To Be: The story of tonsolitis.

As my inner throat runs into strangle I feel inspired as if death was around the corner. Although I know it lurks it does not consume me in the slightest. Instead I feel compelled to open another packet of tobacco rocks and begin to chew.

As the initial drag of repent sinks my focus is almost completely lost.

Facebook: A relative anomaly was having the device only acceptable by college students at the point of origination. CIA developed? I doubt it. Nevertheless with its continued and current evolution I find it hard to deter and more and more addicted. A sickness. Deactivation has crossed the line but to return again is to simple. Then again, then again a selfless debate with thyself, have we touched a nerve? Preponerence of evidence, I am brainwashed. Not to mention viral news and streaming video. I am getting sidetracked so I will return with the O.T. - a novella written by Ankur C. Misra

Testing the waters...Salute to ninjavideo.net !

I sometimes get addicted to things on the computer, and the growth of the internet has transformed addiction into well life as it may be. Texts, to facebook, to blogs, then the almighty NINJA. Seems to be that pot may induce some of my behavior, although its more seldom, but definitely for shows like lost, but we cant forget about the gaming trap that i also cant seem to shake every once in a while. The S-Video hook up, brand new movies, oscars on DVD bingo!, although that may be for a different time and place, for me its always been this damned computer : )

Ninja is hands down the best site on the net, and I thank you for having me, and to the people that make this shit happen, Salute to you!

I beileve the semi-insipering wall of text helps me to realize paragraphs are good sometimes, but then again short blurbs are priceless. Information aquisation at its finest, then again content trumps. Am i really debating myself or embracing you...Ninja calls...

Somewhere along the line..

Something happened in my transgression, some incident that i cannot put my finger on. But nevertheless I know that their is dark secret in my head, probably more then one....
However it is not yet programmed as failure but still, laughably!, as just a part of my past, recent, long term, life accomplishments? Another speculation I am not yet ready to make.

Somewhere along the line, speech became tired some, reading became skimming and typing even became sloppy.

I will try to rise from this deep hole I am in, but am I yet motivated?

I ask for signs and sometimes I even get them, then some very seldom times I act on them, but more often I revert into the same madness.

I do have to help myself, by discipline, but I never believed in that.

lying awake

As seldom as it always is, its inevitable.

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I am branching out into a multi e-mailed stream of anonymity just to satisfy the void of certain dullness; perhaps mixed with 2 shots of penguin stew.

mosley after winning title fight tonight - "i told you im from california. I'm probably half mexican, because ive been out here in california for so long. 'he's an l.a guy' i'm an l.a guy."

test under review.