People at work and other people I know (in "real life") read this shit on a regular basis. I feel like I should be entertaining or something... Make something exciting happen. I don't know what, though. Smoke. Mirrors. Vertically-challenged individuals on skateboards. Clowns. Actually, fuck clowns. Clowns are a stupid idea.
I don't know why I feel the need to put "real life" in parentheses and to "quote" it like it's something special. Real-life actually sucks, to tell you the truth. I'm quite content to type my bullshit and spend hours on the internet for no apparent reason. There's no way I would ever be able to bring myself to say even a tiny fraction of all the shit I talk about online, in "real life".
I wish I could live online somehow, like in some "futuristic" 70s movie, kinda like "Tron" or "The Lawnmower Man", only just not as... Fake? Yes, Tron is cool in a weird geeky way, and if it's on TV, I'll still watch it, just like a bunch of other movies that are painfully nerdy, but I don't care. Revel and wallow in the nerdiness. And not a trendy kind of nerdy either, like all those people with those fucking "Vote For Pedro" shirts... Ugh. I can't stand that shit. I LOVED Napoleon Dynamite. I thought it was genius. Those shirts just bother me for some reason though. It's probably because... Oh shit. Here we go...
Let's say that yeah, Napoleon (or Pedro, for that matter) was a real guy. He wasn't just some fictional character made up for a movie, which was filmed/directed/written for not much money, which surprisingly ended up making a SHITLOAD of money. He would just be another geeky fucking kid. People would fuck with him endlessly and he would transfer schools to get away, only to repeat the whole process over and over, as time and money permit, I guess. I wouldn't imagine it's cheap or easy to move to another school simply because people fuck with you, but people DO do it, so it IS possible. Those people aren't me, though, so I have no idea how hard it is... Anyway... The point is... All these fucking people running around wearing their goddamn "Vote For Pedro" shirts... Those are the same people who would have beaten up the nerdy kids in school. The ones who would have flipped food at them during lunch. The ones who would have, inevitably, made fun of clothes, hair, acne, big ears, big noses, old shoes, and so forth and so forth.
Maybe people just like the movie like I do, but don't instinctively read into and analyze everyday life to the extent that I do. Maybe they're just fucking stupid. Maybe I'm fucking stupid. Fuck it. We're all stupid...
Holy shit. I don't know where that came from. I just sat down and started typing shit off the top of my head. There ya go. My mind in print for you.
Enjoy...
Incidentally, I think it would be damn cool to recieve hugs now, instead of giving them out. Yep. That would be the shit.
Beerbeerbeerbeerbeerbeerbeer,,,
-Chris-
I don't know why I feel the need to put "real life" in parentheses and to "quote" it like it's something special. Real-life actually sucks, to tell you the truth. I'm quite content to type my bullshit and spend hours on the internet for no apparent reason. There's no way I would ever be able to bring myself to say even a tiny fraction of all the shit I talk about online, in "real life".
I wish I could live online somehow, like in some "futuristic" 70s movie, kinda like "Tron" or "The Lawnmower Man", only just not as... Fake? Yes, Tron is cool in a weird geeky way, and if it's on TV, I'll still watch it, just like a bunch of other movies that are painfully nerdy, but I don't care. Revel and wallow in the nerdiness. And not a trendy kind of nerdy either, like all those people with those fucking "Vote For Pedro" shirts... Ugh. I can't stand that shit. I LOVED Napoleon Dynamite. I thought it was genius. Those shirts just bother me for some reason though. It's probably because... Oh shit. Here we go...
Let's say that yeah, Napoleon (or Pedro, for that matter) was a real guy. He wasn't just some fictional character made up for a movie, which was filmed/directed/written for not much money, which surprisingly ended up making a SHITLOAD of money. He would just be another geeky fucking kid. People would fuck with him endlessly and he would transfer schools to get away, only to repeat the whole process over and over, as time and money permit, I guess. I wouldn't imagine it's cheap or easy to move to another school simply because people fuck with you, but people DO do it, so it IS possible. Those people aren't me, though, so I have no idea how hard it is... Anyway... The point is... All these fucking people running around wearing their goddamn "Vote For Pedro" shirts... Those are the same people who would have beaten up the nerdy kids in school. The ones who would have flipped food at them during lunch. The ones who would have, inevitably, made fun of clothes, hair, acne, big ears, big noses, old shoes, and so forth and so forth.
Maybe people just like the movie like I do, but don't instinctively read into and analyze everyday life to the extent that I do. Maybe they're just fucking stupid. Maybe I'm fucking stupid. Fuck it. We're all stupid...
Holy shit. I don't know where that came from. I just sat down and started typing shit off the top of my head. There ya go. My mind in print for you.
Enjoy...
Incidentally, I think it would be damn cool to recieve hugs now, instead of giving them out. Yep. That would be the shit.
Beerbeerbeerbeerbeerbeerbeer,,,
-Chris-
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we are all stupid. makes a great defense!