Well then...

Rabid Consumerism and the Social Divice

This is the first of many posts about zombies. After reading World War Z this past weekend, I've been blessed with hours upon hours of thinking about dreary chthonic situations where I would be forced to survive a zombie apocalypse.

Despite the impossibility of this ever happening in the real world, the commentary provided by this and other zombie related novels

Edited: 10/5/09

Totally lost my train of thought at some point that night and I didn't finish my thoughts. God job 08 Jinuk, you fail at completing your thoughts.

I wish I could swear like a sailor

Brilliantly, I've decided to tell everyone that I've been in a surprisingly good mood for the past month and a half. Aside from being fucking delusional, I figure its a great way to not have to talk about what troubles and shit like that.

Fuck it, this isn't going to be another whine/cry/everything and nothing type of blogs. I can save that shit for my own leather bound journal. Instead, taking cues from others, I supposes this blog could be used to promote myself.

I'm so full of myself. Anyway, getting to the topic at hand, I wish I would have developed the verbal knowhow to string together words in such a way that even the hardiest pirate would blush at the mere sound of my voice. Combing through the darkest corners of the English language, I would be able to string together insults and phrases Tarantino wished he thought up. The dark side of the English language would become a weapon I could wave around and use whenever necessary.

I don't know. At least from here, it seems like it would be awesome

Abuse

This is the type of abuse I have to deal with every day:

Jane: what do ut hink?
Jane: dont u love myr esume
Jane: ^^
Me: i learned so much more about you
Jane: HAHAHAHA
Me: delusions of gradneur mostly
Jane: ...
Jane: i have to add this to my blog
Me: ?
Me: oh please fix my spelling
Jane: ure so annoying
[miscellaneous conversation]
Jane: what do u think?!
Me: ...
Jane: i DEMAND