ORANGEADE

FUCK ORANGEADE. what the hell is it? It's not orange juice, it's not orange soda, what the hell is it? Orange colored sugar water? That's straight bullshit.



Eff that, first of all. If I want orange juice, I effing drink orange juice. If I want orange soda, I drink orange soda. But when I want to be real psised off and stuff, and want to puke everywhere, I drink orangeade (I never want to do that, so I never drink it).

Now, some homo in my house freaking buys two things of Orangeade. Let me tell you how I'm feeling, betrayed. Someone dishonored this house by bringing that crap in here, and I'll tell you what, when I find out who. I'll blog about that too, so you better get ready because I'm typing this shit furiously, culprit.



Orangeade, wtf? I hate it. Lemonade? Okay, I can understand that, cuz lemons are sour as fuck, but orangeade? What the hell? Who are you that created this? Go kill yourself. BRB, wait, let me just wikipedia this, maybe it'll have your address, nevermind. I hate you, creator of orangeade, stub your face on a wall of nails.

What is it, for people who can't handle the taste of orange juice or something? What are you, a pussy? Go eat a dick then, you pussy.

Barack the Terrorist

What's wrong with being Muslim or Arab? Absolutely nothing. While I don't follow my faith actively, I've still grown up around the muslim culture. All terrorists aren't muslims, all muslims aren't terrorists. America shouldn't associate islam immediately with extremists.

Now the subject of this blog is pretty simple, people have tried to rectify why they don't like Obama by saying he's a terrorist, he's arab, he's muslim. That's great, too bad it isn't true. His faith is regardless, and besides don't we live in a country that's supposedly seperate from the church (or in this case the mosque). What do people truly know about islam? Obviously not enough to make a fair assessment.

People are assholes, and I feel like I need to set an example for my heritage. I used to be ashamed, and scared to even mention what I was. It's all because of people's perceptions and pre-concieved notions based on stereotypes and lies.

Barrack Obama isn't arab he's a family man? I understand the sentiment, and i don't understand the fucking idiot who would even say that. There are over 7 million muslims in America, that's a pretty hefty chunk, and if you can't handle that we're here and that a few bad apples don't account for the entire tree, Then maybe you should consider finishing that application for the Klan.

You're Doing it Wrong

So, you know how people are always like "Be True to yourself" and whatnot? Did you ever wonder if that really applies to people who are freaks of nature? I mean, sure being considered a freak is very much subjective. But I mean, there's some basic guidelines that would make a regular ol' Joe Six Pack/Hockey Mom/Maverick not want to associate themselves with said freakaweird.

Anyway, moving on to my subject of discussion. I have an issue with being pretty sarcastic, and kind of mean. For most people who know me well enough, they accept it (and in some cases enjoy it). But honestly, I feel like being a meandick sarcasticus is only going to result in me being lonely and whatnot.

So I decided to try and be nice (this is especially hard on the internet, because the universal language is "fuckwit"). Who knows, maybe it'll land me some sweet lady friends, instead of making them think I'm gay or a woman beater (Note to Self: Don't tell ladies you're going to punch them in the head. Even if you plan on doing it, becuase then it ruins that much needed stealth, women are natural ninjas)

So, we'll see how it goes.

Rally

So, I got back from the Democratic Rally (and the King of Prussia Mall). I have to say I was definitely convinced that Barack Obama could be our next president after actually hearing him speak in person. The man loves his pie, apparently, true story, which is a quality fit for a leader. Anyway, it was great, his speech was great, he's said things that I've agreed with before. I just wish I could've gotten closer to the action (we were almost a block away, and people were pushed all up against each other).

The only thing that kind of pissed me off was the fact that I think some peopel went there just for the hype, and when they realized how crowded it would be, and how hot it was, they decided to leave. But the point isn't just to go see some kind of celebrity, man, he's our next president! What the hell!? Are you paying attention to anything he's saying? does it even matter to you?

I also hate how people bring their kids to the rally, it's hot, and crowded, which is hardly safe for a kid who can't even walk, man. But these are truly small things in the bigger picture, the man brings hope, and there's good reason for us to believe in Obama.

deus ubdted

So, I think I've been neglectful enough when it comes to my blog. So in apology, I will post a second blog today. Some updates! My birthday was several weeks ago, but my friends gifted me today. Their gifts were pretty sweet, I got a lolcat book (because I"m from the internet), a book with pictures of Sarah Palin's face photoshopped onto junk, and Wanted the graphic novel (SUHHHWEETT!), also I got an inflatable zombie, you know, becuase I'm a necrophiliac.

Anyway, on Saturday I'm going to a rally for Barack Obama in Phillydelphiyay! this should be fun! I'm going to wear underwear and everything!

Stuff I like: August/September

So, it's been a while right? Man I suck at updating this. Oh well. Here's a new list of stuff I'm liking right now as of currently (right now [as of currently])

Music: Grizzly Bear, The Dodos
Books: What White People Like
Graphic Novels/Comics: Tom Strong, Ultimate Origins, Marvel Zombies 3
Artists: Guy McKinley, Cesar Moreno
Games: Braid, Castle Crashers, Final Fantasy Tactics A2: Grimoire in the Rift
Movies: (I FINALLY SAW) the Fall

Things I Like: July

I think every month I'm going to try and post a list of things I'm currently digging at the moment. So here's my first list!


Music: Interpol, Sneaker Pimps
Book(s): Zoology, World War Z
Graphic Novels/Comics: Earth X, Marvels
Artists: Ashley Wood, Gabriel Ba
Movies: Batman: Gotham Knight

That's about it, I like some stuff, now you know!

Driving Facts

With the rising price of gas, and oilgas, and gasoil, and oil, and my job being primarily to deliver food to "well paying" customers, I decided to see what the miles per gallon rating my car is getting. Now, a few factors fit in to my rating that I have to take into consideration, my job consists of a lot of starting and stopping, turning on the ignition burns a small fraction of your gas, and doing it in a high volume will probably take a chunk out of your tank. Anyways, so I filled up my tank last week and reset my odometer thing to 0. As the work week progressed my tank slowly got closer to empty, and when it got as close to empty as I think I could safely drive with, I filled it back up to see how many gallons I used, and I looked at my odometer.

I got roughly 252 miles on about 13.5 gallons. Looking through the power of my interweb, I found out that my car should be running about 20 mpg city, and 28 mpg highway. with the power of the calcumalator, I found out my car runs about 19 mpg, so... yeah.

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this was a really boring blog. My penises fuel rating is actually much better.

CBS

One of my managers is on an eternal hunt for bitches. Bitches is a term often used in a derogitory manner to describe women, or people who have women parts, or dogs of the female variety. While personally, I am not too interested in bitch hunting, but it's always interesting hearing his stories. After a long one sided discussion about the places where's he got freaky with mad bitches (mad bitches is a demonination describing the intense volume of said bitches, not the demeanor in which they were at the time of said boinking). I was surprised! He gets so many bitches! I don't even think I've ever met that many bitches, maybe like 3 or 4, but they were kind of mean, I don't know if I want to touch them with my peepee like that. I recall once he was talking to me about how he watches CBS, because all he sees is B.S. He's a fountain of knowledge, I feel like I can learn a lot from this man.

That shit is deep.

his knees is deep.

in bitches.

Internet Funny/Real World Funny

Some people find me funny (Like my 2 year old nephew), while many people don't (like my mom). I find that one of my few redeeming characteristics is sometimes I say awkward things and in order for there not to be be that weird silence, sometimes people do this thing called laughing. Some might say I'm funny, those people are nice. Some people might say I'm lame, though, I can't imagine who would (other than my mom). Anyways, when it comes down to it, some peole are in person funny, some people are text funny.

I find that majority of the time, I'm less likely to screw up the delivery on a witty quip if I type it out, as opposed to saying it in person. I'll be completely honest, unless you actually know me, and even then, you have to had practically given birth to me (like my mom), you can't really tell whether I'm being completely serious or being sarcastic. Anyways, I like making people laugh, it's better than sulking, for one, so when I make people laugh, it gives me inside smiles.

Being funny in the real world is great, but there's a significantly greater chance of you looking obnoxious instead of looing witty in person. So I guess it' better to play it safe, right?

I remember one time, I was liek "hey, I was thinking about doing stand up" and then someone was like "but you have to be funny..." (thanks mom). The problem with stand up comedy is like, you have to be ON all the time. In situations that make me nervous, I struggle to overcome my shyness and in an attempt to be ON, I just end up looking like a dweeb. It's not that bad to look like a dweeb on the internet, because you have the backspace button. Plus, if you're like me, and you use random commas and punctuation as well as spell whole words out, that shit confuses people (use it to your advantage).

Anyways, I wish I was ON all the time. That would be sweet. I also wish I didn't fall into that "fat guy who says funny things" stereotype, so I try and be tough and silent. But unless you're hot and built, being tough and silent immediately becomes being anti-social and awkward. Which I'm totally not, so shut up (I'm talking to you Mom).