Saturday, June 04, 2005

sick, tired and sleepless; with no one else to shine for.

somehow, when you're in the presence hundreds of people dealing in products with seemingly ridiculous values of around 500 bucks per gram or something, cumulating in a total of maybe 2309304940609 dollars wallowing in the space equivalent of a football pitch; it doesn't strike you that you're in the presence of hundreds of people dealing in products with seemingly ridiculous values of around 500 bucks per gram or something, cumulating in a total of maybe 2309304840609 dollars wallowing in the space equivalent of a football pitch.

and advertising gimmickry for gadgetry somehow just doesn't make as much sense, however far, or lack thereof in the distance category, the point is stretched in the first place; as that for automobiles. i mean, for the latter, there is at least a somewhat coherent logical link between the objects used to push the products, namely, scantily-clad women with a penchant for too much make-up and a skirt length limitation of at least 3 inches above the knees; and the products themselves: "uh uh uh you have the money to buy a 300-grand car and so you will have the money to fuck me uh uh uh." but electronics? "uh uh uh you have the money to buy a... wha - 300-dollar mp3 player? fuck!" then again. perhaps the rationale is there as well: "uh uh uh you have the sense of mind to buy a 300-dollar mp3 player instead of a car the majority of the functions you don't half understand and the other half you can't legally utilise which means you're stuck with an overpriced bundle of 4 seats and a steering wheel and therefore you will have the 299,970 bucks to fuck me uh uh uh."

so things worked pretty well for me and the fair. things i wanted to get were not on sale and, at the same time, i didn't have the money to buy those things anyway even if there were up for grabs. the power thus grows stronger in me. however much the scale of its recording is in pittance-units. fried to a crisp and nothing to show for it. damn. and it's a record as i've smashed my head right into the space-bar in particular and the keyboard in general for the 4th consecutive night. if fatigue is a disease then i'm struck with an epidemic in its terminal stage. and for my faithful multitude, kudos to you if you spotted the difference. what a fun thing my blog is, games and all.

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