Damned In Blue

Just wanted to spend my precious waning moments of 2010 by squeezing some words into this blog. Can't sleep and don't want to sleep, so what the hell. Correction from my previous post: the title of the entry should have been The Year That Should Not Be , since I threw in the Metallica reference in order to appease the metal readership of this blog, which is basically less than none. Goddamn idiot, I am. Okay, now onto regular programming. CHANGE Throughout the year, I've spent more than half my time sitting in front of the computer and dedicating my life to the cyberworld, especially since I'm currently working in a job that taught me to be passionate about making cold-blooded cash off the Internet. At times, I did enjoy learning new things that helped me rake up revenue for my client sites. Most importantly, this knowledge would soon lead me to make money from enticing advertisers to and marketing my own websites, if ever I would have one. A co-worker told his inspirin...

Pardon the Metallica reference on the title off their seminal album Master of Puppets , but after having passed on opportunities to at least post relevant entries on this unfortunate blog, I owe myself the privilege of writing about the year filled with hope and promise, only to fall flat on expectations and uninspired effort, and rebound to a renewed sense of optimism for the coming year. And yes, it's a run-on sentence. DISCLAIMER: Let it be know that this brain diarrhea turned into fruitless words may contain obscure references, inside jokes, stupid one-liners, and just private shit that will most likely alienate you, the reader. However, please understand that I deserve this, having been silent for almost the entire 12 months. 2010, for the lack of better words or a phrase, kinda sucked massive donkey balls. It started out promising, as would any other person starting the new year, especially after having performed mediocre acoustic renditions of great songs to celebrate my se...