Alright. I know that I already posted a blog, discussing my sleeping pills, and changed my "online status" to something equivalent to "pass out time.
But, for better or for worse, the so called "nite nite" pills seem to be working more like "stoned and happy pills.... And I am just going to let that go to waste... Although being halt out of it and trying to type, on a Laptop, half prone, in bed, is a totally new and fun challenge!
Those of you who pay attention will come to realize, fairly quickly, that I love to write. I have blog accounts on MANY different sites, which offer such services, and I use them all, to one degree, or another, to express different aspects of myself and my life.
Myspace, for example, is where many of my real life friends to, so they get the real world, whining, bitching, and the whole "woe is me" thing.
Blogspot, on the other hand, tends to get my political and philosophic meanderings.
A sight that I can't recall, by name, presently, ends up getting my thoughts upon theoretical physics and science in general.
Yes, the man who types "boobies, three dozen times a day, here, on Fubar, is actually pretty well versed in such thing as string theory, the electric universe theory, and things Einsteinian in general.
It's just that boobies are way more fun.
Fubar, I think, will, in the fullness of time, get glimpses into all of the above subjects, and even a few more. After all, I can say "fuck" here and not lose my account (At least it's worked that way so far...). I understand that there are always going to be people, everywhere, who look hard to find offense in things, and I am sure I will, one day, get "flagged". But, hey, I'm an educated man and I do understand that profanity is the repose of the uneducated mind. I just happen to also believe that profanity facilitates communication in a much more effective manner, in certain circumstances. Trust me, screaming that one is about to "copulate the dickens out of you" is no match for the classic "I'm going to fuck your brains out.".
Be offended all you want. But I speak the truth.
Strangely enough my introduction to Fubar, which was then called "Cherrytap" was that a MySpace friend, who happens to be a fairly famous female porn actress, invited me here, asking if I would be kind enough to comment upon some of her NSFW pics, which MySpace does not allow.
I came, commented, and then forgot this place existed for about a year. I have tons of friends on that OTHER, aforementioned sight. And, honestly, when I blog there, I get tons of hits. It stroked my ego. It also allowed me to speak with people I know, from my neck of the woods, about arranging weekend plans, and being invited to parties and whatnot.
It served it's purpose. And, for an hour, or so, a week, it still does. I even author an obligatory blog, there, once every week, or so, just to let folks know that I am still alive and well.
But this site has really stolen my attention. There is just SO much more, here, to do. Mums, lounges, raising levels, buying fake drinks with fake money. It's all fun.
Though the buying of fake drinks is Fubankrupting my ass on a regular basis. But, still, it's all in fun.
Besides, as far as I've learned, if I just take a few pics of my penis, I'm bound to get way more fu money than I ever dreamt of having. THIS is an idea that I ponder pretty often! LOL
Ah well, now it is really time to try and sleep. In fact it's a few hours passed when I should have done so. My "job" is not physically demanding, by any stretch of the imagination. But it is stressful. And being tired, Irish, and stressed around business-folk is never a good thing.
So, goodnight to the few who read this. I will return to write more eventually!
