it is amazing how anyone in the world with a computer at hand can have a voice. it is what you choose to do with that voice that counts. and i choose to rant and let myself go here online. why? because you will never know who i am.

for all its worth... you can create stories and write words of mischief online. it could all be false or it could all be true. but who would read false words from the heart.

another day in the life

i think writing about life is the most fascinating topic. i woke up. it was early as shit. like 5:00 AM. this is when i usually get up for work. it is piss as early. i fucking hate it. i go back to sleep. i have this strange as dream that i am with my cousin and he is with this black girl. i feel like this black girl is someone i have met before. someone i have had a five minute conversation with at a club. she is curvy and also taller than me. like 5 inches taller than me. so she is officially an amazonian. she comes out of my cousins room as if she has just had sex with him. then me and her start talking and i try to have sex with her. for some reason she just keeps on denying me. i get pissed off. i keep on trying but then my fucking 5:15 AM alarm goes off. fuck!!! i have to go to work. another shitty day at the office.

i drag myself out of bed and go take a shower. have to be clean for work. or do you? sometimes i like to wake up and not shower and go to work. i take some deodorant and just spray myself down and go to work. i know, i know... fucking filthy. i guess i just wanted to die and be filthy at the moment in my life. so i take a shower this morning. i think i want to smell good for work today. i have been feeling more motivated as of recently. now why is that? i think i owe it to these tapes i got. they are not self help tapes but these tapes you get at the library that teach you shit. i got these college lecture courses and have been listening to masters of capitalism series. a fascinating listen if you like money making moguls like myself. it is only an evolution to listen and be inspired by the richest mother fuckers to have ever walked the earth.

i'm at work. wow, how the fuck did i get there. you ever think that when you show up at work. you sit down at your desk and think "WHAT THE FUCK HAS BECOME OF LIFE???" yes, it is a sad feeling. it makes you sad in the pants. it makes you want to fucking cry. i shed a silent tear. but today is a good fucking day. for some reason i'm watching super bad at work today and eating bagels. i think... why can't work be like this every fucking day. this is amazing. am i dreaming. someone pinch me. someone fuck me... like that black lady in my dream this morning. so i finish the movie and get on the phones. yes, i am a phone bitch. like i said before "WHAT HAS BECOME OF MY LIFE???" i really don't know. i take phone calls until 12:30... then we have a fucking pizza party. love a pizza party.

tangent. my thoughts on pizza parties. i think they rank up there as top 3 parties. i would say new years day party equals number one. birthday party equals number two. pizza party at a close number three.

how to throw a perfect pizza party. get lots of pizza. make people compete to see who can eat the most slices of pizza. have lots of soda. proceed to eat lots of pizza and down it with soda until you feel like puking. if nobody pukes its not a party.

take more phone calls. man life fucking sucks. but there is always a glimmer of hope in life. there has to be. everybody needs there fucking zen zone in life. you are probably wondering... what is a zen zone. i'll tell you what zen zone is. it is that magical place where you retreat to when the world has got you down. it is how you cope with life. some people smoke weed. some people drink. some people have sex. i like sitting and breathing. that is my zen zone. it is how i cope with life. so i found this nice little spot at work and i go there and sit on a couch. they got this nice lounge set up at work which has four cushioned seats and a coffee table in the middle. the set up is surrounded by tropical trees. in front of the set up is a big window that allows me to stare outside. i like this place because i get to see sunlight. i think if you go enough days without seeing sunlight you become depressed. i think that is what made me depressed. not seeing sunlight. note to self... see more sunlight.

enough about the zen zone. i come home. i eat. i watch youtube. i go to reddit.com. i read about stories about politics. i'm not a political guy but i feel like this ron paul guy is pretty cool and good for this country. i've been following his campaign and how he's been getting fucked in the ass by the main stream media. he just doesn't get news coverage despite beating out other candidates in other areas. all you can think is WTF. what is going on. i don't know. i think the elections are rigged. i believe in UFO's. i believe in God. i must be crazy.

now i'm here. typing away at some type of bullshit post. well, hope you enjoyed it. take care and farewell all.

nofsadamos... sofadoscado en tu me mama... amen.