The Monkey Box

Get your tongue out of my mouth, cuz I'm kissing you goodbye!

Aide! Aide!

I require somebody who is online and has skype. Comment with your username please so I may attempt something.

I love animals cause they're made of meat.

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/americas/4313978.stm

Python eats aligator, python explodes. Both crazy creatures die and leave amusing remains for scientists.

Only in America folks, only in America.

The homosexualists! The Homosexualists!

How random is this, found it on a USENET group.

Getting welfare is not easy in BC. Some of the case workers are lying stupid fat women who seem to go out of their way to make it impossible to qualify for assistance or get any help. Others are well meaning but don't know what they are talking about. Many ppl spend months on the streets and in the woods before getting any help from MEIA **or are forced to fend off thieves and bullies and homosexuals in the shelters**.

The internet still finds ways to show me that people who still use USENET for anything other than porn are mad and should be shot with a gun made of cheese... mmmmm cheese.

You are brave young dragon. But mine is the stronger gung-fu.

Annoyingly it's only being shown in America: http://www.nbc.com/Madonna/

Existance, how so?

This might be slightly emo-tastic, so get out your razor blades and start cutting.

I'm in an odd mood nowdays, where I'm becoming bored of being myself which is indeed a rather odd concept when you think about it but whatever.

I've decided to write this little insight to my shallow soul as it's about time I got over myself and just moved on and open my prospects of being a slightly less me, as it were.

I'm trying to think how I'm going to explain it without sounding like a section 8 case, but I shall do my best (and if any of you bastards get the ambulance with the white coats in I'll fucking shank you).

The only way to start is to make this fact clear, I do not exist. As much as a crazy thing that sounds is, if you were up in my head it would be rather clear what I mean, but since you're not I shall explain. I do exist as a physical being, but I don't exist in the sense that inside the mushy grey bits there isn't a person per-se.

Oh bugger, I'm thinking about how this is going down on the screen, I need to stop that or it won't come out properly.

From a young age I've had to grow up pretty fast, due to a number of things which aren't your bloody business, but when most people were at that gormless age I was learning the harsh realities of life and as a result has turned my way of thinking in to a shattered mirror of, well, shards I guess. So the person you see is not a person but a series of defences put together to protect a 4 year old who seems not to have grown up underneath them all. Instead they've just continued on and developed in to harsher versions of what they really needed to be.

There are layers which to begin my life I need to pull apart, but at the same time allow them to exist in their own way. I'm not talking voices in my head telling me to burn shit down either.

A few of the layers I'm willing to tell you about (because you'd probably never talk to me if you knew the whole story) will be below.

On the outside I'm quiet, shy and I keep my head down. But underneath it is a series of 'other people' as it were, not many of them are nice.

This is starting to become tricky to write.

Bugger it, I'll cut it down, my brain is like an onion, in the middle is the real me, still 4 years old. Outside are my defenses, which create my personailty, all doing their bit to keep things going without it all going a bit crazy, as lets face it as much of a burden as it is, if the human brain wasn't so fantastic at pulling this stuff off I probably would be under 24 hour care and enough drugs to keep a small nation sedated.

But yeah, I'm trying to sort all this gitting stuff out.

Arg, annoyingly when I try and write or say deeply personal crap it just doesn't work, see what I mean by burdening?

Forget this post even existed (but I'll post ot all the same, I don't know why though I'm not whoring for paypal or anything.)

yeah, carry on. kbi.

Finally! A Fem-Butch Cake Topper

Again from SQUEEEEEEEEEE-MAIL!

(see also, my subjects are created by Yahoo!)

I like pie.

I'm starting to lose patience with this stupid woman (http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/wiltshire/6163020.stm), how many times does she have to be told 'No', more importantly how much do we have to pay out of our taxes before somebody beats it in to her empty head? I can see why she's having a freak out about it, but seriously, she knew what she signed when they were together, he's now pulled out (why should he have to have children with this psycho bitch when they're seperated), numerous courts have turned her down, even the European court of human rights for fecking sake. WOMAN stop. You can have babies all you like, instead of spending 9 months up the duff then popping the little bastard out you can ADOPT unwanted children, make an existing life better instead of creating another one because you're a selfish cow. Now get off my BBC News and get off my fucking planet.

Joey Jo Jo Junior Shabadu

Oh how I loathe, er, I mean love Mondays. Traffic is slow and crap, children can't walk so have to be driven 100 yards down the road and I spend another week being oppressed by the man to make my money. Sometimes I think being a smelly hippy would be the easiest way to live, but I'm not liking the BO or the whole poor bit.

I've also left a freshly activated card at work over the weekend. It surprises me it hasn't been stolen.

In other news, work this morning had a lesbian theme to it which was just very, very odd.

How amusing.

This american television abc1 stuff can be occasionally amusing. It pains me to say it though.

HA FOILED YOU.

I *barely* just made the 8pm time I quoted, TAKE THAT UNIVERSE.

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