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Mitt the twit's lead shall soon be over.

Hopefully, at least. The town hall election is coming tonight, and I know he'll be bad at that. he can't answer questions he isn't prepared for, because he doesn't believe anything he says. It's just all rehearsed. When he hears a question he can't answer, he likes to just ignore it, so Obama has this one. Then again, Obama has proven to disappoint a lot, because he's a pussy.

We need another Bill Clinton. I'm going back and looking at his town hall debate in 1992. Damn, he was a good debater. He answered immediately with no hesitation, and still made good arguments. Bravo, Bill.

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My great new friends

Everybody I talked to in class last year is gone now, in different classes, so I have new "friends". They're completely unaware that I'm gay because I never new them until now, yet one of them keeps saying things like "you're gay" and shit. They're usually pretty cool, though. One of the people at my lunch this year is someone I've sat at the same table with, and he's ultra-conservative (though not homophobic; he just seems obsessed with economic conservatism). But he seems okay. Still, this isn't nearly as awesome as last year. All my friends now are nerds.

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Something on-topic for the web site

Well, this was supposed to be an on-topic journal. It kind of turned out differently. Fuck you, read it anyway.

I'm growing increasingly misanthropic (thanks to the Amazing Atheist). Right now I'm sort of at 50% of people other than me should die, the other 50% is okay. Or maybe more like: 10% of the time everybody else should horribly die before me while I watch the world burn, the other 90% of the time I'm calm and I don't give a fuck.

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Productivity

I started a new game on VVVVVV yesterday. A few hours later I had completed the game and collected all shiny trinkets. This is what I'm doing with my life.

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Poetry is gay.

You're gay.

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Useless waste of human flesh, fucking everything you see

I just started getting back into metal. I stopped listening to it because metalheads are fucking ignorant almost to the point that I ironically want to kill all of them. (Hyperbolic, but still ironic.)
But Chelsea Grin is too fucking awesome to ignore.

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I think elph would be interested in this.

A song from the upcoming deadmau5 album:

I knew he was good at intros, but this is just ridiculous.

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I am fucking tired as fuck.

Please don't read this unless you're genuinely interested in my life.

School started and that's fuck.

I also found out about speedcore, and that is just fucking awesome. It's like hardcore EDM, but at around 1,000 BPM:

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This is living.

I've just been doing pretty much nothing. I finished VVVVVV and Portal 2 a while ago, and now I'm obsessed with LSD: Dream Emulator. That game keeps getting weirder and weirder. It's getting weird to the point where it's almost terrifying. It's so awesome.

Besides LSD, I've been listening to dubstep and going on occasional trips with my family. That is all. Oh, and I'm reading To Kill a Mockingbird for school, but that book is disgustingly southern.

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HAPPY CAPS LOCK DAY!

IT PROBABLY ISN'T REAL, BUT I'M CELEBRATING IT ANYWAY.

NOT MUCH HAS BEEN GOING ON. A BIT OF DUBSTEP PRODUCTION, BUT I HAVEN'T FINISHED ANYTHING YET. I STARTED PLAYING LSD, AND THAT IS A PRETTY TRIPPY VIDEO GAME. Y'ALL SHOULD PLAY IT. MORE TOMORROW. MY MOTHER IS TELLING ME TO GO TO BED, SO YEAH, I DON'T HAVE ENOUGH TIME TO WRITE MORE.

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Yes!


I love Oreos even more now.

I'm sure I have something else to write about, but I don't think I have much time, so I'll do that tomorrow or something.

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Nothing has happened on here today.

Seriously. Did everybody take a vacation? I'm bored, and I'm trying to find an excuse not to play SCP-Containment Breach, because that's just too much for me.
I'll try to get things up:
I found an awesome new band called Blanket Barricade:

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Brad and less serious shit

This is just torture. Every half an hour or so I remember about Brad, and it's fucking torture. Why the fuck did he ruin his perfection with this sudden change? Seriously, dafuq, Brad? He was so perfect last week, and now he's an asshole. Not only that, but there's nothing I can do about it. I'm afraid to contact him because I'm pretty sure he hates me now for no reason.

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I'm a strong, independent gay boy. I don't need no man.

Anyway, I hate Brad. He's a complete dick now. He's destroyed any kind of positive feeling I had for him. But it really sucks because I still love the old Brad. I miss him. Looks like I'm going back to being lonely as fuck.

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It seems like there are more straight people than there statistically should be.

Brad seemed in a bad mood today. I brought brownies to school and he's the only person who didn't want one. I wonder why he was so weird.

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