Let Sleeping Dogs Lie -- a poem by YouTube Auto Caption

Let sleeping dogs lie.
I say, you know,
and you know, let sleeping dogs. And referring to touch him.

Now let me refresh your memory
for Russians,
that's right
Russians. For recipes communists continuity this
well. Now you remember.

Well the also remember how a few years ago all we ever talked about was how the Russians
would take over the world.

However a household with the running by communists and that filthy communism,
well you know we fear the Russians back in them days, and for good reasons to an ally
of areas.

Russia.
They've got no money
Russia, they've got brown lot I said yes and what I said.
Does he get it?
Am I the only one that gets it?
Sure!

I mean it's an attitude--I--communism has a right to exist.
Awaiting the moment ago about a lot of freedom to the ballot democracy.

Well I know what you're thinking.
You thinking this can see some
right wing paramilitary action. Every available opportunity is live at the end of the day.
Of the bible or maybe that's true but I never did any harm.

All I'm saying is that a few years ago people used to listen to me
I think.
Listen in:
The Russians, they contracted of the world again. Of the forget that for one second my friend.
Russell find itself.
The lining up for toilet paper in some godless well.

There's one more thing I'd like to say:
Delegates.
I forgot about them in jail.
Well this is what they want us to do. That's right!
The Russian communists
make a living
that's . . .

Some people say to me that seeking out so. I say to them, for and
Cigna they eventually wake up.
That you out that sort of democracy.
Do you think I don't know what you're up to russia?
Don't think I'm not aware of the fact that Ed McDonough much. And I say it,

I am shocked.
Yeah.
Nineteen.
Andrea.
Well, yeah!

Why I Committed Twittercide

I just couldn't handle it anymore. I had no choice but to off myself. It's a serious subject, and I shouldn't make fun, but in a way I have no other viable choice. It's either laugh or cry, and I am just so tired of crying.

So last week was really rough in my life--hard at work, hard at home, worst of all possible worlds. By the time Saturday rolled around, I was done with stress. I just wanted to stay home, put my feet up, maybe get a little sex from my man. None of that looked like it was going to happen, so I flipped. I tweeted some things that could have sounded a little suicidal.

Am I really suicidal? That's a complicated question. I don't think I am legitimately going to kill myself. I don't really want to die. I just want some of the horrible feelings to die sometimes. I really do understand the difference.

I knew what I was tweeting at the time and I knew there was a chance that some who read my tweets could become alarmed. In retrospect, I feel like an inconsiderate little douche. Still, the twittercide did, in a sense, provide me with the catharsis that seemed to have shocked me, at least for now, out the funk I was in.

I've never really thought of myself as a drama whore, but my behavior recently should probably make me reconsider my own self-perception.

If you followed me before and you no longer wish to follow me, rest assured I understand and I do not think worse of you. For those who do choose to follow me this time around, I thank you for hanging around.

Tweet ya' later.

Sextortion in Suburbia

What happens when a horny high school gay boy poses as a cute girl on the internet and tricks a bunch of his classmates into sending him naked pictures of themselves and then uses the pictures to blackmail them into having sex with him?

GQ has all the answers.

Suffice it to say, it is a good thing I didn't have the internet when I was a horny high school gay boy.

Jam of the Week

Fuck Ryan Seacrest

I'm all for people making a decent living. And, I know that Fox Television and the producers of American Idol make a mint off of the highly rated television show. But why, why, WHY does Ryan Seacrest get $45 million for the next three seasons of Idol? It's not even his only job! And he doesn't do it all year long.

Am I jealous? Of course I am. But the fact is, I work my ass off all year long for less than 1 tenth of 1 percent of what he makes for working a summer job.

So fuck Ryan Seacrest, fuck American Idol, fuck the whole god damned capitalist system that creates massive amounts of wealth for a few lucky chosen people, while leaving the vast majority of hard working people to scrape together whatever pathetic living they can.

And fuck Simon Cowell too, because he is an asshole no matter what his salary is.

The Hardest Part Of Any Workout Routine

I started my current work out regimine a week ago today. I've probably been at it a little too hard (5 miles a day on the stationary bike, plus some pretty strenuous upper-body and abdominal work).

None of that has been particularly difficult to keep up with, but today begins the toughest element of my plan: the off day.

I know, or I have read, that the body needs time to recover if you are going to experience any real results, so the off day is as important as any other in a regimine. But when I am working out, I feel like I am doing something that helps me make progress toward a goal. When I am not working out, I feel like I am wasting time. Worse than that, when I have gone a day or two without working out in the past, it has usually resulted in me falling off the fitness wagon altogether.

I want to stay focused, stick with my plan, and achieve results. I am taking the day off from working my muscles. I just hope I can pick back up tomorrow and carry on with the plan.