PRE-APOLOGY - the opinions contained within, and especially the LANGUAGE, are entirely my responsibility. John does NOT approve, and i will make my best efforts to be cleaner in the future, that is if i'm not banned, which often happens to the young man i am.
John says: "don't think!, what are you doing!?" I can't imagine a more stressed filled way to beging writing your first entry for a friend's website. I happen to be listen to a song by the name of "li da di", by amber for fuck'sake, which strangely enough, john actually owns. [it's a pretty gay song][happy!] Oh wait, no one could possibly give a fuck, except those of you who like silly stupid music for moving. Moving on.
My name is Robert Alexander Graham. I'm 32 years old. I was born by force on my fathers 28th birthday. My name is actually Robert Jason Graham, but i hate the name jason, and though i never will make the effort to get that fucking bastard uncle sam's accreditation for my name change, i would definitely recommend addressing myself as either Alex, or A-Rob.
I have no job, feel really guilty about it, and so end up dedicating more hours, effort, energy, and intelligence, on developing an anti-oppressive venture, than anyone i've ever met who holds an ordinary J O B.
I smoke three packs a day, a habit which began in pompano beach florida on spring break, when i got to witness my ex-best friend pound 32 beers, then try to kill himself with a razor knife i'd helped him pick out. His name was Michael Edward Powers, the adopted son of an full on bullshit insurance salesman named Will Powers.
So i smoke three packs a day, in an attempt to catch cancer and accelerate the process by which i hopefully get into HEAVEN. I've been high for the length of a decade of a decade straight.
I THINK that i have invented and possess a collection of intellectual equities, that sold out, would make me a literal billionaire.
Money is nothing and i'm scared shitless of becoming corrupted like my terrible parents.
I hope to GIVE AWAY my every invention, within a single film, about the future of intentionally self fulfilling cooperative motion picture prophecies,
and then to build a brilliant supernaturally interactive international human family living business, with THE FANS.
The story will begin, with it's own SUCCESS.
Perhaps i get shot @ the oscars.
A-rob
PS: John says i have to stop. I've done my best in 5 minutes.
PPS: John was SUPPOSED to have been watching the first episode of aqua teen hunger force, but his dvd player wasn't accepting the discs, and therefore i accept positively no responsibility whatsoever for the quality contained herein.
