I’m one lazy fuck. I need to get the fuck outta my house and do something with my life (if I can even call it that).

I need to find something to do, like a… what are those things called… oh, right! A job. So does anyone know what kind of job I should take? Ya know, I should go to college too. What should I go for?

Fuck. Trying to be independent is rough.

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The dinner my mom made reminded me of something served at a school cafeteria. I didn’t have the heart to tell her.

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Oh, Star Trek, how I love thee. Nothing better than watching it all day everyday until there are no more episodes to watch and watch the next Star Trek series. Oh, and eat cookies. (:

I love you, Data. I wanna have pretty little android babies with you. ♥

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Day 3 of the Quest for the Tolerable Tumblr Theme. This is fucking ridiculous… I want a theme that doesn’t suck nuts but also looks exactly like I want it to. I’m sure you’re thinking, “Damn, Mojo! Stop your frakkin bellyaching! Pick a damn theme or make your own! You can make it brown, like the shit you’re full of! AHAHAHA!” Because that is the most logical response. Creating my own has crossed my mind, but then I remembered I don’t have the patience or ambition to do something that will probably frustrate the shittles out of me. So my journey continues, hoping one day I can gaze upon my blog and think, “Well… I can bear with this, it’s only a kinda fugly.”

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Mojo now has a grand spankin’ total of (drum roll, please) SIX FOLLOWERS! I want thank my fans and the academy. But above all, I want to thank the internet, without it I’d have zero followers and a life. This is the happiest day of my life.

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Laundry is the lazy person’s chore. To be more specific: my preferred chore. I’m an extremely lazy person. I spend most of my time in my room watching Netflix, cruising around on stumbleupon.com, and daydreaming if I’m not asleep. My mother, who is a very patient woman, will pop her head in my cave and dart her eyes around signaling that I need to clean up my shit. After 19 years of living with her, I found a full proof plan to exerting as little energy as possible and make it look like I’m being productive. I’ll ignore my mother’s demands for a couple of weeks, allowing my dirty clothes to pile up. When I see she’s about to blow her hairspray coated top, I tell her that I’m going to do the laundry. She smiles happily and walks away believing she had finally gotten through to me. The laundry will take all day, but the manual labor I have to do is short and simple giving me plenty of time to do other things, like watching every episode of Doctor Who or… burning things. A washer and dryer is truly a blessing for the lackadaisical slug.

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I heard that tonight around 6:20ishPM there will be an asteroid passing by the planet. It’s supposed to get closer than the moon to Earth. I’m curious if I’ll be able to see it. I don’t have a telescope or anything so it’s unlikely. I think it should be named. All the numbers and letters it’s given seems a little degrading for a giant hunk of rock that could easily make us the next dinosaurs. Something like… The Roid or Assy the Asteroid. Humans are such fragile, squishy creatures; it’s got to be pure luck that we are still alive. Our planet is the only known planet with living organisms on it. There are millions upon millions of ways for us to die, including disease, malnutrition, cancer, and accidents. And if something or someone doesn’t kill us, we will find a way to kill ourselves. However, today we can all breathe a sigh of relief because even though death is hovering around us like flies on a cow patty, today we won’t be floating down the River Styx due to the destructively sweet kiss of Assy the Asteroid.

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My mom declared a family meeting the other day… yeah. We all know how that goes. It’s always more of a lecture than a meeting. Lucky for me, my older brother recently moved back in with us putting the target on his head. Travis comes off as a sort of grumpy old man. He can rant for hours about how he hates the army, the government is fucked up, and how everyone is a mindless drown to the media. Personally, I love it when he gets all hyped up about things and his face turns red and his words start to blend together. I agree with him for the most part, he just takes these things more personally than I do. For someone like my mom, it’s hard to see past the roughness to the nice guy deep down. He’s not angry at the world, he just doesn’t like it. My mom tends to take his rash comments to heart leading her to the belief that Travis hates his family and is deeply depressed. On the contrary, I’m fairly certain that he loves our family. She confuses his eagerness to live on his own as a scheme to escape her. I totally understand how he feels. He wants to feel like he’s his own person. Being a 22 year old man living with his parents does not sit well with him. He told us that he plans on getting his own place in three months. I’m not totally sure he will be able to do it, but a thought occurred to me: maybe Travis and I could move into a place together. That way we could split the cost and we would both feel more like the adults we are. I haven’t talked to him about it. I’m actually kind of afraid of what he will say. I know he doesn’t dislike me, but I’m not positive he’d be cool with living with his little sister.

Oh well… I guess we’ll see.

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Originally I thought Sgt Frog would be just some sort of generic kiddy anime. When people told me that it was amazing, I felt skeptical. I discovered it on Netflix and thought it would be something I could watch with my 6 year old brother (for I had found myself in a pickle by watching anime on the family TV with ratings no lower than TV-MA… oopsie). So we started watching it and we both fell head over frog in love with it. He enjoyed Keroro’s silly shenanigans and I appreciated all the parodies and references. Oh and episode titles, those are great. The characters are so fun and whimsical, I just can’t get enough. It left its mark on my brother and I. I can no longer click a mouse or push a button without uttering the word “clicky.” I find my little brother doing his best maniacal Kululu laugh every time I catch him doing something mischievous. I’m a little sad now that I only have a couple more episodes until I’ve finished all the ones available on Netflix. Even so I’m so glad I gave it a chance because now it is officially one of my all-time favorite animes.

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i think if the people who cooked at chinese resurants really served cat, i’d be okay with that. i’m not saying i hate cats and want to devour them until there isn’t a feline left on earth though. actually i rather like cats, i have 2 of my own. there are lots of unconventional meats i’d like to try. for example, shark or dog or horse or even human. however i heard cannibals contract some sort of desease from eating people… maybe i’ll pass on it then.

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