Archive for January, 2005

Jan
24th
2005

Hello, my name is Tubby McLardAss

By Kaiser Dämmerung

17 pounds. That's the weight I have gained since I stopped exercising about a year ago.
Nearly twenty fucking pounds!!!
Oh yeah yeah everybody says I look better like this instead of the waif-like Kate Moss on heroin wannabe I was a few months ago. But come on. I'm a skinny guy. And a paunch is the last thing I feel like developing right now. I'd look like a straw with an olive stuck in the middle. I mean, I USED TO HAVE A FUCKING SIX PACK when I used to swim. What the fuck is happening to my metabolism?!?!?!?
I mean, I follow nearly the same lifestyle I've been carrying for years! Except that I'm not studying anymore. And I stopped smoking. And my work shift is now the full 8 hrs. And...
Oh my gawd, I'm on a one way train to Porkville!
I've never been this... chunky. ...Keep reading.

Jan
10th
2005

Merry Christmas!

By Kaiser Dämmerung

Gimme a break, I hadn't had a chance to write a Christmas entry!

Christmas eve 2004 fuckin'rocked. I haven't felt this excited about Christmas and receiving gifts in YEARS. It's been decades since my parents have actually purchased me something that I actually liked and needed, and it was possible because, luckily, nobody in my family had a single fucking idea about what I wanted or liked at the moment, so they HAD to ask me.


My first choice, of course, was an iPod, but I definitely would not put them through the strain of coughing out $400 for their beloved son who, acording to them, is a fucking hermit. I knew I couldn't get away with that, and I was scared to ask for a digital cam, fearing they might buy me the cheapest piece o' crap they could get their hands on. I'm not being an ungrateful asshole, ...Keep reading.

Jan
9th
2005

Ascension

By Kaiser Dämmerung

Great news, kiddies!
It seems the powers that be have aligned the planets in such a way that my employment-related-astrological-house-whatever-the fucking-hell in my horoscope has opened wide and shone it's blinding light upon the crevices of my weary, mortal soul.
(My apologies, I just finished watching a vampire movie and the dialogue stuck with me... *hissssssss!*)

Translation: I moved up a notch in the employment scale. Yes, puny humans! I am no longer a lowly freelancer! I have now been promoted to... err.....
Temporary employee.
Aw come on, look on the bright side, I'll be doing the whole 40-hr, 5-days-a-week shit, and be protected from managerial abuse by some union thingy, and all that corporate shit that i still have yet to understand (don't ask me anything about the employee manual, I haven't even touched it). Hey! I even get a parking sticker! oh joy!
I had totally forgotten that I ...Keep reading.

Jan
5th
2005

Don’t get desperate

By Kaiser Dämmerung

Your panties might get all up in a bunch, Nancy.

I know I have neglected my "bloggage" for a couple of weeks, but gimme a break, its just that a lot of amazing, fucked up, or downright awesome stuff has been going on lately in my side of the pond. But do not fret, fellow readers, I shall appoint myself the daunting task of updating you on every significant thing that happenned during the holidays, one event at a time. That should give me a couple of weeks of fresh blog blob.
Blog blob. That sounds like something that should come out of your dick.
Ew.

Aaaaaanyway, I shall come back when I get a break from all the madness with a rather juicy announcement.
No, I'm not getting married. It's still not legal, remember?
Thanks to you all right-wing-christian-republican ancient old farts...

TTFN.

P.S.: Tori Amos is fucking insane. I mean, what the ...Keep reading.

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