fuck you say? What the fuck, I say!
Oh, but it doesn't stop there, oh no. These fuckers were actually allowed to keep breeding after their first naming flop! Say hello to "JoyceLynn Aryan Nation Campbell" and "Honszlynn Hinler Jeannie Campbell".
Surely you jest, you say? Not at all, I say!
Martin, you Calipygean exemplar of mankind's best, surely this proves you right about the world thrice over, you say? Indeed, I say!

Yo ho fucking ho...

2008-12-04T01:26:00.000-08:00

Bloody christmas..
Haven't bloody liked it since I was what, 12 years old?
Always degenerated into fights with drunken parents, shitty presents and only marginally edible food. Yeah, I guess I AM sounding pretty emo about it, huh? Well, fuck, tell me that 15 years of supposed "holidays" turned into unrelenting crapfests doesn't warrant some whining, and I'll track you down and shit in your lungs.
I can't help but pity my parents though. They're probably the two loneliest people in the world, and I'd feel genuinely sorry for them if it weren't for the fact that it's totally, one hundred percent self-inflicted. They're worse recluses than I am, and they don't even have my debilitating hatred for mankind to blame. But whatever. Fuck it, right? I'm not about to fuck my life up further and give'em another pity christmas visit. Done that too many times, burnt to the bone every single time.

Stands to be slightly different this year though. Anti-christmas with booze and horrible movies ought to be good. I KNOW I'll be getting some awesome pressies from wife and GF. I don't know what they are, but they'll be awesome no matter what. Yeah, I can be a romantic nitwit too if I want to!

For something -completely- different, video games are awesome. Fallout 3 rocks my socks, and Wrath of the Lich King is turning out to be good fun now that my GF is back from her journeys and we can play again. Yeah, the wife plays too, but she's predominantly Alliance and that's an aspect of the game I'm NOT touching these days. Horde for life and so on and so forth.

What.. the.. FUCK?

2008-11-12T04:43:00.000-08:00

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/worldnews/article-1085003/Ku-Klux-Klan-recruit-shot-dead-asked-leave-initiation-ritual.html

Is this the 21st fucking century we're in? How the FUCK do people like this still exist?
Why are these people still alive? Why haven't their primitive brains collapsed in on themselves?

*grumble*

So, Obama, huh?

2008-11-05T01:24:00.000-08:00

I know most liberals (like me. Yeah, I'm liberally-minded, believe it or not) worldwide are breathing out with relief, cheering and patting each others' backs now that Barack Obama has been elected president of the US. (Just clarifying in case this is your first contact with a computer since you crawled out from under your rock a couple hours ago. And if this is your first contact with a computer, what the hell are you doing looking at my blog? Freak.)

ANYWAY!

Obama is supposed to be the new great hope for the US.
Shit, I'm hoping for that as well.
But I'm keeping my frenzied cheer in reserve for when I actually see any changes.
I'm half expecting to see him turn into the Smiler. For those of you who have no idea what I'm talking about, read Transmetropolitan. If you don't know what that is, you are a heathen beast and should go away right now before I spew my bile and nerd rage over your filthy countenance.
Of course, if he doesn't turn out to be anything that exciting, he'll probably turn out to be just as grey and status quo-supportive as every other bastard who's occupied the White House for the last Age.
When I see troops pulled out of diverse warzones etc, I'll rejoice with the rest. Until then I'm assuming he's either another puppet boy or a naïve, blue-eyed lad who'll get tossed into the grinder soon enough.

Yeah, I'm a regular optimist, me.

In other news, I have coffee. I am gleeful about this.

Short and sweet.

2008-11-04T11:33:00.001-08:00

Today, in a WoW group, my girlfriend (who was group leader and in the LFG channel) resignedly spake the following quote:

"...wow. Some people shouldn't be allowed fingers."

And this just about sums it all up. Sums what up, you ask? All of it, I say.
Is it any wonder I love that girl?

Hmmm..

2008-11-03T14:02:00.000-08:00

Today I sat wondering for a while..
I haven't really kicked on anything for a while. Nothing in the media has broken into my head and triggered the rage synapses in the way it usually does. So I took to wondering if there's been a sharp increase in intelligence in the world in the last few days. This suspicion lasted for approximately 3.2 seconds before I gobsmacked myself sharply and actually looked at some front pages and the drivel therein.
Oooh no. Nothing of the sort.
I have just realized that EVERYTHING I read in the media these days spark the ol' fire.
More or less everything I see pisses me off or, to some extent, makes me want to yell and punch something. Mostly I think it's because of the mindless consumerism, and how much it scares me that I feel that I'm completely right in my assumption that if given two options, we will always pick the option that ends up with us raping ourselves up the ass with a spiked steel baton.

I'm not completely coherent in my ranting, I know. I'm in pain and every muscle in my body feels like it's been kicked by a horse. So peace out for now.
Only, y'know. Not peace, really. I hope most of you die in a fire.
The rest of you know who you are.

Snow.

2008-10-29T00:47:00.000-07:00

Three inches this morning and still coming on.
One of the greatest mixed blessings I know. Gonna have to change tires on the car. *grumble*
Then again, it's an excuse to stay inside and curl up with coffee and a movie and give the world the finger. Which is an awesome thing.

All in all, I suppose I like winter.
Noone trying to drag you, guilt you outdoors, rambling on about the weather and how short a summer we have here. Bollocks.
It's cold. I prefer the cold to the heat, at least I won't sweat my clothes asunder.
There is of course the issue of women packing up their breasts for the winter, so there's less to ogle in the streets.
But that's okay too, I have all the breasts I could possibly want and handle fully available to me anyway.

If there's anything I would seriously complain about, it would be people's initial reaction to snowfall. I swear, people act like they have never seen this mysterious white, roadslicking substance falling from the sky before. Drivers are reduced to quivering wretches, inching along at 30 km/h and building up traffic. People stagger out in the streets like they are shell-shocked, taking in the winter wonderland like it's a postapocalyptic wasteland.

And still, if I go berzerk on the open street with a flamethrower, -I- am the one getting jailed.
There's no justice.

BWAAHAAAHAAAHAAAAA!!

2008-10-28T00:44:00.000-07:00

Just when I thought the new week would settle in like a putrid fog around me and ENSURE that the coming days would be crap, I happen upon the newspaper where I read that an 8-year old accidentally shot himself while firing a Micro-UZI at a gun expo in the US.

My first reaction? Glee.
Second reaction? Hysterical laughter.

Seriously, the kid's father reacted with shock. He didn't understand how this could happen. Gee, mate, could it be that you let your goddamn kid fire a goddamn UZI with no concern for recoil or kickback or barrel wander?
Could it be, laddy-o, that you are a fucking moron, and that the gene-pool probably is better off without your offspring in it?
Could it be, laddy-o, that going to a fucking gun expo in order to familiarize your kid FURTHER with handguns and machine pistols might not necessarily be a good idea in the first place!?

http://www.boston.com/news/local/breaking_news/2008/10/police_identify_6.html

I swear to fucking GOD, I haven't laughed this well in a long time.
Anyway, I'm gonna cut this short before I start ranting at random again.

Good times.

Not so bad, today.

2008-10-24T17:23:00.000-07:00

I'm at my.. Whatever I should refer to her as.. Best friend and lover, I suppose.
Anyway, I'm at her place. Life's pretty good. We are geeking it up with videogames and movies and talking about insufferably weird things.
My mood is pretty much as good as it gets these days.
Oh yes, I'm still angry and hateful, make no mistake about that, my delicious little monkeys.
But it's you and the world that I am angry and ateful about. RIGHT now, my life is awesome.
Think about that when you go about your dreary and terrible days. Your life is dreary and boring. Mine is awesome, unrelentingly awesome. Like having hot joy pumped into your most secret and inviolate places.
Your tears are like candy to me.

Fuckery

2008-10-22T04:28:00.001-07:00

So. I go to school these days.
My knees went bust at my old job, forcing me to do something else. So the ever so fucking kind state of Norway says "We shall give you a re-education! Take our moneys!"
And of course I'm a stupid fucking twat and toss myself into something I have no knowledge of nor any predisposition to be skilled in. 3d design last year, 3d film now.

So I sit here and despair more or less completely, because the teacher dude spouts stuff I have NO interest in but that I apparently have to know to tell a fucking story.

Like I didn't fucking hate drawing already.

I hate this place.

Right.

2008-10-22T02:38:00.000-07:00

So finally I have gotten one of those thrice-cursed damn things.
I swore I would never get a damn blog, but all the cool kids are doing it. So yeah, I suppose I will.
It's a chance to share my hateful rantings with the rest of mankind.
Be grateful, you bastards.

No, you will most likely not find good things here.
But I will do my utmost to share horrible things with you. All the horrible things I will dig out from my brainmeats and, as the description says, spew them onto the world wide interblags.