Ok being honest.. You're avatar makes me worried that you'll hate my spelling lol.
Young, haha. 23 now, 24 in September. Your spelling doesn't bother me, it's the deliberate raping of the written word to try to make yourself look cool or different. The substituting numbers for letters, refusal to distinguish between homonyms constantly, and things along those lines. Acronyms, abbreviations, general mistakes, and reasonable deviations don't really fall under the spectrum of my wrath. You're in the clear. lol
He's my current favorite, no doubt. The, 'It's great to be white' bit was hilarious. I'm a little burned out on him now, but that is only because I stayed up to 4am for, like, a week straight watching every fucking thing he's ever done. I sometimes laugh so much and so hard at his shit, I actually cramp up and hurt myself. I was just about to apologize for my CK Louis thread-jacking, then I remembered which thread I'm inHere's a long one that just builds to a horrific, albeit hilarious, denouement. I don't know how they keep a straight face...
How do you guys feel about work? I despise it. When I'm on my death bed I'm gonna regret every second I spent working. But I guess work is what makes the world go 'round. I just would like to work for immediate benefits.. Like growing corn for a village lol. I've always wanted to live simple. But when I think about it, I'd have to sacrafice so much like technology and everything else that keeps me sane. Too bad we can't just get free shit our whole lives. Yup now I sound lazy, but It's true. I hate work.
All my deviations are reasonable.cn
"My god ... it's full of stars!" - David Bowman neerGreen 2: Soilless grow
You and me both, Hep. I've always had jobs that paid very well but required the least amount of work (sinecure is a favorite word). I can work my ass off if it's something I enjoy, like music or growing, but I have a very hard time exerting myself toward tasks I don't enjoy. I like my life now: I work a good paying job (not as much as when going into an office, but fuck that) working from home at which I work about 3 hours a day, I play music for a lot of weddings and corporate dinner parties, and I grow weed. The weed biz is getting to the point where I can quit the day job, then I'll be able to just grow and play music (and play mid day tennis and nap). Sometimes I wake up early enough to watch the endless stream of slow moving vehicles go by on the highway, and I shudder at the fact I did that every day. What a waste of life...
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