Brainlick

Characters : Zilch Overdose : (zod) a 33 yr old computer research specialist in the fields of abstract paranormal activity and artistic research, former singer / lyrics for Muck Beaten, and Flake Of Icky Stuff, The Baby Sitter Tuesday Wreck  and the  holder of the world title of most accidental toilets broke,  also known as: DR. Zilch OD CeeCee (CC): Zilch's ex wife unit.  Once in wahile she fucks him She's 37.  She "plays" with the boys in Zilch's old the band and has the constant need for cock. JayJay Double Easy (JJ JJDE):  Zilch's closest ex band mate from The Baby Sitter Tuesday Wreck days, not necessarily all that rad, good drug from time to time, bu very horny and evil and dont' care aboout a fucking thing at all, including not caring about banging the hell outta his old band member's chick and totally wrecking a freindship and relationship that lasted more years. other characters Derek-  BSTW's old guitarist- f*cking CeeCe...

that little girl's a woman she's not a doll. hwo many times you gotta make this call, i'm tired of hearing your damn tears, this is the last time i do this in years. you better not sit and there and be lame stop playing round so much with those god damn games if you don't take yourself some time and start playing with her, she'll find a way to played with for sure, so stop playin round so much with those games. get out of our momma's house. that place is difficult and man you got to get out. you hear about shit on the streets and on the tv. and mother dearest thinks it's 1963. get out of your momma's house. stop pouring money down the pits. nobody cares after a certain point of shit. after about five years flat there's no reason why you didn't get a divorce by your cats. stop pourin money down them pits. Your bein' a pusheover's pushin' me. why don't you let the past go and try to be free. stop trying ...

Fucking ABI WORD IS CRASHING LIKE HELL and not letting me save my fucking work. 7 god damn pages i put into this fuck, and what does it do??? WHAT do you think. Just be fore i get a chance to SAVE my fucking WORK and the thing goes straight to fuckng zero. JUST MY LUCK GRRRRRRR.

I boiught a WIi.  Kind of worked off a bunch of it, paid money on the other end.  Keeping it.  It looks okay.  A lot of the games I want are in Japanese, though, and I will need to hack it in order to get them to run on my American Wii.   I've heard it's easy hacking the Wii system.  I imagine it will be, i imagine it will all be cakey-wakeys and glory-up zoom zoom, whooshing me into the oh gosh i gotta get more this and get more that for it.  Not ready. I have not the ENERGY right now to do such a thing.  No energy.  Shit I'm only 33 and I don't have the strength to try to put a 10 minute hack into  a system.  Gee Whiz. XBOX 1 was okay.  I did enough of them.  I guess I'm gonna have to get a hard drive for the thing (Wii), and some other crap like straps and power adapter and another controller and I DO NOT KNOW at all if I'm gonna be able to deal with the system at all, I tried to mess around with the WiFi setti...

Hide in the page. Don't see the sun. Ignore sounds. Ignore sounds. Ignore words and bad thought. shut mind in box. turn off the switches from time to time. just relax. go back to bed.

I am a freak show.  I hate all things, though, and you sir, are a liar.  You are a mean little prick.  I don't care about how many hookups you have and how much pussy you can get and all that other crap, You are mean and dumb, and the things that you and the fake ass hip hop plastic little shits who continue to run heavy on the walls of hate.  Bring down the fist.  Bring down your anger.  Slow Down Your Soul. They said that if I followed them long enough, I would fold up upon my own self.  They said that the way that they showed their light was not that of a sane person and very very dangerous.  The things I have done in the Christian eye would look bad.  For that is the reason that I subscribe not to the new ways of the Chrisitan Church, but have much respect for them and the lord that they serve.  I do care about Jesus.  He's alright.    He's all good.  It's the people that I don't like. The people that say ...

"yOU CAN DO WHATEVER you fUCKING WANT, WHY ARE YOU doing this??????".\, Charles questioned.   "Look, man, leave me alone, I have to go.  damnit.", I have aerrands to do.   I replied.  "how come You  have to go out and get fucked up all the time, dammit, man... fuck.", what;'s with all that, I mean, you used to not have to do this, now it's like... twenty fuckin' four seven and I do't know what we're gonna do with you."..  Charles spoke back with a tad of urgency in his voice, while his cell phone dropped in and out of good reception.  "Get in a different spot, man... I can't fucking hear you, where are you???",   I replied again, getting louder and louder with each word and listemning to the static go up and down as his words slid through the phonelines and dripped into my waiting ears. "WHAT IN hell, are you doing, where's my deadline, where's my Vegas, MAN???", Charles asked me in that ston...