Author: le nerdo
A woman who doesn’t understand that some video games can’t be paused, is just as bad as a guy who doesn’t wait for a woman to cum.
~Nerdo
Monday, December 21st, 2015
Again, I awake to my mind caught somewhere between conscious and freedom. Resting between a woman who’s mind and body need healing and a cat whom total existence is to pur in my ear and poke with its tiny nails as if I was a giant tit from a kittens previous life.
A glimpse on Facebook, mixed in with the fading memories of this morning’s recent state of awareness set this post in motion.
It was the 90s. People lived as if there was somewhere else they were supposed to be, but they didn’t know how to get there. Good Sushi was as rare as good sushi is rare. The innocence of Saturday morning cartoons was all but lost, and the underground tunnels of rave culture were starting to breach the surface. Nirvana was lost just as quickly as it was found. The y2k bug hadn’t yet left our children infected to grow with their eyes locked into the palm of their hands. Media still guiding the masses through the last of the hard wired tubes. There was “still” time in the day to play outside between news cast warning parents to not let children play outside. Parks became plastic and rubber, so parent’s didn’t have to fear the scraps and bumps that they learned about in a time long ago with steel and rock. The data that was in the palm of their hands were beeps limited to what loved ones and bosses could fit into 120 characters. The technology had not yet infested our bodies to where we couldn’t turn off the regular scheduled programming. Yet we willingly gave in to the programming on their schedule. The habbit of 6 and 11 decades strong becoming abuse now at ten, and soon every hour on the hour. The offended weren’t necessarily fewer in numbers, it just wasn’t as easy letting the butthurt manifest itself into anything but basis for an off color joke by the oppression. The 90s were the last days of humanities freedom from technology and pharmaceutical. The cat continues to purrrr, I kiss my love in her sleep, and I lay my phone next to my prescriptions, thoughts spent for the moment.. I return to sleep.
Sunday, December 20th, 2015
I wouldn’t ever want to remove believers from peace that comes from “God”. I wouldn’t want to debate, and win, that they might be wrong. There is are certain luxuries that I don’t enjoy, such as being able to leave it in God’s Hands. Or feeling vindicated that the as whole who cut me off in traffic will be behind me in heaven. However, fuck the asswipe who brings pain to others in the name of …..
~Nerdo
Sunday, December 20th, 2015
Be true to yourself. Not your just consciousness, but your inner awareness that believers in God use. Maybe by believing in yourself and being true to yourself, You might find the peace of mind that other believers have in God. ~Nerdo
Saturday, December 19th, 2015
Sunday, December 13th, 2015
Today is great day for a life changing event. You could quit smoking or start smoking . ~Nerdo
Sunday, December 13th, 2015
The best financial decision a young person can make for a life time of affordability, and profitability for others is a 40 year sentence. No debt to society when you get out and you regenerate 100s of thousands for others. If You take the time to educate yourself in prison, stay relatively shank free, and brush your teeth.. retirement at the age 60 will be amazing because it’s like a teleport into the future. ~Nerdo
Sunday, December 13th, 2015
You have to stay in love. It’s the only thing I find harder to do for people then to quit cigarettes. You have to look at that person next to you in the morning and see more beauty then you did the night before. I wake up kissing or being kissed by Nina. I don’t want to kiss an other girl. I don’t wanna wake up next to an other girl. When she pisses me off, I try to take time for myself in my mind.. some me time… till I can kiss her again. You have to work to stay in love. It doesn’t just happen. We are always changing. Love changes along with you. ~Nerdo
Sunday, December 13th, 2015
How to know who your true friends are:
1) Die
2) watch who comes to your funeral
3) Find the 2 or 3 who are pissed off because everyone else is pretending that they were there for you when you were alive
4) Haunt them.
- In the mean time, do your best to be a good friend to those who are still alive. ~Nerdo
Sunday, December 13th, 2015
I feel that I’m at that moment in the game when you finished all the quest, but you must have missed something because you can’t move on to the next level. ~Nerdo
Sunday, December 13th, 2015