so i'm sitting in the computer lab once again. yes, you've discovered me, i really am a loser with no life who has nothing better to do than hang around in the computer lab after work every night.

anyhow, yah, back to the lab. i'm just noticing that around 5:30 pm all the younger people leave and old people come in. not old old people with walkers or nothing, just like 30 something or 40 something people. it's a bit werid. at first i'm thinking that it's cuz old people go to night school here but then i remember that KCC has an open system which allows anyone to walk off the streets and use the library and computer lab and stuff like that. fuck...i want those bastards to start paying some of my tuition then. and don't gimme no crap about taxes and state supported institutions. i pay taxes, i should have some say in this.

so yah, anyhow, just as i'm noticing this, this old guy sits down at a computer, turns it on, removes his sock and uses it to wipe down the monitor. i'm serious. now he's busy flirting, i mean helping this (much younger) girl use the computer because you know how hard it is to figure out those macs. funny because now that i look, i notice that girl grad with me. this is pretty funny cuz she seems to be enjoying the attention of old sock man. she was a cheerleader.

cheerleading, by the way, is NOT A SPORT! it's an exhibition of flesh as a way of holding men's attention while the REAL ATHLETES take a breather. if you're a cheerleader, i pity you. i would say you can e-mail me your nasty comments but that would require you to use the computer and we know how hard it would be for you to find the computer lab, let alone turn on the computer (darn those macs) maybe you can lift up your skirt a little and get some old man to take you there and show you how to use it. i'll be waiting.

a mo-fo update: he's put a password on his computer so i can't use his telnet and stuffs. oh well, i just hope there's no sudden hard drive crashing power surges or nothing. that'd be a shame. here's something ineteresting about mo-fo since he's pissed me off. he can only masterbate while in bed, flat on his back. this is why he keeps a large box of kleenex there. of course he says he doesn't need the kleenex because he doesn't ejaculate. he does this thing he read about somewhere which allows him to have an orgasm without ejaculating. i believe this is intended to extend sexual performance so you have time to satisfy your PARTNER (unfamiliar term to mo-fo) but i guess not messing up your sheets is another use for it, if you're that sad. for all those guys out there who do your palm workouts in bed like mo-fo, that's okie, there's nothing wrong with that, in fact, i'd like to watch. it's only wrong for mo-fo because i don't like the thought of his sorry ass staring up at his chun li banner while wanking it in the room next to me. if it wasn't such a disgusting thought, i'd like to be there when hell freezes over and mo-fo finally finds a bitch (not actually a dog because i believe he's done that already) to fuck because i bet the minute she gets her panties (or perhaps in mo-fo's case, BVDs) off he's gonna fly all his "training" out the window and cream in his shorts. then the bitch is gonna get pissed off and bail, leaving poor mo-fo a hundred bucks poorer and a virgin forever. btw, i have some pics of mo-fo with a spoon up his ass somewhere (don't ask) i'll try to find those...

for those of you out there too scared/poor/lame, etc to smoke, sleep deprivation gives you almost the same results, you just don't get the fun stuffs.

south asia calls me; it's hard being a recovering procrastinator.