working it

I'm going to try and write more frequently... but seriously. it really is hard when you don't have a personal computer and your own net connection. I must have fallen on dark times. I remember a time when I would bite my arm off if I couldn't get on the net. Back in the day.
I am a computerphile with no computer.
It's like being a football fan without access to a TV.
woe is me.
I decided today that karma is a bitch.
I can't really expound on it, but I wonder at times exactly what possesses people to do the things they do. Not only that, but how it is certain people can do whatever the heck they want regardless of the consequences and get away with it, while others do the right thing 9 times out of 10 and get hammered after straying just the once. Or rather when being caught. It's the age old thing of 'why do bad things happen to good people' or 'how come assholes get the nice girls' or 'why am I stuck in this cesspool of mediocrity instead of succeeding in life'
Sometimes it just feels like the shit hits the fan more frequently for me than it should. I think I need some scotch guarding or some teflon coating.
In the mean time, I shall persevere with the forebearance of my friend(s) and keep on trucking (or something)
Life's a garden, dig it.
nyuk nyuk.

I'll have to take some time out to tell you about my friend Big D. I would call him by his name, but he saw it earlier and was sorta preturbed that our shenanigans are being recounted here and thus traceable to him. Albeit not much of our shenanigans are really detrimental to life, limb or reputation. Anyhow. D is awesome. I can't count the number of times I was just wallowing in self pity or some derivation of the blues, where he would just look at me, make a cry baby noise and basically tell me to stfu and get over it, without ever saying those words. Gonna miss the big lug when I leave here. Of course I'll probably reduce my alcohol intake once we stop hanging out every day. muahaha.
Friends, can never have too many good ones. If it came down to it, could you honestly take a bullet for your friends? I think I would for D. Really can't say that for too many of them.

Perspective is an interesting beast. I find myself learning little bits here and there that my perspective isn't the end all be all of everything. It's like finding out Santa doesn't really come on christmas. Money doesn't grow on trees. TV isn't real. etc. I should have known this the whole time, but come on... if you don't believe you're right.. then what do you honestly believe in?
At least I know I'm right most of the time. or at the least, I won't open my mouth unless I know I'm right. ... and I open my mouth a lot :D

Geesh, I'm full of it.
Anyhow.
enough for now.
Hello World, how are you today?