Thursday, February 27, 2003

Anyways, I am inventing my own language. I call it "Fuhuian." I've been working on the vocabulary, and have yet to do the grammar for it, but it's coming along pretty damn good. Don't laugh.
Hey! Wanna e-mail Saddam Hussein's son? Well, now you can: udaysaddamhussein@yahoo.com
Thanks, Wired News. Just try not to get arrested for treason, OK?

Wednesday, February 26, 2003

Here's a list of still-available domain names:

nothingobjectionable.com
e-belligerence.com
crackedsidewalk.com
underdogstale.com
totallybodacious.com
self-title.com
pimpingirony.com
toppledpowerline.com
downloose.com
htothehizay.com
somapimp.com
uptightisadrysugarcube.com
sinucitis.com
bikodito.com
ditobiko.com
luvduvmuvshuv.com
christiandeli.com
cartmanversusbinladen.com
carpetbombinafghanistan.com
whatismyname.com
alexcacioppo.com
extraordinairre.com
googgoogajoob.net
mmhmm.net
snotonastick.net
itsfunnywhenithappenstothem.net
blangblang.org
yocosp.org (ye old confederation of space pirates)
rate7.org

Tuesday, February 25, 2003

I should be doin' homework 'bout now. Fuck it. It can wait.
(V1)
Tell me what’s happened to the world
Seein’ that all evil has unfurled
And no bomb can right the wrong
We’ve been fightin’ this shit for far too long
No protest can stop the fireball
And it is just one against all

(Bridge)
And if only the people could see
What they’ve done (2x)

(Chorus)
So don’t tell me what the terror’s at
It’ll be all over by the time we know
A nuclear war, we can’t predict that
War battlefields covered with red snow
It’s been too long since we last invaded a country though

(Bridge #2)
Whatever, I don’t care
Just tell me where to drop the bombs
Drop the bombs

(V2)
Right the wrong
Fight fire with fire
Come on Frenchie, get along
Fuck Bush, oil-hungry liar
Puppet governments are what we make
Deceive and invade and bomb innocents
Freedom and liberty are fake
They have been our trademarks ever since
The oil fields were ours to take

(Bridge #3)
And what can be given
Can be taken away

(Chorus)
So don’t tell me what the terror’s at
It’ll all be over by the time we know
A nuclear war, we can’t predict that
War battlefields covered with red snow
It’s been too long since we last invaded a country though
(2x)

(V3)


It's not finished, as you can see, and I haven't been able to come up with any rhythm or anything like that for it yet. Whatever.
Tuesday. I hate Tuesdays. I wrote this song a few days ago. I could post it. I think I will.