2003-04-04T12:29:00.000-08:00

maybe you're wondering where i came up with the name for this site. even if you're not: shame for you 'cos i'll tell you anyway.now i htink about it, it isn't really much of a story. see, i had this site, dayz.blogspot.com, which got kinda famous around my school, which i just got bored with. so i decided to be clever and have the wordplay of gayz, while keeping it in rhyme-dom. end of.

a guy i know wants to have a job studying human behaviour, which i guess is fair enough: i'm sure it would be quite interesting. but it gets hard not to start thinking that he judges and weighs up everything you say to him, judging its' value to him and you. that's kinda disconcerting, don't you think? or is this early onsetting paranoia?

people always talk about only working because they have to. but i don't really have to do that: my job is one big laugh really. originally i didn't want a job- frankly i couldn't be arsed to interrupt my lazy lifestyle. but i guess i'm glad i did, 'cos people you work with share a kind of commradery your friends don't have. you understand people better when you have to serve them: for better and worse. people tend to treat you like shit or take out their moods on you, butthat's ok.

i'll just spit in your soup..........

2003-04-01T13:19:00.000-08:00

hello and welcome gentle reader. forget all the hit counters and other suchlike of past blogs. i feel a minimalistic approach will suffice this time.

main aim(s) for the week:

prove that sarcasm is not the lowest form of wit.

discover if anyone gives a fuck about it being april fools day today

not to break my new super stylish glasses

prove that calling yourself "super-stylish" is both cool, hip and wicked

introduce the world to the sonic "eargasms" of the Pixies

finish this post.

ALL MASS IS FICTIONAL