Just some things...

Well, I guess, a first impression, is the most important mark, you can make on someone. Honestly? I really don't care. If I don't like someone; they will find out about it. But, Jesus, what a way to start your first blogg. Hehe, Jesus, I called one of my 3 Dogs that in Dragon Age: Origins. Haha, and here starts me ranting about my current obsession. Yes, it's this new game by BioWare. And, it's epic. I'm so obsessed by it, I've even made my display name after a sect of the Elven species. Sad, right? Right. But, honestly, I don't care. I love that game. It's awesome. But, wow. I've strayed from the point. Anyway. I guess, since this is my first blogg post, I should introduce myself. Josh's my name. And if I had to describe myself in two words. It'd be. Pessimistic Cynic. Wonderful, eh? But, oh so true. I frequently get labelled "emo" by fools, and idiots, for my long hair, and dark outlook on the world. But, I say, screw them. Idiots. But, I honestly have no idea where this post is heading. I just type, and my head spews these things. It's crazy. I was offered help. I refused it. Hehehehehehe. Mostly, 'cause he won't care, all he wants is money to line his pockets.

Which leads onto something else. Money. I got a strange Christmas present this year. A green elf hat, (it's here I point out, how Christmas has destroyed Elves. Elves rock. >:|), with "7UP", written on it. I think my mother was trying to be satirical, as she is well aware of my dislike of Capitalism. Yes, I'm a Socialist, don't go all McCarthy on me. But, back on the ball here. It made me realise, how commercialised Christmas has become. Not that I should care. Being an Athiest and all. But, this somehow connects me to Ryan. My friend. He claims to be a Zen Buddhist, but, does nothing that would make someone believe so. But, frankly, that's OK. He's awesome at guitar. Which, makes it all better. Yes, it does.

I finish with this phrase, which sums up half of the last paragraph.

If organized religion is the opium of the masses, then disorganized religion is the marijuana of the lunatic fringe.

And with that. Peace and Anarchy.