Of all my abeyant days I have come to a point of awe. I have no fucking clue whats going on in this world; and I have no mother-fucking idea what I want to do with my life. It doesn’t help that I have a lack of interest in my cultures collective decision to become technological hobbist and take part in the facebook- twitter boom. And somewhere between 200? and Kanye West everyone adopted a 1985 fashion sense. They (being you guys, the hipsters, consumers, plastic zombies wraped in Americas jargon of red-white-blue-bull) are having the time of there life. I’m looking at these clowns make a fool out of there time.
And I…I woke up with a god awful job talking to people that Rosa Parks wouldn’t sit next to on a bus. My title is Sales Associate.
Trust me, no offense taken.
So, today in my time off next to porn and Mcdonalds I have graced the world wide web with a dictionary pertaining a point of view of the off-beat black comedy of life. Which of course will involve me narrating as I think. With little respect to how you feel orwhat my english teacher emotions to run on sentences or misplaced commas.
Fuck’ em and welcome.
