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Blog Archive for July 2000

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Sunday, July 30th, 2000 @ 1:00 AM - life

Why is it that one of the only ways that a young chap such as myself can begin to achieve some separation or freedom from my parents, is through a car. It is fucking strange, as well fucking pathetic.

For the past 10 or so years I have lived in a household of dictatorship rule. My fuck-stick stepfather is a total control freak and one major asshole. Over the years he has tried his best to keep his thumb up my butt, but thankfully my sphincter is made of stronger stuff. That is why my Minnesota parents hate me so much, because I refuse to follow their goofy rules. They did not parent, they punished; they did not reason, they acted without concern. I will laugh the jolliest laugh and out-jig a leprechaun on the day they die.

Unfortunately, over the past ten years I had grown used to being shit on and ordered around. I am perfectly aware of what a healthy family should be, but it is very difficult to just shake ten bad years away. My very own automobile now offers me complete freedom, I can go any where I want, if need be I can sleep in it, and it should take me wherever I want to go. I am having trouble adjusting to that fact. I did not realize that this would ever be a factor of a car.

Why Cars Suck

Friday, July 28th, 2000 @ 1:00 AM - rants

A tale of depressing truth

A brief history of western society; 1850 to 2000: Towns grew to be cities; rural areas ballooned into huge metropolises. Our economy boomed and everyone started making more and more money. As the industrialization of the world began in the late 18 hundreds, an efficient and affordable mode of transportation was required to move people around. Thus came along the automobile. This grand new invention was almost exclusively available to the wealthy until the mass production of autos began around the late teens to early nineteen twenties. (I don't know exactly when, and I could certainly give a fuck) Cars then became a mode of transportation that was financially accessible to the general population. People bought cars, many new roads were constructed, and modern civilization was given the ability to live greater distances from their jobs. From this sprouted more towns, more cities, more roads, more cars, more people, more BULLSHIT.

The advent of automobiles to our daily lives has led to an overall degradation of society, the environment, population count, laziness factor, and human nature. Gasoline powered transportation has quickly merged itself into the fabric of our life. (cotton) The human race now depends on such automobiles for its survival. What would happen if every car, bus, jalopy, and motor scooter were to right now, disappear in to the wind? How would you get to work to make money? How would you get to the store for food? How would you get money for the food? What would you do when you got drunk now? How many people would live by not dieing in car accidents? How many would die of starvation, dehydration, or lack of time at the mall?

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Everyone Die

Sunday, July 23rd, 2000 @ 1:00 AM - rants

this is fucking hilarous:

LONGEST TURD The longest dump ever verified was produced by an American, who produced a 'staggering turd' over a period of 2 hr 12 mins which was officially measured at 12 ft 2in. The offender is banned from 134 washrooms in his state.

Today i was stuck helping out my parents at this saftey seat check up thing. Its a yearly event held where you take your kid and its carseat in to have it checked out to make sure it is safe. If the carseat is bad then it is replaced for free, thus your kid doesn't pop out and smash his head open in an accident.

Last summer my little brother died in this manner, and for this i am greatly saddened. Yet, i hate most everyone i meet, and wish that they would die in a horrible car crash. The world is one fucked up, over-crowded place. Kids are being raised up to be pieces of shit assholes, just like thier parents. If you disagree with me, just watch any channel on TV and within 5 minutes you will see a person worthy of death. If you still disagree, then i would like to stick a shive in the back of your skull. Anyhow, this bad-parent raising bad-kid is a never ending cycle. The only way it will stop is if these waste-of-space trashy people stop fucking or just fucking die. Everything we do in society today goes against natural instincts that we used to possess. I dont think i am totally getting my point across with this, but i will end by saying that this world would be a lot better place if 99.99% of the current population died. Go Unibomber!

Fucking Retail

Saturday, July 22nd, 2000 @ 1:00 AM - rants

I hate retail. I fucking hate retail. Last Thursday, I stumbled upon another job. I now not only work for a film/video/edit studio, but also in an outlet store's warehouse. Porters Ski and Sport is my employer, and they own 4 stores in the Tahoe area. My job is to receive all the shit they sell, process the paper work, put tags on all product, and then take the shitty old delivery van to each of the stores to drop off stuff. The warehouse I work in is fucking tiny, it is not much bigger than say two high school classrooms. It is filled with piles and piles of boxes and shit to process. To add to all that chaos, Porters decided to stick their main offices right in the same room. It is a ridiculous mess, coupled with mass confusion.

I want to murder all my co-workers. I work most of the time one-on-one with this fucking 35 old bitch who wont shut the fuck up about what she is doing. "Now I'm going to seal this box up" "now I'm going to hang these clothes" "blah blah blah" To add to that, she has a fucking speech impediment, so she sounds like porky pig. I just sit there quietly doing my work and the whole time she is just flapping out unnecessary bullshit. I just want to look up at the nasty bitch and tell her to, "Fuck off."

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Birthday

Thursday, July 13th, 2000 @ 1:00 AM - rants

Does it not seem fucked up to anyone else that every 365 days, one is required to celebrate the fact that the earth has rotated around the sun X number of times since you slid out of a stinky crotch? To add to that madness, people are supposed to cough up money for you, just because. And if you don't wish that person a happy birthday, you are forgetfull, or rude. Fuck that, i like getting presents and shit, but it just seems a little messed up. Ha.