halleglorylujah!

i'm back. and not even a computer geek with a chinese passport could subvert me from my lair. the ass has been smitten and i have resumed my electronic life. after seven days and six nights (which sounds like a sequel even more mundane than the original) of utter hell, the hats at google decided that there was something suspicious about me changing my language to mandarin and getting from the united states to asia in three hours. needless to say i am safely returned to my life of records, as it were, and my identity is safely back in my pocket. i feel like peter pan having spent a week chasing around my own shadow that somehow got away from me, the bastard.

so much has happened since the travesty began. i don't even know where to begin. hurricane projections were overestimated (again) this year. hmmm, i'll bet federal aid requests remained the same...

in other news a brit was arrested by the sudanese government for insulting islam. after foolishly naming a teddy bear "mohamed," proponents of the peaceful religion apparently found it prudent to indict the teacher, deciding whether or not to give her the lashes which are standard procedure for women especially. mercifully, the powers that be thought it sufficient to only imprison the fifty-four year old in an overcrowded facility infested with mosquitoes for a mere fifteen days. that's two weeks for those of you in orange county. how did the brits respond? with many "huffs" and "well i never"s. the powerless poodles drooled about while their own rotted away in the hands of the insane. how did the woman's family respond? "our main concern is that people will look poorly on islam for this." well, i'll be damned if i don't disdain the disaster of a religion for its own hypocrisy and lies. in conclusion, this is yet another case of the schoolyard bully pushing down a kid, the teacher and parents telling the kid to stand up and then bend over for the bully, and the kid actually listening to their lunacy. the end.

oh, and by the way, i now have health insurance... for the cost of a healthy tan in the winter one can enable a doctor to prod for irregular tension in the nether regions...

that little turd
and no i'm not talking about rove (turd blossom)
rather, that petulant child mclellan
who does he think he is?

clearly, he cannot find work since he must pander to the ny times to get some cash
he will deal his dope and the insufferable dregs of society will smoke it all up

whatever. he'll get what's his.

i'm in a bad mood because of medical stuff. pffh.

school is on the mind. i am pursuing my dreams in no particular order and no one's ill fated attemp at dampening my goals will succeed. i am too strong, too smart to succumb to the rantings of such a petulant child. i will master in the art of counsiling, psychology with the intent of eventually treating individuals and my own cash flow. i have begun the process, the wheel is moving and there is no stopping it now.

several of the persons with whom i converse regularly are in fact crazy, a notion which i have recently deemed to be true. clinically speaking, they would probably not qualify in being committed to an institution but only because their rabid conniving minds could think of a lie ludicrous enough to seem reasonable to others. i have tried to part with such individuals yet they seem to stick to the bottom of my shoe like an annoying piece of gum. i do not want to seem insensitive, but the lunacy has reached its pinnacle, driving perturbation into every corner of my life. it must end. i will end it.

i am extremely irritated to know that there are those individuals who use the term "we" when they clearly mean you. furthermore, it is even more agitating they say it in the context of trying to get you to do something. in other words, shut the hell up.

the exquisitness of a life experience is only tantamount to that which constantly abrades the mind. in other words, beauty is equal only to pain; love only to hate. all emotion and feeling are wrapped up into a bungled conglomeration of utter confusion.

i find it hypocritical that some people find it appropriate to excoriate others for their personal habits when the detractors themselves are left unscathed for their own offensive doings. should i be apologetic for my passion in living life? should i alter my ways so that others can be more comfortable? i will say that i have no intention of doing this, and, if others find it necessary to remove themselves from my presence then so be it. it would not be the first time and everyone knows the best friend one can have is oneself.