Major-ific update

To people everywhere, this post pertains my father's day post. I do not feel that people should put up with abusive fathers, I only said that they can't help it. By all means, i would urge people to tell someone about it.

Thats all.

Glad I could clear that up.

Transfer season has begun..

Hello lads, good game today, except for the fact that you're all FUCKING USELESS!! Should have sold you all to tottenham when i had the chance..

In light of your pathetic display, I'm signing a new blog author (hopefully). She is the best of the best, the coolest of the cool, and a girl, so it's not some sausage fest anymore.

So please welcome, if she ever accepts the invite I sent, Jocelyn!

Note: I don't like football. I don't know why i referenced it in this blog.

That is all. - Diarmuid.

Who's bad?

Hey there. Not scheduled but who cares.

I'm in England, shopping my heart out, I bought some really nice stuff. This is not a social call though, well yes it is. I blog, it's social. Anyway..

Michael Jackson DIES.


Some newspapers are saying the doctors killed him, jealous of his money, looks, singing, all that 12 year old ass he got.. Who knows. Point is, he will be missed, anyone who follows me on twitter will know I got a bit annoyed that people made such a big deal of it. But then I understood, people felt like they knew him, felt connected to him, to them he was one of their close friends. So i was rather insensitive.

I apologise.

It's like when Elvis died, the adolescents at that time didn't care that much, he wasn't their generation, Michael Jackson is.

So who will our King be? Someone we already know? Heck, might even be Rhianna.. But that says alot about people these days.

Don't get me wrong, I love rhianna, I'm sure she is a lovely girl too, but she is a terrible musician. If you could even lower the standard of music enough to accomadate her.

I have seen her naked you know. I won't link you. But yes. Ohh yes.

It's a shame when people die. But I guess everyone has to in the end.

So really, I'm just saying, I'm sorry Michael, I shouldn't have gotten angry. Sleep well. You big black hunk of man candy.

Is est meus abbas, ego diligo meus abbas.

3 post lucky eh? Lucky how? I'm very lucky.

And that is how i start this blog.

FATHERS.

They're people, yes. As a child, fathers are superman, they are demi-gods sitting upon their golden big boy seats eating the mountans of food, while you sit at the kiddies table eating your mashed potato/carrot surprise. They are the last word on everything. Like it or not, everyone needs a father figure.

But then you get older, and realise, at some point in you're life, they're just people. I'm not speaking from experience, luckily for me, i have the greatest parents ever. Oh you think yours are better? They aren't.

They are people, and they get angry, and sad, and they have points of view which differ from yours. Fathers are given the biggest responsibility there is, and sometimes that's too much for them, they leave.

Some people have problems with anger, it's just how they are. I can understand the people who beat their children. Some of them. They never learnt how to express their anger as children other than to hit something, maybe when they were growing up they were taught to fight whatever was the problem.

While I understand this, I don't condone it. They aren't bad people, they are just misguided people. They need help, not hate. The fact is no-one can know exactly how they feel, only them. A child is born, they are good, they don't like pain, they don't like sadness, it is their experiences with their father, their mother, their neighbourhood, friends. No-one is born bad.

That's just my opinion, my friend mocks me by saying I hate the world and I hate people. I don't, I love people, the world is beautiful, but it's fucked. It's all going down the drain and everyone is powerless.

Ok, that's pretty emo.

It's father's day, and everywhere I go I see people insulting their fathers and telling everyone how much they hate him. It isn't their fault, as children, their fathers were probably the same to them, that is the only fathering they know.

My father is great. He started a charity, sending computers to african schools to educate them. He is brilliant, and he gets angry easily, and he has trouble controlling it, and we fight alot, but he is just like me, and I love him.

Please world, fathers and sons, let's have a party. A sexy party. Oh gosh that's disgusting, nevermind.. Lets go to a stripclub. And get drunk, and do drugs. And have fun with your father on fathers day.

Coming Soon to a Cinema Near You..

Just letting you guys know that, so far, i think my next blog will be on Fathers, for fathers day.

I hope to do one on:

The 7 deadly sins
Lust
Love
Star Trek
Sexuality
Suicide
Fathers
Pets
And many more which I havent come up with yet.

If you have any suggestions, please, don't hesitate to leave a comment with them.

Love, Lust, and Logic.

Hello again. I know, it's been a while. I didn't call. I get it. But listen. That time, where we had sex and I started crying halfway through and i pretended that my frenulum broke, when really it was just such an emotional time for me. Go ahead, google frenulum. You will enjoy it.

So i noticed 4 people have looked at this blog, way to help my self-confidence guys. Srsly.

Ok now, to blog. I know, do I have to? Yes. I do.

Logic vs. Emotion. Which do you decide? I pick emotion. I heart Emotion. Yes, it's a funny joke, i know. But seriously, the way i was raised, logic and common sense means fuck all when you're in love. I'm not going to focus on love though, however i might want to. I could write a thousand blogs about love. But thats a no, for now anyway.

As anyone who knows me knows, I love Spock. I love Zachary Quinto and I love Leonard Nimoy. So I loved the new Star Trek Movie. It also happens, as a kid, I used to love Star Trek, although i was more of a "Voyager" and "Enterprise" trekkie.

Getting back to the point, Logic. I don't particularily like logic. It's far too definite and emotionless in my opinion. I'm full of emotion, i experience things vividly. It's a gift and a flaw. What I do like is the ability to remain calm and to be detached from emotion. Honestly, Vulcans have it right, logically speaking. Emotion is needless, if everyone did everything logically, we would be incredibly better off, and we wouldnt have lonliness or anger or any negative emotions, and therefore lack of positive emotions wouldn't be a problem, because you dont know any different.

I constantly get angry with the world in general, for allowing such sadness to exist. I know, without sadness there is no happiness, but sadness to the extent of suicide? That's not right. Also, imagine your best friend, or one of your parents committed suicide, would you stand there and say, "Well, without sadness there is no happiness" or "Everyone goes through the same thing, some just handle it badly". You wouldn't. I deal with sadness and suicide being contemplated alot, and sometimes, i just feel like shouting "What the hell is wrong with the world? People shouldn't feel like this. Why do you do this??".

I am very religious, with that said i reject organised religion. Suicide is not a sin. God doesn't hate you for killing yourself. I understand why the catholic church would say this, and I see the effort. But it's a lie.

Anyway, the topic isn't suicide. The flaws of logic is the lack of happiness, it's the lack of love, it's the lack of empathy for others. Deaths would be seen logically, and as such, if someone had to die, to save lives, there would be no hesitation. The truth is, a world without emotion is impossible to imagine.

So, in short, you have to ask yourself, do you want to give up your life for mediocrity? I don't.

A study of men, from a man, condemning man, for being men.

Hello all, seeing as this is my first blog, I thought i would make it very special, and talk about a subject dear to my heart.

So I will start with a question. Do you mind if i show you a picture of a penis? Didn't think so. What about a vagina? More inclined? I'm sure even my women readers would think so.

Why is that? All of you browse the internet, I'm pretty sure most of you have seen ads for hot and horny girls who live in your area and who want to meet up and fuck your brains out, but only if you have a credit card, (they don't fuck no broke ass fool). I'm straight, and make no mistake, i love vagina, but it's quite odd that the world want to hide men's large, possible semi-erect penis. They do exist you know, they aren't just legends..

If i was a total tool i could call this censorship and demand anarchy, but I'm not, so i will just say that people dont generally find penis attractive. And so they shouldn't, scientifically, it's an incredibly enlarged clitoris. It's also ugly, its a massive redish/purplish growth hanging from in-between your legs. And don't get me started on testicles.

Anyway, my aim is not to educate you of the follys of having a penis, believe it or not. It is to pose the question: "Why don't you show men's crotches??"

One pioneering website, which i will now recommened for all your penis-loving needs, is one that forced itself upon me all throughout my 8 week stay in france, no matter the site, even youtube was not safe. This website, was called MeeticGay.

I am surprised to say the least that this point was not raised by many other gay internet users. In a study taken from my imagination, almost 79.5% of internet users are gay men. 78% of those, masturbate, 6 times daily. And so, world, I ask you; What about them? Where is their scantily-clad, 19 year-old, hornykitty waiting to play with them?

Furthermore, the needs of the 26% minority of both men and women, who lust for half female/half male "shemales" are hardly catered for. In my 3 hour long intensive study into this area, i uncovered 13 shemale sites, 24 gay sites, and 309 straight sites. This is hardly right, and shows the stranglehold the oppressive and corrupt Catholic church has upon the testicles of naked, sweaty, slightly overweight, and incredibly desperate 40 year old men across the world. This of course was a metaphor for the internet in general.

I believe i have raised my point sufficiently, and i would like, no, demand more men in tight boxers suggestively touching other men, while their eyes show the sadness and shame they feel every morning when they wake up beisde "chavo" and look at themselves in the mirror.

I hope all of you like this blog. And I hope the catholic church does not find my opinion insulting, it would not be beneficial to be excommunicated. That is all. Good night. x