doing something February 25, 2008
If you’ve wanted do something but don’t know how, and have never really remembered to ask someone, then check this www.ehow.com they have quite a few good nuts there.like this one: http://www.ehow.com/how_2100942_draw-pumpkin-derwent-inktense-pencils.html interesting.. eh?
a new pot. a design.and some turtle poop. May 27, 2007
behold addicted readers of utterdotshit. this lovely site is about to get a million times more lovelier. hang on for a couple of days and then. bedazzled by the bright beauty. utterdogshit is about to get its first face lift. peace.
the world isn’t flat May 20, 2007
after all everything has dimensions. not one not 2, but bloody three whole dimensions. these numbers, the complexity of this stupid reality is so daunting u somtimes wanna let go and hit that delete button on everything in life. the slow, motionless files and thousands of filled up forms lying in the bottom drawer of a fungus growing attic folder-holder. ant hills.. where they dump dead shells of their micro baby eggs. an international student’s application for 4 universities wit over a hundred stupid forms and intricate 19 digit number sequences, numbers, alphabets. phone numbers, a-z, keys, keys on a keyboard, the pitch of an opera vocalist. the story of an egyptian pharaoh, a conqueror who ended up in a coffin wrapped up in linen for a centuries to rot. rot as hell. rot as bad as the world has ever known. mummified, glorified and studied by curious creatures of the future. scanned with machines of nano-precisions and computers. creating 3d models of hollow shells. those bones. necessary? what significance did one’s stupid existence have. breathing in, breathing out. aimless. involuntary. like the thoughts of a young monkey, eating lies of its younger sister’s ear hair. feeding on remains. living by the dawn of death. vultures encircling. gliding over the mystic corpse of a freshly hunted iguana whose claws are still cold. like they always were. so fresh. full of insects ready to hatch and metamorphosise into sex machines. multiplying to sustain their life form. for no particular reason. for the pleasure of it. to gratify their mate. themselves as well. a third friend watching over, might be? create numerable mini bugs. crawling. making complex patterns in the fine grains of sand. complex. why? is this world complex? couldn’t we write 50 lines of code to solve that problem?
why in d freakin world r u readin this?! May 18, 2007
a. u r shamelessly bored
2. u r a nut
iii. cos u don’t know to count
5. cos i skip numbers
4. or bcause of random order
7. insane is what u r
8. cos u love me.
9. i am a freak.
10. u r a geek.
11. no more things left to say
100. and we’re done for d day…
hmmmm. now that ive written a good amount of good shit here, i'm gonna get rid of the anonymity of this blog. so all you curious freaks, it's me here - Ganesh Rao - Nesh for short.
