today

i'm going to a reds / cubs game with a bunch of asian people. will post updates.

i don't know shit about the reds. except for that votto guy, and a guy with a weird last name that goes like 'gomes'. i've went to a couple games. here's some pics i guess:


everytime the reds score a homerun, a weed bomb explodes and everybody gets High as Fuck


that shit is pretty

also the reds are at the top of the division which makes my presence in the city highly valuable as compared to other cities; i'm in the 'fuck yeah reds' population radius. i just said it out loud , but not too loud because no one else is in the lab right now except for someone shuffling some things around at the other end of the room.

some video action directed at your stupid eyes

im just being edgy, i probably like your eyes. unless you don't have any. then i like your face and all of your insides, in a non-creepy way. ;).

here's a video of a fountain boy receiving the most horrible, eternal bukkake. look at his face grimace; he is in hell, watery, non-replenishing hell.



put that shit in 1080p for that crisp self-effacing action. this was at lollapalooza, in the middle of grant park. i think the statue-boy once had a joyful life, making that sprinkle sound for everyone to sooth their minds to. but then something went terribly wrong.

i also have a video of the lead singer of hockey acting like a disney-troupe song&dance kid, prancing about the stage like a flamboyant gazelle, high on poppy. it was v amusing. i'll post it later. i would have more videos of lollapalooza, and i actually do, but i tried to do this 'shaky-cam' thing to go along with the rhythm of the music, and it turned out to be both seizure- and vomit-inducing in a subject test. stay tuned.

edit - here it is:


he looks like a hot-cop peter pan , or one of those guys in tobias funke's queen mary street gang. btw sorry for cloverfield-cam.

also my ex-gf recently e-mailed me a story entitled 'Fwd: Blood Vomit'

musings upon a mirthful horizon of nothing

so a black dude on a skateboard whistled at me . he was using an actual whistle. then he laughed and starting singing a song about walking around whistling, sorta like that whistle tip guy (cf. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eSOSJ68xOBA ). people do that a lot around here. it's a thing.

then, before that, at work, my azn boss was like 'you have to dispose of this mercury'. at first, i didn't know how, but then i figured it out from this girl who knew about mercury. you have to fill out a form and detail how toxic that shit may or may not be. mercury is some serious business. so are batteries. the more you knew.

i've smoked scant cigarettes lately. i feel they don't do much except for closing my airway and diseasing my sleep. my sleep has been diseased for 6 years. ever since this girl traded cigarettes to me for giving her a ride to school. marlboro reds. that shit will make you not want to smoke another cigarette. you always smoke another cigarette. i already did though.

my sleep doctor prescribed me pills for sleep, but i think they're mostly for abusing. i'm not abusing them, but it definitely looks like i am, especially after i poured them all out over the table by accident. they're like little yellow candy sunshines waiting to give their happiness to you. but i use them for sleep. apparently, when i sleep, my brain spontaneously arouses 164 times in 5 hours. it's sort of like your car being jumped 164 times in 5 hours, but it doesn't start. that would be a sign of needing a new car. what does this say about me ? i think i'll take some pills and find out. just one though, for sleep.

here's a picture of my current mood:

lab soliliquization

leaning lower back lashes out a pleasure crack
whirring air-machine above sucks , my hate has no lack
proximal azns dip their brains into computronics
sushi lunch glides unfaithfully down stately, plump gastrotract

staring at blog screen is a fuck you to my eyes
but there are worse things better for this
for anytime is the best time for a mind terrorized
by everything essentially unsacred and shit

there's a fly in a vial
his copulation will be a trial
when he has no legs after
sitting in molasses for a while

these were written while sitting inside this building :

wacky weekend wrap-up

current mood - eatin spaghetti.
current music - black dude with kazoo, strolling the sidewalks outside my window
favorite thing to eat - my own words
best color - neutral
money lost in poker to 50 year old men in one weekend - $300
speeding tickets evaded via proxy michigan fan-cop - 1
drawers witnessed that close by them own damn selves - 7
a good-ass weekend - priceless


me, literally, in a few years

brain dump

here are some tips for y'all that are generally applicable to every-day living

-young black children are really into free shit on a bench, especially cookie trays and cooking spoons. utensils change lives.

-avoid looking at the browsing history of your home computer that your dad mainly uses

-when you live in your own place , you get to drop a deuce with the door wide open without Giving A Fuck.



-check out this unabashed-shamefulness girl. notice the calm, collected, expression on her face. there is no 'Giving A Fuck' here. thank you for this. also thank google image search for being able to find a 'pooping with door open' picture on the first page of results.

-baths are indescribably relaxing, and if you feel ashamed about taking one, grow some taint and, afterwards, relax it in a warmly drawn tub; growing a taint probably hurts like hell.

-it's usually unwise to bum a lighter from a bum if you don't have anything to give him.

-if you accidentally graze a cougar's butt on multiple occasions and she doesn't seem miffed, and even moves her butt closer to your grasp, then she is probably passive-aggressively hitting on you. or she has a volitional ass, possibly voluptuous as well. vociferous. recurring idea for a summer project: bag a cougar. thinking of getting a net and elephant tranquilizer. that really sounds like rape though, even metaphorically. i think i'll just go to a petting zoo.

-box cutting is made easier with a box cutter.

-cigarettes are generally not good for you.

-esl azns will literally laugh at anything, and they will laugh enthusiastically, genuinely hard. 'so i went downstairs to grab some files and then i got really tired' can be the best joke told ever.

the end of march , the dawn of a new post

///this blog post doesn;t exist///

blog theme ? ? ?

i dont know if there are many blogs out there all about half-asians, or 'hasians', or 'hey you look hispanic, but then i saw your eyes, what are you'. hopefully this wont become one (like that one white people like shit blog) because there aren't really any unifying topics that all 'hasians' would relate to. except for maybe having an overbearing azn mom; i dont think any white women marry full-azn men. that would be v weird. maybe i'll start with a list of things hasians like. )

pro-hazn things:
lackin rooted ethnic identity
makin fun of azns w/o regret
lookin good as hell
diversifyin genetic pool
tearin down racial barriers
dad is laid-back because he married an insane woman
gettin down with ya heritage via delicious fukken food
white enough for some white privilege etc

con-hazn things
people instantly recognizing you as azn
people instantly recognizing you as something completely not azn
angry irrational mother
probably don't speak native language except for maybe things a baby can say
non-azns make fun of you as azn w/o regret
still fall into dreaded azn stereotype

here's a pic of a hazn chick:


tbqh, her look is p disconcerting ,but i would prly make her azn whole via yin yang if you kno what im sayin' (((((((6969696969696969696969696969696969696969420))))))). give me that motherfukken dap son ==@@==

reblogcarnation

yeah so i'm thinking about writing in a blog again. bloggin' it up in the blogosphere. blogtificating in a blog-generation. gettin soggy on my bloggy. anyway i used to think blogs were gay (yea i'll use that word as an epithet whenever i want 2 fags [literally when i want two fags . j/p no homo]). but now i think they're less gay and i feel that my relative non-gayness can fit into this schema. so, soon, i'll think of some 'content'. i'll post shit about chicks. yeh i think i'm just going to post pics of hot bitch (no [sic] here,i mean liek 'hot bitch' as a wholesome concept).

anyway here's a pic of a 'hot muslim chick', who hails from 'google':


i'd like to go jihad on her pussy , 'if you know what i mean'. i'd put my ak in her 47. allah've some more dome plz. just kidding , i love and respect muslims , and everyone else too! i am also not misogynistic. here i will post more pics from all creeds / ethnicities.

say helllo to google image result #3 for 'hot shinto chick':

she looks like an anime. i'd l;ike for her to be into tentacle rape , or more like testicle rape. cool culture,,, not. oh, very prease to meat you miki-chan'djob.

disclaimer: i respect women