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Ace of Spades
by owen on 3 days ago
So I went to the supermarket. You'll never find a sentence more profound. Instantly the gears in your mind start to turn. Douging sales people hiding in the ailes is becoming harder that ever. Axe deorderant sales people dressed like dominatrix policeman and pregnant women selling snack drinks that have nothing but water, coloring and 100% vitamin C. Buy 4 get one free. I avoided my second set just as I crossed the household products. With my two samples in hand I indicated that I had already been hustled by thier compadraes in baked goods.
You got to give alittle, take a little. Funny how rain keeps falling on the weekends. Must be something in the air.
Aside from maybe non poisonous snakes and oysters, turtles might actually be the most boring pets ever. Their favorite day to day activites include sleeping, eating and trying to escape the confines of their boring lives like caged monkeys. I constantly have to check if they are dead or have accidently eaten the rocks. I imagine saving for their college education should not be a problem.
Gods Child commented: oysters look like nose naught ... read 7 more
Fortunate Son
by owen on Mon, 21st Jul at 10:19 pm
Today we lost power on the entire third floor. I had forgotten how it is to work in a totally unpredictable environment - no silver spoon. It was right about lunch time, so I left my desk and proceded to talk to everybody who would pass my desk when I working and annoy me. First there was the girl from the office downstairs haven't seen her in weeks probably thinks I am avoiding her - she still doesn't know my name. Then there are the interns happy and bright eyed, born made to wave the flag.
Then there is the other woman that never leaves her desk, shes cool. We chatted about the view and the fact that office next door is built on something that somewhat seems like a slave plantation - silver spoon in hand. She was abducted, probably sold so I moved on, power still not back. Some guys opened the fire escape, disrupting the darkness and were apparently plotting a double suicide - bored I went to get pictures. However, they were chatting up the lunch lady. She was a brick house. It ain't me.
Then there is my most closest neighbor, cutting up veges in the office sink for lunch. Health nut. Reminishing on when they left high school, was it 82 or 79? We talked about kids and how it was when we were young, then now, apartments, gated communities and maps. Maps confuse her. I however take great pleasure in maps - Kingston has too many roads.
Stunner commented: Power failure is like the nail in the coffin in these hot times! Kingston does have a lot of roads, half of which I don't know. We need a GPS map! ... read 14 more
Paranoid Android
by owen on Fri, 11th Jul at 11:07 am
Surprisingly no sooner had I sat down I felt the need to sleep. I was missing something, something I could not readily conceive. it was as if I woke on the wrong side of the bed and had left it a mess for the pass 5 weeks only to just now be coming to the realisation that I had truly never stopped sleeping.
I started reading about planets far and wide, trying to prevent my mind from stalling and falling to earth without the proper coordinates of my bed. It wasn't enough, time was passing slowly, every minute increasing difficult to maintain consiousness. I could attempt a solution but I fear and unfocused mind may only prove to accidentally erase any constructive thought which have been formulated on the subject - so I left the problem alone.
All I could remember from the past was that I woke up and that was probably the point when I forgot to make the bed which only proved to confuse me more when a faint memory reminded me of something that I had to do. There I was perplexed, sleepy and in the presence of other people who are much better pretenders than I am. I was pretty sure the TV was on because I could hear sound coming from it and also the annoying little whine that it makes but the screen was blank. After I passed the second time I asked them what was wrong with the tv. They said "nothing", with a look on their face like as if greeting a person from the country, "we are listening to the radio".
Cranky Putz commented: That made me sleepy ... read 6 more
Pop Lock and Drop It
by owen on Sun, 29th Jun at 5:07 pm
We and a random stripper were talking about cricket and how boring it is to watch compared to other sports such as basketball, football and something else. Party and Bullshit. Cricket was never really a spectator sport. Some people just relate to it more than others. I realise that my voyeuristic tendancy is much higher that others. Its a funny thing when you live in somebody else's reality - nothing really makes sense, you just go with the flow. Track field on the other hand is perfect spectator sport.
Then I went into western union to pay my child support when the teller asked me; "Where was the source of the funds". She had to ask me 3 more times before I realised that "murders and executions" was not the right answer. Government gots to be watching people's paper and taxing all the hos nowadays.
After that I went to the supermarket freezer hoping to find something to drink which hopefully contained more than one vitamin. Unfortunately I came to a rude awakening. Apparently, I'm living in a world full of fat people. EVERYTHING IN THE FRIDGE WAS DIET. Where have all the normal fatty processed foods gone? Its just a matter of time before the big secret corporations come up with a way to make diet chicken and vegetables. God only knows where I'm be without you.
mad bull commented: So what is it that you have? What is your engine? A highly modified version of wordpress, with your own themes, or something you built from the ground up? And trust me, this look is so basic! your look was hotter. Anyway, who am I to talk, So many people hjave told me they like my version 2 site more than the latest one, so... 
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Good Life
by owen on Fri, 06th Jun
Mo money, mo problems. They say "the best things in life are free", that person was definately not talking about steamed fish. Drama! I often meet up on/with people who are very regimental. They like to do the same thing over and over again, except in slightly different ways and they tend to hate me because sometimes I MAY wake up early in the morning before the sun and decide to do something the other day instead of building a time machine, going back into the past and doing it the day before. Being swallowed in the sea a idocracy is not to my liking. So much to do so little time. Thank God it isn't snowing outside. Small mercies.
Back to regular life now, I haven't murdered my hair for a good month or so. I'm toying with the idea of just letting it grow out. Free and alive until my head becomes extremely big and people start plotting to do me harm - spin a web for me. Its remarkable how many people get murdered these days over meaningless drivel and parking spots. Just the other day I was looking through some bills when I knocked over my glass of Tropicana destroying any sense of order and prompting me to go to the Mega Mart to buy cake - it will make sense to you - eventually.
I was comparing apples and oranges yesterday while staring through the headache inducing wood fence that blocks my foggy view of the mountains. Apparently the builder-dude, carpenter or jesus himself thought it would look "cool", but never really sat down and tried to stare at a moving object through it. At which point he would realise that it is impossible for multi-eyed people to focus on anything at all outside without going completely crazy. Mysterious ways.
Tami commented: Wow, suddenly this turned to food. Anyone start growing cassava yet? ... read 14 more
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