So, as with anything I consistently do that takes even an iota of effort, I have to analyse it and decide whether its worth the energy expenditure.
I’m not deluded enough to think more than 4 people are truly interested in my opinions and rants, and even they tell me to hurry up my stories due to “excessive profanity” and constant streams of “too much information.” – Seriously, if I’m telling you a story about a night that directly fucked up my life, how am I not going to mention that I porked my then-girlfriend somewhere along the way? (It’s relevant due to the reduced amount of testosterone affecting my behaviour from that point on.. or something.)
Perhaps it will give me some kind of purpose or accountability? But then what? Cash for comment? Does anyone want to pay me to say something? My rates are as agreeable as an insecure rohipnoled hamster on the business end of a 3 day post-breakup coke binge.
So what’s “The Ultimate Outcome” of all of this? Becoming a Y-List Internet Celebrity and getting laid for that fact? Technically I’ve kind of been there before in Wolfenstein.. I was more of a hero to a pocket of 14 year old boys, which whilst satisfying, never let me connect with their older, legal, hot, hopefully agreeable and impressed by eSport-manager-sisters. But to actually get laid as a result of Y-List Internet Celebrity Blog Status.. YLICBS? Throw in a few vowels and it sounds like the STD I’d probably catch from that escapade.
Sure, getting laid from the Internet is nothing new (come on, how else is today’s Geek supposed to get his groove on? BARS?) but the reality is, the majority of inventions out there drive reproduction, if not directly, for its inventor. What makes computers any different? It’s normal for a guy into hot rods to get laid for that fact, but not computers? Have they seen what they’re doing with computer cases nowadays? You could probably drape a bikini clad babe across one of these new shiny puppies and have a tasty poster on your hands.. it’d depend on whats under the hood, IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN!
“Check out the quad cores on that!!!”
I don’t even know if this is a blog (a word that carries a lot of stigma) as much as a website.. It’s just me. Horny, rude, crude, inappropriate, corny, emo, happy, sad, and entertaining for 5 minutes* at a time.
I think the best I can hope for from all of this is an outlet for some streams of consciousness, snapshots of crap I’ve actually finished.. however long it lasts for it doesn’t matter, as long as I had fun along the way I guess.
Hold the fuck up.. I take that naive piece of clichéd shit back. As long as I made money, got laid, or received maximum kudos** for minimal effort, it was worth it. Is someone writing this down?
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