So I was back on friendster and all the women there seem mean. Back on match.com, all the women looked like they wanted a nice rich husband. Well, apparently you can go to one of those “adult dating” sites (where dating means something a bit naughtier) and they hire people to write fake emails to you until you actually join and find out that the site is full of fake pictures of women and a bunch of dumpy looking guys who might as well be hanging out with you on Friday night playing five-year-old video games on your networked computers and then watching anime with images of hot cartoon women. What I’m basically trying to say here is that if I joined that site, I could increase my fantasy life by getting fake emails that told me that women were interested in me. Until I joined, of course, and then I’d be with all the pudgy dudes smelling like sour milk or something.

So my boss at megacorp seems a bit stressed lately. I don’t think all the projects are working out and often poo rolls uphill there. Well, I better get on the ball and show some results, ’cause that’s what they like. I’m glad the results don’t include finding someone to date, because there ain’t nothing going on there. Maybe I should take my friend’s mom’s advice and start looking under rocks. 🙂

And here’s the drill pr0n for the night.