News on this blog has been short. First I’d like to say fknb3st.com now forwards back here. It will forward to where-ever my blog is, whenever it moves. Machine.fknb3st.com forwards to my personal page (which I took down anyway)
I applied for a job about 10 days ago, and miraculously, I got it (must have been the fact that I told them all about my IRC experience, sitting online in chatrooms all day – yes laugh now, but I’m not finished yet). The job advertised, of which I applied for – was Chatroom Moderator. Yes, I get PAID TO BAN CUNTS OFF CHATROOMS. The only downside of the job is that I can’t personally CHAT in them, but their chat is amusing enough.
Another thing that needs discussing are these odd dreams I have. I don’t know if I re-posted my old blog about when I used to have recurring dreams (which I think was on my old BBlog, which I accidently nuked with a Database Reinstall), However, I used to have frequent recurring dreams of shitting myself whilst in my bed or in public, which would cause me to jump out of bed as fast as I could.
I haven’t had one of those dreams for quite a while, which I’m quite glad about, as getting up 3-4 times in the night because you just dreamt you shat in your pants is not much fun, and was incredibly disrupting to my sleeping pattern (when I had one…or was that a dream too? I don’t think I’ve ever had a sleeping pattern…).
Recently however I’ve been having the same dreams again, but this time they’re more personal, and as this is a BLOG and not a girlfriend, I can’t write them down. However the one I have been having recurringly which is rather disturbing is kinda like this:
I wake up in the morning around 7am, theres commotion and the TV is blaring, I hear what sound like Air Raid sirens. The house I’m in is the one I’m currently living in, however the door has a large metal airlock. The windows are incredibly thick and possibly thickened perspex. Looking out the window of the lounge room into the carport, I see my car gently drift up off the ground and float in mid air. I notice the sky is black and dusty, the streets are clear, and all life seems non-existant. According to a news post on the television, an incredibly large comet or asteroid has impacted the Earth in an opposite direction to which the Earth rotates, which means the Earth’s orbit has slowed to a point of almost 0 gravity. By December, the Earth’s atmosphere would have merely floated off the planet due to no gravity, and all life would cease to exist. It is the end of humanity.
Of course this dream somewhat disturbs me. As I am not concerned about alien abductions, apocolypses sourced from religions or global warming, this dream may be considered a nightmare. The worst bit about it is I don’t even end up getting laid again before everyone dies.
Another piece of bloggable rant that I’ve been thinking about recently, and noted in the above paragraph, is Global Warming. I’ve decided that global warming is a load of shit, and there is one simple reason why – Quote (I don’t remember the source, so if its wrong, go eat a dick.) “For every kilometre you do not drive, you save 280kg of CO2″. Now correct me if I’m wrong, but using a scare tactic like saying 1L of fuel (which weighs probably no more than 1kg) can create 280x its own mass in Carbon Dioxide is an absolute bullshit fallacy of epic proportions. So go have fun with you nice clean, cheap running hybrids, I’m sticking with my fuel guzzling, smoke blowing, ozone “destroying” Falcon.
This should conclude my epic rant for today. I know I haven’t blogged in a long time and I thought it was about time I got my act into gear and added a new page. So here it is. And for anyone that ACTUALLY READS IT – thanks for not letting the pain in my fingers go to waste. All Hail.
