I feel like a curdish peshmurga. Except I will not murder you

for some reason my coworker thought this pit of despair and hatred was worth a blogroll link. he’s a good young designer who does some kickass work, even tho we force him to fuck around with web dev all the god damn time. i feel guilty for not blogrolling back. but then i remember how fucking lazy i am. and i relax, unfulfilled with the answer, but supine.

If you haven’t seen The Wire, please do. Best TV show I’ve ever seen.

My favorites

At my moms for brothers bday get to g

“a coming-out story” from a converted atheist. heh…that’s so funny sounding, “converted atheist”, like you can convert to…what, not believing craziness? of course, “moderate” protestant types will read this tale of bizarre world-views and think “tsk tsk, those dirty papists are so weird…to bad the kid wasn’t in a nice, moderate, sensible church like the episcopalians or *insert crazy church here*”. Sadly no! (good site, by the way), you’re all crazy.
a thought occurs, which i’m sure has occurred to many, and is probably commonly-known church doctrine in the k-k-k-k-kerazy katholic klub, but what happens once you swallow a cracker? they believe it for-reals turns into a chunk of jeebus’ flesh when it’s blessed, that’s transubstantiation, which is a good one-word answer for anyone asking you “hey, wait a minute, what makes you think the catholic church is, as you just said loudly while doing an interpretive dance, ‘nuttier than a ten pound sack of fruitcake?!'”. So if that’s the case, does it…turn back to a cracker after you swallow it? cuz otherwise you’re shitting out jeezus christ into the toilet!!!!!1!!! Are catholics christ-shitters?!

I THINK THEY ARE.

Big Fat Whale

good bye

Flogging Molly
The likes of you
Swagger

Here’s to you, I sing for my daddy-o
As I lay him down to sleep
It’s been so long, since I lost my daddy-o
Hope he’s watchin’ over me

Wednesday night is mornin’ now
As I’m walkin’ in the rain
The birds are screaming in my ear
Drivin’ me insane

Half the clouds are empty
So the sun burst through the sky
The puddles show reflection
Of a face about to die

Just around the corner,
I was goin’ round the bend
I ran into a staggerin’ fool
Who said he knew my name

He poured himself a whiskey
And his face began to glow
Two men without an answer
Like a dog without a bone

Bringin’ in the new year
As the bells began to ring
Fats is in the corner, she’s just about to sing
Time to get another, before the final shout
You should have heard them roarin’
When they dragged the bugger out
And we’ll never see the likes of you again

Jimbo came from slummin’ town
A cold and dreary place
To summerland he found himself
The sun shun on his face

Met a girl called Minnie Pearl
Swore she’d always be his girl
Happy ever after, till the tide ran out again

Pour me all your sorrows
And I’ll drink till you are dry
I’ll love you in the mornin’
Christ, I’ll love ya till you die

I’ll never leave so never grieve
I’ll be back before ya know
But Jimbo fell into a well
And never rambled home

Carried all his troubles in an unforgivin’ bag
Back and forth through painted brick

The colours all seemed bland
I’ve traveled all these years, he said
To only get this far, so he crossed the street
Found a seat, his home is now a bar

And we’ll never see the likes of you again
No we’ll never see the likes of you again

There must be more to life, than this poxie life
All the agro, all the pain

So he disappeared into his final beer
But the glass was empty, once again, again, again

Woke up in an awful state
Dreamt I was at Peter’s Gate
Beggin’ for his mercy
And the crimes that were at hand

He told me he was much amused
To see this life I had abused
Best be on your way, but have a swig before you go

So I’m bringing in the New Year
As the bells began to ring
Fat’s in the corner, she’s just about to sing
Time to get another, before the final shout
You should have heard them roarin’
When they dragged the bugger out

And we’ll never see the likes of you again
No we’ll never see the likes of you again
No we’ll never see the likes of you again

Since I had no room for more beers, I decided to make some cheese this weekend. I couldn't find some ingredients though. Sad. So I made pickles instead. They're coming along great. When they're sliced, they ferment faster.

Neva Dinova
The Hate Yourself Change
“I’ve got a feeling” (@last.fm)

I can’t stand this anymore
When you scratch away layers and there’s nothing there
I don’t give a fuck
You can’t hurt me anymore
Chop off my arm, there’s a whole in my heart
I don’t give a fuck

Everyone I love, everyone I trust
What’s gonna happen to all of us?

Seems like I done something wrong
Well let that punishment come hide the sun
I don’t give a fuck
Scratching my nuts right at God
Well on second thought, there’s no one there
And I don’t give a fuck
Chop off my arm, there’s a whole in my heart
I don’t give a fuck

What is this world without pain?
It ain’t a god damn thing
Just a rock floating through the universe

The world’s a shitty place and I can’t wait to die

(The world’s a shitty place and I can’t wait to die)

The world’s a shitty place and I can’t wait to die
The world’s a shitty place and I can’t wait to die
The world’s a shitty place and I can’t wait to die
The world’s a shitty place and I can’t wait to die
The world’s a shitty place…

“Just kiddin’ world, you know I love you..”