First Post

Regarding Suicide:

Thoughts:

Suicide is the way I would want to go out. Mostly through assisted suicide. The idea of having to live past 50 years is horrifying. Those countless days where I would have to obey a monotonous routine in which I would work and have "family time." Being crushed down into a middle-aged robot, forced into a role which was preordained isn't my cup of tea. 20 years is my limit.

Plus, dying at your peak guarentees you to be remembered as an idol among men. Suicide has all the benefits. On the otherhand, the retarded "emo" trend has sucked out all of Suicide's glory. Fuck trends. My childhood dreams have once again been ran over by the unoriginal masses.

Quotes:

Your way of saying to God "You can`t fire me! I quit!" --Drow
A simple and efficient way of dealing with all of life's problems

The Purpose

The concept of being paid to blog is the most mindboggling concept ever concieved. If you consider yourself a "Professional Blogger", it is time to swallow the bullet. Fuck Blogging. And with that in mind, after this sentence, this is no longer a blog.

These posts are a compilation of quotes, ideas, revelations, and pictures that i felt interesting throughout the week. One day, I will print all these out and stick them to my fridge. After feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment in my "work", I will cover myself in peanut butter and stab myself with a spork. Just because I felt it was the right time.

These posts will not be about whine fests or "how i spent the day eating taquerias at Chili's". Emotions be damned. No diary/journal entries.

These posts will be for practicing writing and developing stories. This will be for ideas of what worked and ideas that sucked. This will be the next text bible, so keep your hats on because shit is afloat!

Also, these posts will be incase I suffer severe head trauma and have to reinvent the wheel.

This is for you.