Pinks

Over the weekend, I attended the American Apparel Flea Market where thousands of hipsters and emo skanks line up for hours to catch some steals. I can sum it up as: the shopping was shit but the music was good.

The byproduct of the night was a nice healthy dose of viral pink eye of which I wholesomely enjoyed.
The next morning, I had a red eye that would make Ben Stein proud. A few hours later, I realized that I couldn’t open my eyes. What the fuck. It got all huge and crusty and leaked whenever I tried to open it. Not the mention the pain. Oh, the pain was unbearable. A constant throbbing in my ocular cavity. Whenever light shone into my eyes or even my eyelid, a blinding pain snaps into my head. For the entire rest of the day, I was blind; unable to see the world as I blindly grope about.

Fuck Pink-Eye

Subconscience

I just had the strangest dream in the world. I’ll try to collect bits and pieces from it.

The farthest back I can remember is that out of rage, I killed two guys with a gun and took off. I started taking a walk with some of my friends to escape the heat so we went to the park and stuff. Next thing I know, we’re on a road trip to Vermont. We head into Burlington and move into a mansion there. Turns out the mansion belonged to Mark Chen’s parents….who were Indian. Not Sioux Indian but the durka durka Indian. Anyways, they go off to go shopping I think and his parents totally freak out that Mark’s missing (by the way, he’s still asian). When they come back, they perform a cleansing ritual by burning about $20,000.

At this point, I realize that I have to go play for the NBA now. The court is in the backyard and thousands of people are waiting for me. I don’t have a jersey so I put on a 6 AM shirt with a 6 AM sports jacket, not that it exists but I had one on me. I proceeded to go down and play for the Lakers in which I was terrible at the game. Everyone was about 5′5 which made the odds a lot more even. ‘Cept for the fact that I still sucked.

My cats woke me up.

Haha’s For Me

I kind of like the feel and touch of WordPress, though it’s pretty complex. I’m a simple kind of guy. It’s still fun shit. You know what else is fun shit? Linux. I’m downloading it right now to give it a whirl and from the looks of it, it’s what I’ve been looking for. Free software does me good for pirating Windows is just a world of hurt.

Wish I could’ve done this at a better time. It’s almost 6 in the morning for I have stayed up all night revamping websites here and there. Yeah, it’s all shits here.

Here’s a reminder for myself next time I come around here:

• Clean house (again)
• Edit links
• Set up apps for Ubuntu
• Figure out what to do for your fuckin’ birthday!!!

That’s it! Yeah we’ll see from here.

Funky Fresh

I don’t know if I want this site to be public or not. Hm. This, I guess, is my dick-around blog. Stay tune for more dicking around.