Stoneface - February

Yes, it's time for another ol' lavahead update. Actually, very little has changed since the last update. In addition, I have posted tidbits whenever possible. In all honesty, I have lost interest in everything. I have stopped reading books. I barely peruse the news media. I am sick and tired of finance and economics, both rigged anyway. I have exited the "ownership society" permanently. I have not taken up any new interests, hobbies, or sports. And, obviously, I have no social life. Heck, even the "blog" has lost its luster.

My only concern now is maintaining some semblance of peace of mind in the timeslice of the moment. Enjoying a cup of coffee in the morning and working out at the gym are my only two event priorities. The evening outing only serves the purpose of procuring dinner somewhere. Nothing more, nothing less. Frankly, there is nothing more.

The old journal and old "blog" stand as testimony to the fact that our lives are a zero-sum game. There's no meaning or purpose. There's no "grand scheme of things," only the ridiculously contrived ideologies of an entire legacy of paranoid controllers. In the present time, we refer to the controllers as the moneychangers and powers-that-be. Controllers want order. The more order that is imposed on a "system" (of sorts), the more disorder results.

So, what's on my mind? Mortality. Death. Truth. They are all synonymous. With that said, I spend some of my ample spare time in engineering further methods to increase the latter. Why would I need more spare time? Freedom, my friends. All animals desire to be free, at least while they are alive.

I had contemplated the reiteration of many of my more salient points of truth into a few postings in the new "blog." Why bother? All that needs to be said has already been stated, albeit in a disorderly fashion. Yet, it's all there in the "blog" and journal archives.

Gym Workouts. I have recently increased the duration of both my weight and cardio workouts, coincident with the inauguration of my new gym attire made of synthetic material. Since, the gym is the only priority on my daily agenda, I may as well exploit it.

Gianna Capone

Hurdy-Gurdy Video Library (HGVL). Since I have so little time left and no babes (including you-know-who) have come around, I decided to partially resurrect the HGVL ... well, only for hurdy-gurdy hottie, Gianna Capone. So, there is now one HD video clip of baby on the "mobile pr0n terminal (MPT) ... errr, tablet computer. Should I worry about the negative effects of "pr0n"? Baha! Ha! Ha! Haaa! I'm an old codger now. The Vienna Sausage could self-mummify at any moment. I don't need to worry about "pr0n."

Well, not much of an update, eh? Stoneface ... that's the new moniker for the ol' lavahead updates. No telling when the next update will come. Now, for the more mundane stuff ...

Surveillance Mini-Update®
The Google® surveillance gauntlet continues ad nauseam. So tiring. So boring. When will it end?

Slob Manor Mini-Update®
The "chef" has been displaying more complex symptoms of psychopathology. He's still spending upwards of six hours daily in the kitchen, obviously whipping up more ludicrous organic food concoctions. He's now purchasing organic seasoning. He's also using organic toothpaste, organic soap, organic shampoo, organic asswipe paper, and organic deoderant. He has not attended any massage therapy classes since November either. Most likely, his parents have paid off his $50,000 student loan debt. So, he apparently has got money to burn. Oh, he's actively looking for a new "squeeze," too.