I am a
brilliantly self-absorbed, ignorant of others most of the time, almost completely unable to make friends or small talk, not interested in what other people have to say, nasty, narcissistic, rambling, over-indulgent, drunken, assholish, sex-obsessed, pattern recognition machine.
First (almost) finished track from the CD...
It irritates the fuck out of me
when people mistreat monitors. One fella at work leaves his on over the weekend with no screen saver. I shut it off every Friday after he leaves. Today I yelled at a coworker for poking and LCD flat panel. What the hell is wrong with me?
I’ll sit for minutes at a time with my headphones on and nothing playing just because it makes me feel good.
That’s the sound of thousands of years of human progress crunching to a stop against the wall of mental effluent you call entertainment.
Name-your-price structure is a pretty good idea. It actually makes me MORE apt to pay for it.
Roll The Dice by Bukowski →
iPod Nano as watch. →
Neat idea, but for that kind of money I can get much cooler watches from Watchismo