Ok so b2evolution got old so I switched (upgraded :P) to Wordpress It’s modular and easily upgradable and has a much better theme community. You can also add hacks and features with nifty plugins instead of coding shit in by hand which is great because few things on the planet make me want to bite a hole in my arm and dive headlong into a speeding train like hacking php by hand. No more blowing a whole afternoon tracking down a missing apostrophe. I also did away with the whole Mambo portal thing I had going on because it was mainly for distributing my all but forgotten TFC Texture Pack So that’s what’s going on with me, how about you?
Monthly Archive for October, 2005
Updating software on a remote web server is a tedious process but one that is often necessary in today’s spamtastic world. I hope that if there is a hell, there is a special place set aside for spammers and their ilk. I also hope that just once I can sodomize one in front of their useless spammer parents while we burn for eternity or however that whole thing works. According to that movie Constantine it’s really fucking windy in hell and I bet the wind is hot with little specks of sand and crap to get in your eyes or all over whatever you’re trying to eat. Given the type of people that think they’re going to heaven I think I’m better off with some sand on my Big Bite than sharing air with Pat Robertson or George Bush (when french people say george bush it sounds like “zhazha boosh”). Satan seems like a pretty cool guy anyway. I especially liked when he was all like “Where is pancake house!?” and then he and Steve Buscemi banged some midwest hookers before he stuffed Steve’s narrow ass in a wood chipper for being in Armageddon. Later he joined a crappy german techno band that failed and he had to do porn for a while under the pseudonym “Karl Hungus”. Now he’s in jail but only until the squinty eyed dude with 9 toes can help him escape. (if anyone understands the ’six degrees’ thing I have going here you’re my new best friend but also probably destined to die alone clutching a remote with chip-crumbs on your chest)
*heavy sigh* Anyway, spammers and a general feeling of malaise on my part, are the reason you’re staring at this boring theme and possibly the reason that you got your tires slashed that one time in the parking lot at Wendy’s after giving the spicy latina counter girl a laconic ‘whatever‘ like 10 minutes before her shift ended and 15 minutes before you went out and saw her speed away on her pink vespa. Also, if someone could give me one good fucking reason why I should have to edit obscure lines in obscure files to enable the damned smiley toolbar on this edit box that’d be nice. Apparently it’s more important that I be able to change my little flag icon to turkish than for me to be able to click and do this 
The chick at the immigration office today was probably the most abhorrent, loathsome, abrasive person I’ve come across in my short 28 years on the planet. I imagine when she’s not betting coworkers who will get the least amount of work done that day or treating dirty immigrants such as myself like ignorant, worthless peasants far beneath her state employee status she passes time pulling the legs off of puppies and punting newborns into traffic. I pity any family she may have that wasn’t fortunate enough to have fled her proximity before being subjected to the unfettered, blackened personification of hideous evil that she is.
Fucking nazi bitch. I hope she chokes.