Santa Sightings. (17)

 "It was I who shot Santa," says Bounty Hunter Howling Mad Murdock, "But I did not shoot the reindeers, they were already dead when I got there."

"Santa may have been the greatest escape artist in the world but he can't escape death,"  says the NPPD spokesperson. "We are happy to see that the world's enemy #1 is gone and dealt with. He will no longer harm any animals, kids or people."

Santa Sightings. (16)

Santa is now wanted world wide and the criminal charges are stacking up. Break in and entry, armed robbery, sexual harassment, attempted murder, spreading classified information and co-working with Julian Assange, spreading bad checks, statutory rape, driving with a suspended license, wearing white after labour day, animal cruelty, defying the laws of physics and bribing Dick Cheney. Unconfirmed rumours also links Mr Santa Claus to Al-Qaeda and Osama Bin Laden.
"Santa is public enemy #1" says a source within the Pentagon. "He has to be stopped at all costs or life as we know it on earth will be gone within a year."

Santa Sightings. (15)

Christmas.

"Ho, ho, ho!" Santa twitters from his secret hangout. 

"The bitch took all I own in the divorce so I can only afford one present and I'm giving it to myself."

Merry Christmas to you all!

T-Shirt

The Fourth Amendment to the Constitution of the United States, meant to prevent unwarranted search and seizure, is readable on TSA body scanners.

"The right of the people to be secure in their persons, houses, papers, and effects, against unreasonable searches and seizures, shall not be violated, and no Warrants shall issue, but upon probable cause, supported by Oath or affirmation, and particularly describing the place to be searched, and the persons or things to be seized."

Metallic Ink.

 (Land of the Free by David Vincent Wolf)

Happy Fucking Friday!

Santa Sightings. (14)

1 day until Christmas.

Santa escaped as he was left alone in the court bathroom.

"We feel kinda stupid now," says an anonymous source within the NPPD. 

"We know that Mr Claus is an expert escape artist and 

we still made the mistake of leaving him alone and without handcuffs. 

We fell for his charm and promises about filled stockings."

That's what friends are for...

Santa Sightings. (13)

2 days until Christmas.

A spokesman for the NPPD releases a statement:

We apprehended Mr Claus as he tried to hire a hit man using the money from the bank robbery. 

We can also confirm that Mrs Santa was the target and that 

we have moved her and the elves to a safe location.

You know it's a myth!

Santa Sightings. (12)

3 days until Christmas.

Santa is caught on tape as he robs a bank.
"He acted like a mad man," says an eye witness, "He had to be high on drugs."

"My 3 year old had brought his piggy bank to put money on his account for the first time," says Sandy Hill with tears in her eyes. "Santa smashed the piggy bank and took the money.
How do I explain this to my son? Santa is Evil!"

Crossroads

(Moonrise at the Crossroads by Jude Cowell)

This day has always marked the "emotional" new year to me. This is the darkest day of the year and tomorrow the day will be longer and there will be more light. The light refuels me and gives me a well needed spark and I'm always looking forward to this day because of that. I know that the extra daylight will not be noticeable for a while, but emotionally I can already feel the sunshine on my face.

Santa Sightings. (11)

4 days until Christmas.

Santa's healing his broken heart with one of his good friends.
The bar keeper identifies the hot blonde as "one of the Baywatch actresses",
while a customer says that the woman is Miss December 2008.

Tomorrow there will be Winter Solstice, full moon and total lunar eclipse.

The last time the two happened at the same time was in 1554, according to NASA. Kinda cool but the local weather will be cloudy so I won't get to see it. =/

(Source)

Santa Sightings. (10)

5 Days until Christmas.

A paparazzi spotted Santa with this woman in a vacation paradise. 

Mrs Claus has filed for divorce stating: "Enough is enough. I'm tired of his partying 

and all the women he has on the side. I want half of all and I'm taking the house and the yacht."

Mr Santa Claus said; "I did not have sexual relations with that woman."

Let Sleeping Dragons Lay

(Let Sleeping Dragons Lay by Briar)

Really. If they are sleeping, then let 'em be. *nods*

Santa Sightings. (9)

6 days until Christmas.

Santa joins online dating sites looking for "discrete fun"

and he promises that distance is not a problem since he don't mind travelling.

The main difference between Europe and USA...

Santa Sightings. (8)

7 days until Christmas.

Santa's bail was paid by this unidentified woman.
"I'm innocent," says Santa in an exclusive interview. "I will have my day in court and
the world will see that I have not committed the crimes I am accused of."

I've been doin g this the wrong way...

 The answer does not lay in a proper diet or having the right skin care products. The answer is of course to live the rest of my life online and use photoshop. =/

Santa Sightings. (7)

8 days until Christmas.

Santa's arrested after a short car chase. In addition to his indecent exposure charge he now faces charges for motor vehicle theft, reckless driving, driving under the influence, evading police and speeding.

Barack Obama vs. Julian Assange

Santa Sightings. (6)

9 days until Christmas.

Santa's partying again.
"It was just some good old fun," he tells the reporter. "It's a bet and I had to show that I had the balls to do it. No harm done, just a good laugh, that's all."

Santa Sightings. (5)

10 days until Christmas.

Santa's pissed because he got a ticket for being double parked 

while he partied and hung out with his good friends.
"Don't they know who I am?" He rages. "I'm Santa! They can't do this to me!
There will be nothing by coal in their stockings this year, that's for sure."

Homer Simpson look alike.

Homer Simpson Quotes:

• “Here's to alcohol: the cause of, and solution to, all of life's problems.”
• "You know, boys, a nuclear reactor is a lot like a woman. You just have to read the manual and press the right buttons."
• "Remember that postcard Grandpa sent us from Florida of that Alligator biting that woman's bottom? That's right, we all thought it was hilarious. But, it turns out we were wrong. That alligator was sexually harrassing that woman."

  

Johnny Depp is one of my favourite actors.

Actually... when I think of it he's the only actor I really like.

I found the trailer for Pirates of the Caribbean - On Stranger Tides and once again I hold my breath and hope for it to be something else than another money maker. That's, sadly how the story often goes. The first movie is popular, the second too and then they squeeze all the money they can get out of it by putting out sequel after sequel. I don't think that Johnny Depp would sell out, he's far better than that but I'm still worried since this is Pirates of the Caribbean #4 after all.

Santa Sightings. (4)

11 days until Christmas.

A week of nonstop partying has taken its toll on Santa and he passed out before he got to the down town strip club The Bouncing Bunny.
"No worries," says the owner Dick Long. "Santa's one of our regulars and we'll be waiting for him with his favourite girls Cookie and Candy when he wakes up."

Fuck! Fuck!! Fuck!!!

I'm so not diggin' this. =(
I was doing fine and I had a great time playing "Doom Blade" a fan made Dungeon Master game and then ... there be dragons... lots of dragons.

This is actually one of the fan made Dungeon Master games that I have enjoyed to play the most, but I'm deadly allergic to dragons. Progress is painfully slow right now and I feel like giving up now and then. The problem is that I'm slow and I can't speed things up, the dragons are probably not a problem for those who have the ability to move around in a more normal pace.

Santa Sightings. (3)

12 days until Chrsitmas.

Santa's chillin' with a good friend.

Seems as if he'll be home before New Years after all.

(L'amour de pierrot. French postcard from 1905)

I haven't met my husband for over a month, but things seems to be changing now. The doctors have started to talk about moving him to the hospital in our home town and that means that he will be home soon. The hospital here never keeps the patients for any longer periods of time. There is a risk that they are sending him home too soon, but I still hope that this is the end of it all. He has survived and now I want to plan our future life.

Santa Sightings. (2)

13 days until Christmas.

Santa is still partying.
"It's hard work to keep this Santa belly in shape," he laughs an pats his big belly. "You have no idea how many beers I have to drink each day to keep it fit." 

Lost in translation.

1. Go to Google Translate.
2. English to French.
3. Type in "Take a dirty picture for me".
4. Copy the reversed (French) text and reverse the language to French to English, paste the text into the box.
5. Look at the result.

Santa Sightings. (1)

Two weeks until Christmas.

Santa's warming up for Christmas by partying with his friends.
"This is the best time to relax," he says, "I have to be fully rested so that I can
do all that hard work during Christmas."

Quotes

“The problem with quotations that you see on the Internet is that it is difficult to discern if they are genuine.”
- Abraham Lincoln.

It's that time of the year again...

It's that time of the year again, the stores and the commercials are selling stuff that people don't need (or want) through the image of the happy and perfect idea of Christmas. Lets all be happy and jolly and spend, spend, spend our money!

A local study shows that 29% of the people asked didn't look forward to Christmas. 27% don't like the stress that surround Christmas and gift shopping. 10% is s tressed because they know that they will not have the "perfect" Christmas and 15% is stressed because they know that they can't afford Christmas. 50% don't remember who gave them what for Christmas last year and 15% don't remember what they got at all.

 No one forces people to celebrate Christmas, but it is really hard to stand up against the expectations that people around you have. Many will sigh and agree that it's pointless spending of money and that it would be better to put the money on other things, but in their next breath they say something like; "But you will exchange presents with X and/or Y won't you?" If you opt out on exchanging presents then people will look at you as if you are abnormal and then they will feel awkward around you because they decide that you are very poor and can't afford presents.

How much you spend during Christmas has somehow become a measurement on how much you are worth as a person. How much you spend on presents shows how generous and moral you are. How much you spend on decorations and food shows how successful you are as a person.

It's all BS of course.

The most disheartening part of it all is of course that the fairytale "good guy", Santa Claus, is spread as a reality. Santa don't care about all children in the world even though that's the claim. Santa discriminates against children of other religions and cultures, he also discriminates against poor kids and "he" gives the most to kids that have rich parents that already give their kids plenty. Is that really the kind of "role model" that people in this globalized world of today need? A hero that discriminates openly and is still worshipped to the point that people spend billions on him each year.

Oh... it's all about baby Jesus...? Who could have thought that ... The Jesus that was born in the spring (or possibly the fall), the Jesus who was a strict and practising Jew and wanted his followers to be the same? That Jesus? Can't be. The followers of Jesus Christ should be celebrating Hanukkah, if anything, because that was what he wanted.

How about the real Santa then? Saint Nicholas. He gave his gifts to charity. He didn't give to friends and family or his coworkers, he gave to save three girls from prostitution/slavery. A group of nuns carried on his idea by putting food in stockings and leaving it at the doors of poor families centuries later, they gave to those who needed it the most. Nothing in their actions says; "Buy stuff that you can't afford and give it to people that really don't need it".

The "Christmas Spirit" spells; consumerism, selfishness and greed. During the holiday the domestic abuse rates spikes and children of alcoholics truly finds out what the "spirit" is while poor families have their faces rubbed in the fact that they are poor and "outside" of the happy Christmas bubble.

Neurotic

(Neurotic Indisposition by `alexiuss)

I haven't been alone a whole night for over 20 years and the occasions when I was totally alone was rare before that too. I've always had other people near by, family, friends, roommates and so on but now I've been alone again and it's the strangest feeling. I tried to tell myself that it's no big deal, it's just me and an empty house but the whole deal still got to me. I had to check that all windows and doors were locked, several times, I heard strange sounds in the night and I couldn't sleep because I saw shadows moving in the bedroom. I was just a smidgen away from screaming in full panic and going absolutely bonkers. 

I miss my husband so much it hurts and I try to see the good things, such as him still being alive and possibly being able to come home for the holidays.

Grooming

Child grooming on the internets is one of many things that makes me furious, and now it has happened to my beloved niece. Her "loving" parents dumped it all in my lap knowing very well that I have other issues in my life that needs my attention, such as my husband balancing between life and death. This is about a little girl and I've made the time to follow up on what happened and document it all, though I feel it's something that her parents should do. They didn't call me for days and when they did, they never asked about what I had found or not. Shocked I brought the topic up and their interest was non existing. What the fuck is wrong with some people?! I've spent hour up on hour tracking the bastard who hurt their daughter, making time for it, sacrificing sleep and so on, and they don't even care enough to ask what I found. Fuckers! 

I have the bastards name, number and address. I have documentation about how he groomed the little girl from 3 different accounts as well as over the phone by sms/mms. What I don't have is the actual photos that he managed to threaten her into sending him once he had her on the hook, but I have a clear idea of what they looked like since he comments on them and what they lack when trying to force her to send him more "better" pictures. I also know where they met in person and I know of witnesses of the event, luckily my niece had the sense to meet at a public place and not alone somewhere.

I called her parents and told them that I had found a lot, not telling what exactly since I wanted to see how interested they would be. Their response was, OK. Nothing more. Then the conversation turned to other things.

I never thought I'd do this but... I've contacted the Child Protective Services and I've told them what has happened to the little girl and about her parents total lack of interest in it.

Fuckers!

#1 I hate pedos. There is no excuse, nothing that makes it somehow understandable and I think they should all be rounded up and killed.
#2 I hate parents that don't teach their kids about the dangers of the internets, how to stay safe and monitor what they do when they use the computer. It's so fucking easy to teach a kid about things like this that there is no excuse for not doing it.
#3 I hate parents who teach their kids that they cannot trust adults around them and turn to them when they are in trouble. You're idiots, I know, but don't teach your kids that all adults are like you because we are not!
#4 I so fucking hate parents that don't care enough about their own kids to even try to sort out what kind of trouble they are in. "Oh, my daughter has been forced to send nude photos of her self on the internets. I better throw this problem on someone else so that I don't have to care about my own child." Fuckers!
#5 I hate and double hate parents that have the ability to keep their kids safe but don't do that because they are lazy ass self centred dullard shitheads that find it too hard to get up from their fat arses and take a few steps to see how their kids are doing.

Pedos are sick fuckers that deserves a slow and tormenting death but parents like that deserves the same fucking punishment for not keeping their own child, their own flesh and blood safe because it would take them a couple of extra minutes together with the child. If people like that can't be executed then they should all be castrated, especially the suka who gave birth to the poor girl so that she doesn't keep on breeding.

Making it through one more day...

They say that my husband is doing better, but they don't say if he's safe now or if he still might die.

Sometimes I wonder...

... how much I can take before I crack and fall to pieces. My husband has now been rushed to the hospital and his condition is critical. We thought that he was getting somewhat better and now this...

And so it happens...

He's gone. One out of the 3 that I feared would die checked out yesterday. He seemed to be doing better, the doctors were happy with his progress, he went to take a shower before he was checked out of the hospital and he never got out of it. I'll go to spend time with my family and prepare for the funeral and I'm feeling mixed about it, it's so much easier to deal with it when you are far away from it.

A sentimental trip down memory lane:

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Kiss- Hotter than Hell 1974. Song; Strange ways.

I bought this LP 3 times and  got it 2 more times as gifts because we were wearing it out. I had the best record player among my friends (as well as the most tolerant parents) and I was dragging it along to almost every party we had. ... nah, I ain't no fool, I still know I was popular because I was an easy lay not because of my record player and my big stack of LP's. =)

Black Stone Cherry - Lonly Train

Lynyrd Skynyrd is great but these guys are better.

How to keep an idiot busy...

... at least for a while. <<< It's a link follow it dumbass. 

Suicide Solution

Great but often misunderstood song, mainly because people don't bother to listen to the lyrics. Suicide solution is about basically drinking yourself to death, the "solution" being the liquid/drink not "solution" as in the answer to the problem.

Wine is fine but whiskey's quicker
Suicide is slow with liquor
Take a bottle, drown your sorrows
Then it floods away tomorrow's

Evil thoughts and evil doings
Cold, alone you hang in ruins
Thought that you'd escape the Reaper
You can't escape the Master Keeper

'Cause you feel life's unreal and you're living a lie
Such a shame who's to blame and you're wondering why
Then you ask from your cask is there life after birth
What you sow can mean Hell on this earth
Hell on this earth

How some idiot can get those lyrics to mean that suicide solves the problem... I don't know. It's actually incomprehensible. That's probably why the parents back in the 80's claimed "subliminal stimuli" instead, they knew they had nothing to point to so they turned to Voodoo as an explanation. Dimwits.

The topic of drawing the line between a self abusive lifestyle and suicide is interesting to me. Suicide is seen by most of the society as unacceptable but the line blurs as we move out to risky behaviour that will lead to the persons death in one way or the other if it's not stopped. A depressed person who can't stand the pain of life and wants to die has to be stopped, a person who kill the pain of living by drinking too much needs to take responsibility for their life, "get a grip" and move on with it or people might not even see anything wrong with the drinking, it's just a "few" drinks after all.

"Suicide is slow with liquor." I guess that's why drinking yourself to death is acceptable and even seen as "cool", it's not a sudden death. You're not there one day and gone the next, your misery drags on for years and years if you're unlucky.

Being reckless with your life might get you a comment or two about how you should be more careful, but no one will sit you down and talk to you about not committing suicide and taking meds or going to therapy.  

Turboneger (aka Turbonegro) - Fuck the World

Hey now, hang on
while I fuck the world
gimme just a minute
while I fuck the world

Diabulimia.

I've never lied to a doctor, at least not when I've gone there willingly to get help. To lie to a doctor when you are seeking help is a waste of time and money as well as plain stupid. I didn't want help when I was younger, I just wanted to do my thing but things changed when I had kids and I've been seeking help since then, to no avail. The doctors simply don't understand that it's not just as simple as not doing it. I've been laughed at and even ridiculed for knowing that I have a problem but being unable to deal with it and stop on  my own. Not once have I been offered help or even a little bit of understanding because I simply don't fit the idea that they have of how a person with an eating disorder look and act. Diabulimia is not a recognized diagnosis, you have to have either anorexia or bulimia or you don't have a problem.

I know very well that it's the stress that I've been under lately that's making me crack. I'm on the juice again, I'm depressed and my self image is totally screwed up again, ergo; I've cut back on my insulin. I've bought new clothes and shoes, I've fixed my hair and bought even more makeup and I've exercised far more than I usually do but I'm still seeing a fat ugly bitch when I look in the mirror. I want those extra pounds gone. I don't think it will make me happier or that my life will suddenly change for the better once I've lost them, but I want them gone and I'm dramatically cutting back on my insulin again so that I can get there.

It's phucked up but it's life and it doesn't get any better than this.

Pick me up music:

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Lyrics: Not Fragile

Comin' to you across country
Hoping boogies still allowed
You ask do we play heavy music
Well are thunderheads just another cloud, we do
Not Fragile, straight at you

Then we vanish to the night
Still in your ears but out of sight
Not Fragile

Don't think we feel hurt or wounded
Or our egos are showing thru
It's our world that's been disrupted
And our strength reflects from you
Well its true
Not Fragile, over you

Try us when you're getting down
Feelin' high or just hangin' round
Not Fragile

The times we travel in our lives
Will make us hard and give us drive
We may seem distant most of the time
But many thoughts are still on our minds
Not Fragile

The pain of living is driving me insane right now.

I can see my husband's health deteriorating day to day now. It's as if he's falling apart before my eyes and thee is nothing I can do about it other than make sure he takes his medications. The doctors have told us that all we can do is "wait and see" and I'm hating it. It would feel so much better if they lied about it and pretended to at least try to do something to help him. This is not what I signed up for when I got married. We're supposed to grow old together and live "freakily ever after".

Oh the horror!

Nope, I don't celebrate Halloween but I still have a real life "horror story" to share. It's about a friend of mine, a nice hardworking guy, that suddenly had his wife file for divorce because she had met some guy on the internets. He never saw it coming, perhaps because he was working so hard to support his wife and their five kids and he was totally devastated. Somehow he he got his act together and filed for custody of the kids since she planned to move them all to another part of the country. That's when the next shock struck, she laughed at him and told him that there was no way he would get the kids because they were not his.

Picture that, twelve years in what you think is a happy faithful marriage and having five kids that you think are your own and that you love more than anything else, and it's all a lie.

They've done DNA tests of all the kids and it turns out that one of the kids is actually his but that's really no comfort when you have four other kids that you love like your own too. The ex wife (who is pregnant again by the way) refuses to tell who the other fathers are and he is now filing for custody for those kids too since he's the only father they know. It's still unlikely that he'll get custody but he feel that they deserve as much since he still loves them.

The memory of his eyes haunts me.

I can't stop wondering what it would be like, to see myself mirrored through his eyes once more. One more stolen moment, one more plunge into the dark swirling rapids of passion that we shared. The scent of his naked skin follow me as I walk down memory lane and remember the soft kisses his lips placed om my breasts.  Raw and sincere lust, no complications and no other intentions, I wonder how life had been if we had not crashed and burned. Would the flame still be burning or would it have faded as it was strained through the sands of time.
I still look for him even though I know he's not here anymore, I hope to see him even when I know that it's for the best if I don't. Still, I wonder what it would be like to touch him one more time...

Histroy teaches us...

History teaches us that men and nations behave wisely once they have exhausted all other alternatives.

It's been less than a week...

... since I decided that I don't want to watch TV anymore and cancelled the whole deal. This morning I had a sales guy behind the door that "had heard" that I was dissatisfied with my TV subscription and he wanted to sell me "something better".

Bloody idiot!

I didn't bite his head off but it was close.

What do we need to defeat evil after good has failed?

A greater evil of course.

Crazy Horse - Black Label Society

A vision sent for the heavens
To see
This is a good day to die
Now follow me

I Lost My Mind - Ramones

I lost my mind

I lost my mind

I lost my mind

I lost my mind

Give me some skin

Give me some gin

Give me some wine

I lost my mind

I lost my mind

I lost my mind

Numb my brain

I've been playing a long series of small hidden object games lately. Brain numbingly simple and just what I need when I can't numb my mind with something better. I've worked my way through a load of crap not really worthy of mentioning, then the Agatha Christie games and the Amazing Adventures games that are not that bad. The games that really has gotten me hooked are the Dream Chronicle series. They are easy to work through in a short time while multitasking and/or being juiced, the story is actually somewhat entertaining and the graphics cute enough to spark my imagination. Really worth playing through as a simple and short time waster, but not something for those who like to be challenged whiles playing.

Slightly out of sync...

I've actually missed something that's I wish I hadn't. Spirit Day, was on the 20th and people were wearing purple to show solidarity to the LGBTQ community. The idea came about after a series of suicides among LGBTQ teens that was bullied because of who they were.

I strongly dislike bullies of all kinds and I wish I had been aware so that I could have participated. The thing with bullies though is that they don't go away simply because people protest one day, people need to stand up to them every day. So, I'm going purple even though it's not spirit day anymore. 

Hang 'm out to dry

I found this story in my local newspaper and I decided to Google it to find the whole story behind. What surprised me was they I couldn't find the same photos in the English articles about it.

Col. Russell Williams indulged his fetish for women's and girl's lingerie by taking thousands of pornographic photographs of himself wearing their stolen underwear — and sometimes masturbating for the camera — before his sexual obsession escalated to sex assault and murder, court heard Monday. ( Source; Yahoo.)

I'm usually careful to not out people because of their sexual fetishes but in this case it's a murderer and a pedo and because of that I don't give a damn.

This horrifying shit-head did not only dress in women's lingerie, he broke into homes to steal the items, he targeted not only women but little girls and he ended up sexually assaulting two women and killing two women. Apparently this military tough guy asked the cops if they could be discrete about his fetish, and we can all see how that went.

I do believe...

Whatever doesn't kill you simply makes you stranger.

No more TV for me.

Over the years I've become increasingly irritated over the commercials that's thrown at me when I turn the TV on. On some TV channels there are more commercials than actual programmes, and we're paying to see it.  That's the first thing that irritates me, I'm paying to see something but I still have to have my experience interrupted by commercials. Would people at the movies pay to see the movie if it was interrupted every 7 minutes to give place for 10 minutes of commercials? Don't think so. Would people buy DVDs if they had to endure commercials as they have to on TV. Don't think so. Still people pay to watch commercials on TV.

As if that's not enough there is also the message and "quality" of the commercials to consider.

A new study shows that 85% of the women feel insulted by the commercials that's aimed at them. It's really shocking. 15% of the women don't see anything wrong in how women are portrayed in commercials. That's only the commercials aimed at women mind you, the ones where women are ecstatic over a new washing detergent, devastated over split hair ends or where they can finally live a "normal" life because now they have  a new type of tampon.  

Commercials insult peoples intelligence, IMO. I can understand how children and daft adults don't see through the lies and deception that we are paying to see, but normal people know better. Don't they? Normal people makes up the majority of all people in the world so it would be fair to think that the majority of all viewers knows that it is nothing but lies that they are watching. Our clothes has become whiter than white and our dishes sparkling clean for decades and they are still getting "better". How is that even possible? Deodorants makes you irresistible to the opposite gender and toothpastes makes your teeth so white that no one can resist you when you smile. There is only one catch of course, you have to look like a model to begin with. No deodorant or toothpaste in the world will get you a date with a stunningly beautiful person if you are butt ugly and have an annoying personality. A ship load of money might do it, but deodorant and toothpaste? No.

And, since when is beetroot a natural ingredient in strawberry yoghurt?  Shouldn't it be natural to have strawberries in a strawberry yoghurt and beetroot in a beetroot yoghurt? The word "natural" still doesn't make it right.

We are paying to have strangers insult us in our own homes. It's absurd. We're also paying to have our relaxing TV watching experience cut up in little pieces. Sure you can go to the bathroom, make something to eat or even have quick sex during the interruption, but you don't get to pick when you want to do those things or if you really want to do them in 7 - 9 minute intervals.

So that's it. I'm done cursing in frustration. I'm becoming a pirate because I can get the TV shows I want to see on the Internet and 100% free from commercials. I can watch them when I want to and I decide when I want a pause if I want one. I would never pay to have some odd person come to my home and insult me several times per hour so why pay to be insulted by my TV? It makes no sense to me and I'm wondering why it took me so long to act on it.

(VegasMike)

Spot the difference...

I'm so fucking tired of trying to make people understand what the hell it is that I'm saying. Most of all I want to punch the lights out on those who can't comprehend the difference between not being able to do something and not wanting to do something. Take a closer look at it.

I cannot lift 100 kilos.
I do not want to lift 100 kilos.

Did you spot the difference? How about this then?

I cannot run.
I do not want to run.

Did you spot it this time too? Good for you. How can it be so hard to comprehend?
I'm banging my head against a wall of total stupidity and the only thing that I get from it is an intense headache.

It sorta reminds me of a story from when I was young. It was at a party and one (drunken) guy was loudly telling a guy in a wheelchair that he was a looser and whatnot, and that he would be able to walk if he really wanted  it. Two other guys grabbed the loud guy and threw him out the window while telling him that he could fly if he really wanted to.

The loud guy did not fly.

Darkest Day

Divided soul of a troubled man

The final fight

The final need to understand

These tangled roots

ripped from the ground

Abandonment and worry

Forever to be found

Rain. Rain. Rain

Take this hand of sorrow

Take away my darkest days

Rain. Rain. Rain.

Take away my darkest days

Return me for I feel I'm here to say

For just one moment of peace I long to know

I can see the storm clouds calling me back home

The blood of the hurricane where the water is never still

Life is a loaded gun

Love is a bullet that sometimes kills

-=[Black Label Society]=-

I want you to kill me...

I have never felt such frustration

Or lack of self control

I want you to kill me

And dig me under, I wanna live no more

One who doesn't care is one who shouldn't be

I've tried to hide myself from what is

Wrong for me, for me

I want to taste dirty, a stinging pistol

In my mouth, on my tongue

I want you to scrape me from the walls

And go crazy like you've made me

-=[Alice in Chains]=-

Going down...

I'm stuck in a down spiral and I've been trying to get out of it, but now I think it's time to simply give up, sink and hopefully drown. The stress and sorrow that has been my life during the last couple of months is breaking me and I don't know how to put myself together again. How can you live when life hurts so bad that you want to be permanently sedated. Needless to say, I'm back on the juice again and I'm not even trying to make any excuses for it.

Fairness is a human idea.

Life itself is not human.

Better it would be

(Biomechanoid by H.R Giger)

Better it would be for me

And better it would have been

Had I not been born, not grown

Not been brought into the world

Not had to come to this earth

Not been suckled for the world

If I'd died a three-night-old

Been lost in my swaddling hand

I'd have needed but a span of doth

A span more of wood,

But a cubit of goof earth

Two words from the priest

Three verses from the cantor

One clang from the bell

-=[Amorphis]=-

Hush...

Hush little baby don't you cry
Daddys gunna sing you a lullaby
To show he cares.
But you must keep our secret safe
Is this love or is this hate?
I feel so scared.

Son of a bitch you broke my heart
I need a little loving
To take away the pain
How could you let me down
When I'm in your care?

-=[Tasmin Archer]=-