Current mood:	apathetic
Current music:	Yo Mama - Butterfingers

And the wagon rolls on...
Hello Technology.

It is approximately ten minutes past eleven at night, and rather than my usual Friday night exploits I find myself at home alone discovering what on earth a "LiveJournal" is. My neanderthal brain is finding this whole experience a little stressful, so you will have to forgive if I have made some lj faux pas already.

Frankly, I don't really care. It's in my nature to be a faux pas. Or perhaps just use that word liberally. I am not sure.

Hmm, as a first post, this entry does seem particularly dour. Then that is perfect, as it duplicates reality succinctly. I am terribly sorry if the language does seem a little florid, but yet again, it is in my nature to say a lot of words when only one is required. Allow me to translate:

My life is about as exciting as watching grass grow.

Although some botanists may find particular joy in watching grass grow, let us just imagine that it is particularly boring grass. Especially to botanists. Cows may find the grass interesting, but then again, cows are boring and stupid.

Which brings me to my most beloved of subjects. Stupidity. I am of an idea that the world is actually a stupid factory for the rest of the universe - it would explain a lot. Parallel parking. Gambling machines with credit card access. Politicians. The list goes on.

And will go on, particularly in this journal. So welcome to the Stupid Factory. I hope your stay is well and by the way, do check out our highly exciting grass-growing attraction. Recommended by botanists and cows worldwide.