They will be horrific, thanks to the fucking snow and shitty economy. Men dressed in burlap will throw themselves into lit fireplaces, so that you may choke on their black smoke, emanating from their carcasses.
I must admit, as of late, the whole blogging thing is fucking boring me to death. Everyone has their motivation, whether it be through gaining power, popularity or money. I desire none of the above. Sure, I like money and the fact that iBankCoin pisses on the competition; but it gets old. I am surrounded by sheer incompetence, every where I go. The inadequacies of others, in general, denigrates quality of life. These days, no one takes pride in their work. They don’t contribute to anything, only take away. For every person that adds value, there are 10 who endeavor to take it away. There is something to be said about the internet and how it is a cross-section of life. People should go back into the fucking matrix, or die sooner; that’s all.
On Jupiter’s Stone, the market is topping here. How do I know?
Well, do you ask a fish how does it swim or a bird how it crashes into airplanes? Of course not, so quit asking me “why”?
In the big scheme of things, we’re all crack heads, playing “follow the bee” in Times Square. I meant that in the most anecdotal way possible, as you know.
Top picks: [[DRR]] , [[TLT]]