Why do male porn stars get all the chicks?

Alright stop... pajama time!

Yep its still funny...

Alright, I'm beginning to really like writing in this blog, now that I've gotten some feedback and all. I'm not afraid to admit it, I'm excited that people have read this, even if its just two people. So I'll be updating it at least weekly, so come back if its been interesting for you.

This site has its own spell check, it didn't know what the word "blog" meant. Ok.

Keep an ear out for a song I'm recording, its sounding pretty sweet. I'll have it posted some time in my lifetime.

I have the most insightful thoughts when I'm either, going to bed, driving, or at school. I never write these down, and I probably should as to me, I sound like a fucking genius when I'm thinking them. But right now I'm pretty dry, so heres whats been taking up my attention in the world of the internet.

Burnt Face Man - the kind of humor I like to see in flash cartoons. Am I a crime-inal?

Milkman - the kind of fucking crazy ass shit I like to see in a flash cartoon. The music kicks ass.

Dr. Bob saves the day! - another wickedly funny flash cartoon, this one done with claymation.

IQ Correlation from the 2004 US Election - Pretty wierd coincidence in the relation of IQ to what people vote for. Doesn't really say much as IQ isn't that effective in measuring intelligence, but nonetheless an interesting relationship.

Fun for the whole Klan! - there isn't anything funnier than the KKK

Man Kills Himself at Ground-Zero - over election - Story from cnn. I guess if you are going to kill yourself, you may as well make cnn. I mean, anyone who commits suicide is probably already an embarrassment to their family, why not embarrass them on a national level.

Alright stop... pajama time

My roommates are fucking pathetic.

Ok, so Eminem released his new album today, which is good because Eminem is wicked. So my roommate downloaded it, and I awoke to it this morning. He played the first 4 songs off the album and is now proclaiming how amazing the album is. How can you judge an album from the first four songs, the first time you hear it? My roommate knows how.

He needs this. He knows that Eminem is “cool” and even though I’ve never heard him listen to him before, he knows that if he tells people the album is “amazing” before most people have even had a chance to listen to it, he will become “cool” in their minds. This is his window of opportunity to prove to people how “cool” he really is. Look at me, I got the album before you AND have judged it to be amazing (after 4 songs), I am pretty sure this will impress you as most people our age like Eminem, and even though I don’t, I’ll pretend to so we can have this meaningless 2 minute conversation about it, which will make me a better person for knowing something you don’t.

Listening to cool music makes you cool - Maddox

This is what my roommates do all the time. They only talk about what others want to hear. They will change their entire personality based on whomever they are talking to – especially girls. They will do anything for a girl. Not even a girl they like, just any vagina.

Now I can appreciate the “any vagina” theory when at a bar, but when it comes to some sort of sober relationship, you should at least like the person. Having a girlfriend doesn’t make you a better person. You don’t have to validate your existence by having a girlfriend. Your girlfriend is fat, ugly, annoying and has no personality. Just because you can have sex with her does not mean you should compromise your whole self to maintain it.

But they need it. It’s just a character flaw I suppose. When they have a girlfriend they are bubbling with confidence. They think that I’m really impressed that they have one, and that I should be envious of them for some reason. They exist to make themselves feel better by comparison. I guess that is true for most people, but their comparison is way out of whack. If you have to sacrifice your entire personality and lifestyle to obtain a girlfriend than go for it. If she can’t see your real self whittling away while you suppress it, then she must be your dream girl. You’ve tricked her into liking the image you have created, good luck on keeping that up for your entire life. Keep trying to impress me with meaningless shit, and keep suppressing your desires to make yourself feel better.

I just had an MSN conversation with my roommate while I was writing this.

Roommate:
Omg this album fuckin rocks I can’t believe it!

Me:
Congrats