Often, I find myself at a loss. Things never seem to be as they usually are, and thus, possibilities which should be, are not. The confusion never get easier. I have been forced into the whims of those who think they know what they want, but realize what a mistake they indeed made. This is how I find myself with the feelings of malice and despondency, but I have a release. Apathy. We can all agree, there are times we do not know what to do, and rightly we destroy the inside of ourse...

How often have we seen the dead risen? The undead as they say. Usually the damned consist of, and not limited to, zombies, demons, ghosts, ghouls, and vampires. I shall not be so naive as to assume most of my audience has not read, or at least role-played Vampire: The Masquerade, Werewolf: Apocalypse, Demon: The Fallen, or Hunter, published by White Wolf. For those of you who have not? Fuck you and read or play them. Now, starting off this article on my normally serious column may see...

Tender love. The wild passions of the heart. Desire and lust. Pure adoration. Things which will go unfulfilled in our lives. Why do these come to haunt us? What kind of physical magnifications can despair and the horrid reality of loneliness revolutionize to? The All Hot Trio. The beautiful guile of their radiant physique. Their witty sense of humor. The way light reflects around their wonderful silhouettes. The way they smell. How they move. And -- The Alt Hot Trio is a magnifice...

The Loser Turd Mafia. The LTM. Whatever you decide to address our institute, we are still a rag tag group of rugby freaks and nerdy outcasts. The social recluses and abandoned pariah are what we have become. To think we have become what we are from what we were. The Trench coat Mafia. These are people in which helped give the way for our party. In the 1990’s these individuals attacked a school, and predictably, killed a few people. At our school, the more loved people there, had ...

[This article was originally posted on the LTM site *plug*(www.loserturdmafia.com)*plug* on Thanksgiving; so no, I am not insane.] The time comes near where we all come together and celebrate the day of Thanksgiving. A day of gluttony, or at least how most perceive. However, this is the *real* story of Thanksgiving: The Pilgrims who sailed to this country aboard the Mayflower were originally members of the English Separatist Church, a Puritan sect. They had earlier fled their home ...

I have decided all of the evil in the world can be traced to Sodexho. Sodexho is an organization which supplies the campus of the University of Southern Indiana with the eateries and convenience store. On campus, there is a Burger King, next to a Pizza place and a Sub place, that for future reference, makes there own bread. What is the problem you ask? How can that be bad? Well, what you do not know is, behind the pretty face Sodexho give us, there lurks a great, and menacing evil. Linda...

We all strive for things. Most different than others, but it can be said for all, our lives would be marginally better if we had a higher status in life. What is a higher status than supreme ruler? How do you achieve such a status, you ask? Well there are a few ways, a lot require weapons from the future or biological creatures of death. However, I believe there are some other ways. The task starts at the Americas. ...

There are few things in life people aspire to find. Most of these things are directly associated with money. Do not let people fool you. With money comes great happiness. Love? People will love you for money. Money is power. What would you do if you had a million dollars? First things first. A home perhaps? If I become hassled with the responsibility to get rid of mass amounts of money which I did not earn, my home would be built underground. On the surface you would see nothin...

Love. Romance. Blissful evenings full of sweet thoughts and a loving person. Resting on a cushion a lone with your precious beloved, seeing the adoration smothered by the disinterest in her eyes. Running dry. So dry. Like the last few drops of Dr. Pepper in the bottom of a three day old can left on the radiator. Bitter, warm, and mind numbing. At least in the scenario you have something to drink. Nothing, however, stands to the mind destroying effects of having the Dr. Pepper ripped from...

Stud says MMORPs Sunsets. Watching the sun set into the grasses, the night slowing overcoming the day, turning the world into a different place, one of sorrow and joy. Seeing this other world evolve from a contrast is prime of all one can experience. As the azure sky’s gradually turns lighter, taking the scarlet distinctiveness of the sun, darting in and out of the white clouds which slowly fade, giving way to the soulful stars. Scattering across, instigating from the suns focal poin...