Once again obeying a command from the mighty lord Beren, I started reading The Hitman. It's holding my interest, though I agree it's not as good as The Preacher. The guy who welds dead dogs to people's faces is my new hero.

I saw a collection of Preacher PVC figures at a local comic store for $30. Am I geeky enough to buy that? You bet. It has a figure of fucking ARSEFACE~! Not to mention the Saint Of All Killers. Pretty much a must-have.

This week my yearly evaluation at work brought in praise, a raise and (for the first time ever) a bonus. My score was quite high and will be nearly impossible to beat next year. I don't know though, I kinda feel like I pulled the wool over everyone's eyes again. I mean, I know I have good knowledge of my job and can bust quality work out really fast when I need to. I have that down pat. It's just that I totally lack any motivation whatsoever to even be there. I could be doing twice as good a job as I'm doing now, but I just don't care to. I'd rather sneak out of the building and go for a drive in the country and fondle strange women. Or just the regular ones.

But then, I've always been an underachiever. And I've always felt like I was lying or "getting away with something" at pretty much all times. I'm one of the most honest people I have ever met, yet I feel like the biggest liar in the world. I think both of those have something to do with my stellar childhood. But that's more than you need to know.

I need to find a job where I don't work with computers. Or have deadlines. Or come in early. Or have to show up. Or have any responsibility or accountability whatsoever. But still make ok money.

I'm not a rap fan, but Natural Born Killaz is a fucking cool song. The only thing is, when Dr. Dre says, "Feel the blast from the chocolate bomber" I can't help but picture him on the toilet.

Speaking of negro culture, a new season of Chappelle's Show is upon us! Yes! Dave is fuckin' up. Diversify y'all bonds, nigga.

I've been wanting to post a couple new reviews, but haven't had the opportunity. That's a cop-out for "I'm always either busy or or not able to give an album my full attention at the moment or I'm in the mood to listen to this other thing right now instead." After the next few weeks, work should start to thin out a little and get back to abnormal.