actuality.log

In case you’re wondering, I’m updating the journal a lot more frequently of late because it’s finally dawned upon me that I can type these entries out on the bus on my way to and from work. Whee!
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Would the pedophile in you like to see a little middle-eastern boy masturbate? What if he was jacking-off to incestuous thoughts of his ugly sister?
Would the pervert in you like to […]

I’m uncertain if this stems from something primal—like a hunting instinct instilled deep within—but I noticed something earlier today that startled me. Perhaps the fact that I hadn’t realised it earlier was the source of my surprise, but that doesn’t matter.
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If you’re American, I’m going to insist that you take a couple of hours from your busy life and see Michael Moore’s brilliantly-realised new documentary, Sicko.
And then pack your bags for […]

I know I don’t have a right to, and it’s not technically their fault, but I’ve begun to get more and more irritated by my parents of late. I’m not certain where this is stemming from exactly, but I’m sure it has something […]

It doesn’t happen often. In fact, I only recall it ever happening one other time in my life; when it got me into hot water.
I’m talking about a circumstance where you’re […]

For every little boy growing up, learning to shave is a special father-son bonding moment.
One that I don’t recall having.
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As surprising as it sounds, I’ve been paying attention to what the numerous presidential candidates have been saying recently. This is surprising not only because I’m usually of the opinion that politics is balderdash and the elections under discussion are well over a […]

Hot on the heels of the previous release, we have one more! This time, things are fully scaled to the font size on the page. (Try it, if you’re using Firefox, for instance, use control+ and control- to see how the theme responds.)
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