Why? Why??? WHY????????? Fucking WHYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!

Lunchtime, kids!!!!

Lunchtime, kids!!!!

Wow!! Captain Picard is suited up!

Look. Enough of this leveraging techno fear shit! It was fine just to stick your finger in a light socket to test it. A dinner knife in an outlet was also very handy!!! Or, a darning needle! Us kids made good testers!!!!

Look. Enough of this leveraging techno fear shit! It was fine just to stick your finger in a light socket to test…

That would get rid of the notch, too, no?

I can’t help it. I ALWAYS cheer for HAL.

For who? Caesar?

I prepare for GOOD WALLPAPER!!

The useless bitch.

The damndest thing about psychics, no pun meant, is that they can’t make themselves rich, they can’t forecast their own undoing, yet the crazy dummies of the world keep going back to them for tips from the beyond.

I thought they put them on meth in order to keep up their vigor.

That’s some kind of extreme olympic training for the sex trade. But wtf.

What’s up with that neck of hers, and that fucked up smile.

I observe World Backup Day just about every single 8888ing day. Nothing special about it, only that it gets done.

I observe World Backup Day just about every single 8888ing day. Nothing special about it, only that it gets done.

“...In my book, anything the company provides...”

Damn. I’ve been looking for your book online— Anything The Company Provides. I can’t bloody well find it!! What gives????

SOS

She looks like a corpse. Wtf is that? The cold facial angles and expression. A cruel-clown look.

As a matter of fact, I wish there were a software skin to apply to Winamp or AIMP, with that kind of look. There are ones that are vaguely similar, but not close enough.

Looks good, too.

I really DO like that radio. When I was a small kid, I had something similar. I just loved those table radios, still do. <weaps for what is lost>