warm welcome y’allz (I’m in North Carolina, I get to say that now it’s kinda fun actually) to yet another exciting rendition of my homepage. this glorious cyber realm, existing in cyberspace someplace is my kick ass, super duper, super sexy personal homepage on the line. its got its share of the good stuff know what I’m saying? blehehehe all the attitude, class, chutzpah and sassa frazz you can muster, and then some! and what can you infer or expect other than all this from a classy, righteous dude from the windy city after all. we have the best people, the best restaurants, the best sports teams you name it, its in there! like Ragu. so if you’re vibing me hit CTRL + D to bookmark this bitch. otherwise: CTRL + W and be gone with ye, foolis mortallllsssss! sinister laugh ensues.
do you want to know what it is? –Morpheous
back in not that terribly long ago-go land, ancient times for some of us we used to do some wild + crazy shit, and: we didn’t overthink it, we over felt it, we wanted to, we had to b/c: we had soul, we had penache. something there’s nothing but a deficiency in/of. yeah, we overshared, we overshared: bookmarks, mp3’s, images, and even our very lives, boo hoo makes you suckerbutts all discomforted?! achievement unlocked. its not that there’s an over abundance of oversharing, there’s a clear lackage of any sharing, and a terror of it. outside of desperation for monetization. no no no, that’s not me, and that’s not what the web should be. not a content farm for a human ‘brand’ yucky poo poo. I don’t give a flying crap about influencing (social engineering really) a bunch of retarded emo kids who are wondering why they’re so bored, lonely, unloved, unliked (maybe b/c you’re rotting in some cult compound somewhere). also can’t communicate verbally on the most basic levels (scawwy). same types who had an overabundance of fake, synthetic confidence on the line. well, if that were the actual case then said beings wouldn’t be in a sad state of fake living now would they. too much fear, rejection and hate happening.