I've been reading the Gene Catlow Comic non-stop recently. I make a note of each little staple of the plot twists that happen, pushing the story further each step, trying to make sure I DON'T lose my footing or my own understanding of this whole "Ignorance vs Intelligence" theme this comic has built its foundation upon.

As you can imagine it's a but tedious, but enjoyable. In another Hour, I will be gone on the job.

Nothing important to talk about.

To what level will the Pope NOT stoop to win all those artificial accolades from his adoring throng of mindless misled masses?

So... What are your thoughts?

LAR ZPUHTFTY XWEUPJR GHGZT


....Anybody out there that can translate this?

Cause I'm looking for a Job.

"Billy, don't be a hero,
don't be a fool with your life"
"Billy, don't be a hero,
come back and make me your wife"
And as he started to go
she said "Billy, keep your head lo-o-ow"
"Billy, don't be a hero, come back to me"


How many women became widowers as a result of their beloved signing up to defend the rights and morals of their hometowns? Defending America? Dying so that their children could have a shot at a future to not repeate the mistakes their predecessors made?

I wonder about this.

It doesn't have to be simply just War. People sacrifice themselves. Pushing their bodies to the limit to make sure their families will have a roof over their heads. toiling day in and day out, just to ensure that the family has food to eat, enough scratch to spend on food and delights. Enduring relentless hours of pain, mental traumas and even obstinate and mean-spirited co-workers and bosses, for the sole reward of a warm, appreciative smile on their family's faces when the come home. No complications. No questioning your place in the world. No pursuing the topic for little details to expose some kind of hidden truth. In essence, you work your butt off and take the reward of a job well done, and your family able to thrive in this bleak economy. That... is enough.

You don't need to be a Hero, but you will always sacrifice something in your life to make something worthwhile. Such as being there for your family. And being there for your family is enough.

There are days where I feel like I'm trapped in a Purgatory where nothing ever really changes, and nothing gets accomplished, and I'm powerless. My only real role is simply to face the inevitable crushing agony of defeat.

I was REAL close to getting 200 in command points for Ghost Rider on Avengers Alliance. And I end up accidentally getting an Alt suit for Spidey.

Kind of want to bawl tears, but this means I'll just have to wait... a little bit longer.

In other news.... eh, nothing much to talk about.

I'm beseiged by an incredible revelation.

That's my blood pressure.

I can't win.

It's snowing again, and I don't like as much. I was able to take my Dog for a walk today, but... the snow we could do without. It's March. Give it a rest already.

I think the title is self-exclamatory. Enough' said.

Hate snow. No really. Mounds of it everywhere, some streets cleaned of it, others not so. Pot Holes, narrow driving, and Icicles.

Come on, Spring, happen already! :)

Currently, my mind is registering a "Zero" on my immoral filtering Inhibitions Center within my Cerebral Cortex.

For the not-so-astute, it's the part of my brain that regulates what's "Trash" and what's "Treasured" or the part of my brain that properly sorts out the "What-exactly-is-obviously-evil-and-filthy-and-messing-my-mind-over-with-nothing-but-all-sorts-of-messed-up-warped-feelings" portions of information that enters via the Ocular organs, i.e., eyes. :)

Goodbye.

Too all the good girls and Boys, Happy Belated Christmas! :)

It's been quiet around my home, and Mom and Dad got back from their anniversary at Red Lobster. Lovely evening!

Jennifer my sister passed me another hand-me-down. A 3ds.

That's about it. :)



WOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO- *Computer Screen Shatters*

To Celebrate my birthday, first I'll take my dog for a walk shortly 6 minutes after 9:00.

Then I'll work on a picture and make use of Furaffinity and Deviantart respectively for the first time in God knows how long.

A lot of people are grieving over the children taken from them. I ask that you pray Christ will stay by their side.

Anybody out there reading this? At all? ANYONE??

Okay, cool never mind.

For F*CK'S sake.

Here's some random advice if you're feeling none the wiser because of any shit you put up with in your household:

Never say, "It has "X's" Stink on it" to ANYONE. Let "X" be say, a friend or a relative you know.

In any case, if you think that using Slang makes you cool, you are a pathetic waste of space and should cease to exist. If you got the idea of using slang from your so-called friends, the moral would be reworded to say that: They Are Full of Shit.

"Ta Ta For Now". Chr*st.

Comcast, your service sucks.


There. I've finally said it.

Please, if anyone out there is failing or crying or thinking thoughts of hate or suicide or shame, please don't. Talk to God. He'll be there. He's always there! And Read the Bible more often!