Boo to Death Cab lyrics

I hate it when people use "I Will Follow You Into the Dark" lyrics. You aren't dying. Your friends aren't dead. You aren't dying soon after your friends die. We are in our 20s and, provided there are no accidents soon (like the JSlums caving in), we have a good deal of time left.


And why does Pablo T. Fish poop so much?

Note to self:

If you become an evil villain, never keep barrels of explosive chemicals lying around your secret base. They'll always end up blowing up at the least convenient of times.

Dreams

I want one day to go just like this.

Anew

I've decided that I need to write a lot more in this blog. One of my now not-so-secret goals is to write a novel of some sort. The idea of writing that much, about one idea that comes nearly entirely from my head, is tantalizing. I've written five, ten and twenty page reports, but writing 100 [Word document pages, which would probably be like 250 normal pages] is mind-numbingly large and a real accomplishment. I have no desire to publish this future book, but who knows? Maybe if someone likes it enough, I'll try, but I'm not a very good writer. Anyway, write, write, write away:

I've decided that, no matter how lonely I may be when I'm older, I will never join a dating service of any kind. The idea behind couple matching Web sites like eHarmony doesn't make any sense. They match the lonely on preferences such as political affiliations, favorite activities, music choice, personal habits, etc. The problem there lies in the fact that, when two people fall in love, issues like personal habits and political affiliations [unless extreme] are exactly what people will concede in the name of love. I've rarely shared any activity interest, hobbies or musical taste with a girl before we began dating [though as the dating progresses, you begin to pick up each other's tastes]. I doubt any girl was ever looking for the "James Bond obsessed" or simply "dork" when they met me. In fact, intersections of interest are usually just conversation starters. You can just easily start a conversation at a bar [about drinking], at work [about work] or the gym [about triceps].

The beginnings of interest and, eventually, love all come down to whether the two people "click" or not. How much they talk, how much they laugh and how much they smile. These are things you can rarely tell in five minute sessions during dating seminars and never online [clicking the "funny" option for describing yourself does not count]. The only thing I can give the in-person dating services is that it forces a man who lacks in the female interaction category to actually talk to the opposite sex [or same sex, whatever the preference of interaction].

And as for now, while my two roommates both frolic with their respective lovers, I am content with the single life. For awhile at the beginning the semester, I was alone and slightly sad. Those feelings are gone now, replaced with complacency of the single life. I am not set on dating someone immediate, nor am I sticking with being on my own no matter what. Just, whatever happens, happens.

Plus, I am QUITE retired from randomness.

It's that time of the year

For some people, the holidays mean family, presents, food, parades, etc. To me, it means James Bond fests on SpikeTV. Joy!

T-minus 12 days till Casino Royale.

Wait till next year

Hey guys,
We didn't win the Chipotle contest but I just want to thank every who checked it out. I hope you enjoyed it and I appreciate all the feedback I got. Thanks!
-Joe

CHECK IT OUT!

I need everyone to check out the commercial I made with a partner for Chipotle! It's you youtube and, hopefully, you'll enjoy it. Spread the word around to all your friends because the more people who watch it, the better chance I have of winning!

CHECK IT OUT

In case that doesn't work, here is the URL:

http://youtube.com/watch?v=yMZYY2V6zeg

CHEERS!