Considering how big Canada is and how scarcely populated the country is how come they need to ship their garbage here? Is there any reason why they can’t build some regional dump(s) somewhere out in the middle of nowhere?

Is there any such thing as a liberal Republican? How about a publicly known atheist or agnostic politician?

Why do some people act like I’m so out there? I find most people I come across or meet to be rather homogeneous and kind of predictable to be honest. I’ll admit that sometimes even I don’t know what I’m going to say or do until I’m put in a situation. Sometimes I wonder if I’m really that difficult to read and understand or are most people just too lazy, stupid, and nonintuitive to understand the clues I’ve given them? I could write an everything you will ever need to know about me manual and I still don’t think some people would have a clue. I feel like a fucking alien at times. Is being loved and understood asking too much or what?

In all seriousness, no matter what any of you think or believe there is a part of me that honestly believes and sees me as sweet and innocent.

I need to name more of the voices in my head.

Why do women always assume that a man is insecure if his woman’s flirting bothers him? It could be said that a woman who needs attention and/or validation from a bunch of niggas she doesn’t know (and supposedly doesn’t even care about) to feel attractive or good about herself is truly the insecure one. But what the fuck do I know, I’m just a male. Some of you act like hot in the ass hoes but we have the problem. Fuck you. Your style of “flirting” could be inappropriate but if I’m secure enough to open myself up and communicate to you that your flirting bothers me, hurts me, makes me feel disrespected, or whatever then I’m insecure or worse yet controlling. Can I have something to drink with that pabulum you’re trying to feed me? If you can flirt without sharing any intimacy, physical contact, acting inappropriately, or disrespectful more power to you. The problem is that most of you complaining about this don’t or can’t do that and are oblivious, insensitive, or otherwise in denial to the part you play. If you can’t do it in my face without it being disrespctful then chances are I’m still going to find it disrespectful when you do it behind my back. Would it be any different for you? Again, what do I know I’m just a man.

I have a headache.

I feel empty inside.

Part of me wants to reach out to anyone or anything that will make the emptiness go away even if it’s just for a little while. Part of me wants to be able to retreat into myself like I could when I was a child and just block out the world and everyone in it…forever. I miss having that ability. Days like this make me wish I was more of a drinker. Well, I suppose it’s never too late to start and become one.

I feel like playing with my gun.

I wonder if Blogger Beta is ready for prime time yet? Not that I plan to use it very long. I’m pretty sure I want to use WordPress on a hosted site. So far I’m thinking of using Go Daddy (http://www NULL.godaddy NULL.com/), DreamHost (http://www NULL.dreamhost NULL.com/), or 1and1 (http://www NULL.1and1 NULL.com/). If anyone knows anything about any of those hosts or have other recommendations then I welcome your opinions, warnings, and experiences about any or all of them. For the moment I just want to use it to host my blog, maybe in the future I might want to do a family website or something. Also if anyone knows anything about registering domain names and has any advice or info then please hit me up too. I hope to start 2007 off with my blog somewhere other than Blogger. So I guess I finally need to start doing some research.

I don’t like being the first person to comment on some people’s blogs.

I need to do laundry.

I wish something good was playing at the movies.

Finally started listening to Justin Timberlake’s CD. So far I’m not feeling it. Besides me hating chicks who use the phrase, “I’m bringing sexy back”, check out the end of this post (http://freakytopia NULL.net/2006/10/06/fuck-it-friday-12/) to see why, I’m soooo not feeling the music I’ve heard so far. I don’t know how to describe it but that whole electronicy sounding music just irks the fuck out of me.

We need to take a family portrait before the holidays. If I start bugging them now then maybe it’ll actually happen before then. Then again I don’t even know if I should bother.

I want to go to the cider mill. We used to go there as kids and I remember looking forward to it every fall. I’ve been thinking about going there every year for some time now but I never seem to get there. Freshly made apple cider and hot cinnamon donuts sound great. Of course, I was recently reminded of all of the bees that like to make pests of themselves at the mill so I don’t know.

Sunday the heavy footed asshole upstairs woke me from a sound sleep stomping around at 5:45 am. I tried to stay half asleep while finding something to throw at the ceiling to tell the inconsiderate and socially retarder bastard to sit the fuck down! I almost woke up completely but somehow I managed to go back to sleep. On Monday this dumbass starts walking around at about 4:30 am. Do you know how badly I want to drive metal stakes through his feet or do an Annie Wilkes (Kathy Bates’ character from Misery) and break shatter his ankles?

The assholes handling me student loans are stomping on my last fucking nerve. Why do those numbnuts keep acting like they’re not receiving my mail. I even faxed those bastards and I still haven’t heard shit from them. It should not take two months for them to send me what I need.

I was playing around with Paint Shop Pro last night finally figuring out how to do things I would’ve known two years ago if I had actually read the damn manual. Problem is the manual is about as thick as some textbooks I’ve had and I just didn’t feel like being bothered with it. I also think that I’m bright enough not to have to be bothered to read manuals unless it’s for a new toy that I’m just enamored with. Maybe over the weekend I’ll look around for an upgrade of it. Now, I just have to decide where if anyplace do I want to put my new pics up at. I joked with someone that I was going to break one of my Blogger dictums and actually post pictures of me on Blogger. Of course this would only occur for exactly 11 minutes and 30 seconds and very late at night. Gotta love knowing the traffic pattern of my blog. LOL!

I can’t believe Zora actually used that fictitious name I made up for yesterday’s post as a nickname. If I hadn’t checked her page earlier then I would’ve missed the first name she gave me. Oh yeah, I saw it and you can never, ever take it back. LOL!

Flavor of love this week was pretty good. I don’t if it’s just how they edited the show but New York was straight up channeling her mom. Besides that nice little body and letting Flav hit she wasn’t displaying too many redeeming qualities. I’m glad Delishis won. It also sets up the Flavorette of Love or whatever it is VH-1 ultimately decides to call New York’s spin-off show. Anyone notice how they actually gave away who the winner was during the show? They did. If you watch the show with closed captioning on about 64 minutes into the show, when they did the teaser with Flav picking the winner, it revealed the winner. If you were just watching tv without the captions Flav said, “Your time is up” and then went to commercial. If you were watching with the captions the caption said, “Your time is up New York.”

Flav and New York had a straight up meltdown. They were fighting like scorned lovers. I had to rewind and pause my TiVo when New York lifted up her dress and showed Flav her ass. Those were some cute panties babygirl had on. I wonder if they show all the nudity and stuff on the dvds. If they do I’ll buy it, if not then I’m straight.