Stories of no interest
Wedensday Feb 5th 1998
Again, here we are just a few days after I started this new site to express how I feel to the whole world. I know why would I torment you all with such pondering and mindless thoughts, but hey its my web site and I can do what I want to. Today I awoke at a normal time, just like the rest of the world.. Scary as it may seem I think I will try and get something done today. As I sit here and wonder about peoples lives, as I often do.. because they are so much more interesting than mine. I say to myself.. myself... why to people treat each other as badly as they do. I mean we all do it.. Treat each other like crap, openly lie to people. Talk about people behind their backs. Sometimes it even brings joy to bad mouth people, I mean me and my friends goto Denny's (yes I will openly admit that I eat at Denny's) and we sit there and its like a bad mouthing session. Blah blah blah, I mean if we were really men, why wouldn't we just say what we feel in front of that person, I'm sure it would increase tension, but I think life would probably be less stressful. I dunno...
Tuesday Feb 4th 1998
Life, strange and unusual a place it is. This will be my first and probably last rant that I post to this site, unless I get another strange moment of artistic creativity. My life is bland and boring as well is probably everyone else's, I'm 21 have no life and basically subject myself to alcoholism. People say that alcoholism runs in the family and is heredity, or atleast that's what my mom says. But what else is there to do when you don't really have a career and well the only hobby you really have is web developing, and well I'm not very good at that as you probably can see. I surround myself with toys of the new technology, I think I need them to supplement my loss of love or maybe I just need them to make me feel special. Sick really. I often wonder if any other people are like me, and then I look around and I'm scared at how people are even worse than I. I have a friend, I'd call him a close friend even, well he's really into Mr. Henry Rollins.. a great man probably, but I've never given him anything, I'm sure he has a big following and all. Well it seems as thou altho he likes this Rollins character alot and that no one else that he's friends with does, give or take one or two. People always torment him about Rollins, and I have no idea why.. sure I'm guilty of this also but its' just because I'm a lemming and well I always jump on the bandwagon so I won't feel left out. But if I sit back and look at it from a distance all I see is a bunch of punk kids making fun of someone for something he likes. It makes me sad to think that I am one of them, someone who is not open or as open as I thought to different things. Even if I despise Rollins like if he killed my aunt Esther, I shouldn't make my friend feel bad about his liking for it. Should I? I should keep it to myself. Even so it's not as harsh as that, we still make fun of him.
the original story of no interest - taken from the now defunct Really Useless Co.
Why do we exist. Yes we are repetitive.. We are here to bring you cheer to your usually meaningless lives. No No, don't thank us. We will be pretty happy when we get our Nobel Peace Prize for Web development. We decided to make this web page cause well, we were pretty bored.. We also like talking about ourselves in the third presence. That's okay you'll get used to it. This site consists of the usual crap. We try to put stuff on here that will make us happy which well infact make you happy. I'll teach you to be happy.. I'll teach your grandmother to suck eggs. Sorry.. sometimes we get a little carried away. We also don't like real jobs, so we try and do this for a living. Yes I know.. we should be doing something worthwhile and something that contributes to society, but why.. there are so many other people out there for that. So I know this didn't give you any insist into why we exist, but hey.. that's not our job.. just enjoy the f'ing website.. We know where you live.