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Two weeks, two week in Thailand. Two weeks and I can't think of a thing to say. Don't worry the words will come, one day you will know what to do and what is right. I'm still waiting. They tell you that everything is one way when it's the other. What makes my reasoning any better than some catholic roman bastard. Why is this reality the one I choose to believe. Oh well.  Questions and no answers, a cynical mindset with broad acceptation of the unknown. Be it for money or personal growth. We all have those moments where one and one make three and everything falls into place quite perfectly almost eriely, and it reminds you... we forget sometimes that we can do anything we can achieve what our minds capture. The chance is accesible yet fragile, always changing and never the different. Goal: Discover. Accomplishments: not many.

Relationships often require some kind of maintenance, but at some point we are likely to forget its existence. The concept of being forgotten should scare me but it doesn't. It's kind of like this website, I could care less if I was the only one that could see it. This is not a broadcast of my thoughts it's a collective library to remind myself of a moment in time. MR. thesaurus says: this is a diary... it is.... I disagree. Defining things is just a reassuring concept anyways... Stop.

Addition: Nine Inch Nails - "Right Where it Belongs" is one of the best songs ever written.

The internet is a funny place.

I have a little something to say. Okay... according to my sources, most of my visitors are using Internet Explorer to browse the Internet. This is a mistake. Using Internet Explorer is hell on your computer, I recommend switching to a mozilla browser, or opera.  That is all.

Freedom of the pen. I can sit or I can bleed to death. I can wake inside a dream. My eyes are beginning to focus and my proteins have found a new bond; the floor. Exclusively.+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+minus plus minus plus minus plus minus plus minus plus minus plus virus pus virus plus minus plus minus plus minus plus zero zero one zero one one..

You can never have too many annoying sounds. I have an English exam tomorrow, wish me luck!

Exams are rolling near, yet somehow I can't help but not shed a single feeling of nervousness, or even a slight amount of fear. If I fail, then it's the end of the world right? Wrong.

Apparently, if I fail  my math exam (that's supposed to measure whether I understand the subject matter of the class) I will still  be deemed qualified enough to go onto the next level because I have put in a solid effort. How is this system effective? What the hell?

Hey dude! Sign my guest book dude! I would totally appreciate it. (but probably not)

There is nothing in this update, what a disappointment! But don't worry I'm hard at work on something great. (I'm actually not working on anything)

If cows were made of bacon, would they really need all that black and white? Racial equality is so gay, you stupid cows. I added the song I titled "milk" to annoying sound of the moment. The actual title of the song, I don't know. It's just an acoustic recording of a song a friend wrote, it was merely for demonstrative purposes. Now it is famous. Go.

The semester is drawing to a close. What have I accomplished? Four binders full of wasted paper and bad drawings. I guess there's some work in there too but what the hell  was the point? Did I learn anything? Yes. But I could just have easily learned it from wikipedia, or the rest of this vast universe that's ultimately more perfect than the one it was conceived from. Conclusion? No.

This message is for ICBC.

How many times have you gone into a bathroom and found your best friend in a bathtub of beans? I guess it doesn't matter. Look at these rats, they are evil. Annoying sounds are now organized! Also a new link I suggest you linkize.

Happy 2006 everyone, I'm a little bit late, I'm sorry I was too busy being awesome. My gift to you is links! Beautiful, beautiful links. On an unrelated note I am very frustrated that the US Music Publishers'  Association is shutting down tablature and lyrics websites. Because apparently knowing what words are in a song is "stealing". Thats it I am now banning the use of the following instruments... guitar, drums and bass... I already used those in my song... you can't use them in yours, slut.

The ball is rolling and its rolling like a fire... a fire with fireworks inside...fireworks made of excitement. New article, check it out to fight the power.

Don't worry dudes! Expect to see some action soon. Estimated time is never.
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Merry merry,  eXtremeMAS.  I wish I could say I'm having a holly jolly good time, but all I'm really having-- is a headache. If good ol' saint nick were here  I'd ask him for a floppy fish and smack him across the face with it. Also, children are AIDS. Eat children.

Brand spankin' New Website. Enjoy the fancy pancy convenience.