TOTALLY CONFUSED
Have you ever gotten to that point where you have absolutely nothing to do? Good. So have I. The product of those times? This very website of mine. But who really cares. This page may amount to about as much value as the rest of my site. I will just add more pointless crap as I go. No page really has a theme...sorta. It is just me being "type-happy"...creating things of beauty and wonder that are retarded in their own forms.
"If you stop to think about it, you'll have to admit that all the stories in the world consist essentially of twenty-six letters. The letters are always the same, only the arrangement varies. From letters words are formed, from words sentences, from sentences chapters, and from chapters stories." -Argax, from The Never-Ending Story
According to that theological statement, my website has just about as much value as any other one made with English as the main language: they have the same letters, probably tons of the same words, similar phrasing, and other stuff like that. But you have never cared about such things and may never will. So my website will do absolutely nothing for you...unless you want to read rantings of a maniac such as myself on days that he has no life except to sit and type until his fingers get tired or he has to go to the bathroom or eat or anywhere else his social life (HA) takes him.
I could also make the point of this site to just cut myself down...making fun of myself and calling myself a geek and a moron and a retard and a ranting maniac and other such names. ...But I would never do such a thing!
Have you ever had an urge to create an aim or goal for your life, beginning somewhere but ending in a totally different place? -Random Theological Statement by Me
But whatever you have to send to me...any input or ideas for my stupid website, please e-mail me. Those that I really think could actually add any real good input should already have my e-mail. If you think you are one of those people, but you don't know my e-mail address, just e-mail me and ask me for it.
Well, now that I never contradict myself (only rarely), I think it is time to end this page.
When time reaches its end, I will still be stuck in this eternal equilibrium. -Me
2003 (c) Retarded Farris