If I worked at Apple, I’d hire you right here, right now.

Damn, his kid is a writer too?

Eh, he’s a millionaire. Must be something to it. He’s 68 now and has started selling his stuff off. The new owners have been calling me for months because I’m the only person who knows how to deal with it other than him.

He truly is a genius. Like anyone else, he has his flaws, but I’m telling you, he’s brilliant and his work is brilliant.

In all of the years he has ran his businesses he never called an outsider in. He learned to program machines that people are paid hundreds of dollars an hour to program and repair despite being functionally illiterate. I’d say there’s virtue in his work.

On top of all of that, has taken care of his employees. He isn’t perfect, but if someone works for him and their car breaks down, it gets repaired on his account. If it can’t be repaired, he goes to a car auction and buys them a car on his own time after inspecting it from top to bottom to make sure it’s good enough.

I’ve had my problems with him AND his work over the years, but overall I definitely think that his skill is the virtue that I think it is. I envy him, in a positive way.

Don’t work when you smoke weed.

I rarely smoke it (haven’t in at least 4 years), but when I do and sex happens, I can’t breathe and I end up totally stopped up for at least an hour.

I have allergies too though.

Me too. Allergies can kiss my nuts. I get a break like once every 6 months or so.

Lucky you. It’s my goddamn chair and door haha.

I might actual get mines legally changed.

Damn. Beautiful!

Good for your. Pat yourself on the back and feed your ego.

They need to eat, after all.

Well, that’s on you. You’re allowing yourself to be upset over such a small thing and missing (I feel) a very valuable point.

That’s your ego, like it or not.

Ehhhh, I dawnt reely no if it matters to much. Wut reely matters is that a purson can bee under stood. Thats the point of langwege.

I no a man hoo rites like this and calls PayPal pay pow, but he is a numbers jeenyus hoo duz complex calculashins n his hed like yoo hav nevur seen.

He can’t spell his damn name to save his life, but he’s a genius in ways that constantly blow me away. He draws complex diagrams by hand of every system he builds by hand. If anyone were ever to work behind him on something they’re very familiar with, they’d have to tear it all down and rebuild it because he just invents his own way as he goes. He has no real education either. I can’t imagine what kind of powerhouse he could be if he’d ever been afforded a chance to really learn.

I’d trade my abilities with written language for his skills any day.

Yeah, that made my brain short out for a second. :p

I have FO76 but I’ve never played past the intro.

I really hope they put out actual games eventually.

I was so excited for 76 because it takes place where I live. I’m still going to play it. Apparently it isn’t that bad these days. I just wish it had been an actual fallout game.

What if a poor woman is on her pee rod and cancels in anger before we put her on the phone with our best beggar?

She’ll need to sign right back up the next week when her pee rod anger is gone.

Think of the poor woman.

And what about dudes? No get laid for a month and start getting cranky. What if been kicked in the nuts and cancel in anger?

Think of the poor shattered test tickle.

Be consumer friendly, please. Think of the children with no inner net bcuz cancel was too easy for drunk parents.

Think of the poor child.

I remember when you didn’t have to type carefully in the comments.

I had my comments removed over and over again on a video about Kurt Cobain recently. I had to type something like, “When he decided to take a vacation away from the planet earth with a traditional 20th century raygun that fired ammunition meant for birds rather than rays or lasers meant for people and space aliens.”

Meanwhile, “the Jews control all information and have space lasers and and and they put chemicals in the water that turn the frogs gay” and the like doesn’t get removed.

What a world.

Yeah that describes me pretty well, but I’m not bummed. I mean, not really.

I don’t know. I could use therapy, but I must not have been honest enough because through my drug rehab program I was in therapy and they decided that I didn’t need it any more. They said that if I felt like I did, I could tell them, but I always want to just grab my meds, joke with the doctor, and get out of there.

I don’t know. If I am depressed I’m surviving. I wasn’t surviving before. I was just paralyzed and waiting for death. I felt like a living thing though without having to think about it, but I didn’t want to be a living thing. Now I do, and my life is objectively a mess but I’m doing better than I ever have, so it’s hard to say I’m depressed when I’m doing better than ever.

Life is a challenge, and that sucks because so far for me, it has flown by.

Eh, maybe I am depressed. I was miserable when I was younger though and I’ll take what I have now any day haha.

I appreciate that.

Thank you for listening to it, and definitely thank you for adding it to your library.

That’s actually how I heard of Elliott Smith. I put a couple songs on mp3.com when I was a teenager and several people compared me to him. I listened and I’ve been hooked since. It’s funny, because after I listened to him his influence poured into everything I did after.

Seriously thank you for listening. For fun, here’s one of my favorites that I ever did. Hope you like it too. I was probably 22 when I did this one.

https://mega.nz/file/E00nzD7C#DGOB4O51EalvIREhqAepIe98jvrVIeagR8jcPbmNGgk

And now I’ve shared two. :)

I just wish I had the desire to make friends or keep them. Every step we take in this world requires other people, and yet the most exhausting thing in this world to me is company. I can’t have a career of any kind because the whole idea of doing a social dance makes me want to vomit. It just isn’t in me.

I’m not depressed, at least I don’t think I am. I don’t really feel sad.

I always wanted to be a musician and I recorded a lot of songs when I was younger. I got pretty good at it even, and then I just stopped one day because I stopped feeling sad. I never shared any of it really. I still play, I just don’t take it seriously or write any more. I want to, because I put so much of myself into it. When I listen to a record I love, all I can do after is dream about making something that someone would love that much, but even if I did I’d never put it out there.

I don’t even know why I typed this out. Your comment just opened me up I guess.

Fuck it. Here’s one of those songs I wrote a thousand years ago.

https://mega.nz/file/c0lkyZiT#MrSCD8ZCK_W5QmU5hekJrhhP-J3tGKUHvpAR748MQ10

There, now I’ve shared one.

:p yoooooou! What are you doing here?