phunqsauce's Xanga

Happy Birthday to Me!

Sat, 03 May 2008 16:45:51 GMT

yup, thats about it.

A Humorous Anecdote

Fri, 25 Apr 2008 19:03:39 GMT

When you look upon your life,

Do you have a sense of fulfillment?

One does not expect......a humorous anecdote,

A feeble manifestation of morose malfunction,

A blink of an eye,

A coy smile,

Has the passion run dry?

Unsatisfactory lament?

Purity has become soiled,

As the plot thickens it quickens the pulse,

Frantic.....

Desperate.......

Feelings......

Substance......

Closure?

Sarcastic Bastards Unite!

Wed, 23 Apr 2008 13:41:28 GMT

After many years of chatting/texting/posting shit on the internet there has been something that has bothered me quite a bit. I'm a very sarcastic person but it doesn't really translate well on screen. Yes, I realize that you can always type "jk" after every fucking sentence but that is by far the most fucking lame bullshit ever. Who has the time for that? There needs to be a universal way of indicating sarcasm. Maybe punctuation marks similar to parenthesis or brackets? I would like to know what you would do to prevent future use of the dreaded JK.

My latest obsession....

Fri, 18 Apr 2008 17:58:55 GMT

This is probably not new to anyone who really digs deep into the depths of internet videos but I felt the need to share this with anybody who gives a shit. A production company called Fatal Farm has become my flavor of the day. If you love to hate the comic strip Garfield and grew up watching too much MTV you will love their "Lasagna Cat" series ( www.lasagnacat.com ). Of course there's their main site www.fatalfarm.com which has really silly and offensive retoolings of classic TV theme openings. My personal favorites are the Ducktales and Cheers parodies. The attention to detail in their parodies/tributes are a force to be reckoned with (see the Lasagna Cat rip off of Final Fantasy 3 US/6 JPN) Enjoy!

...and then God spoke...."LET THERE BE PHUNQ!"

Thu, 17 Apr 2008 20:05:12 GMT

Hello boys and girls! Besides Chris I doubt any of my subscriptions still use Xanga. In light of recent nostalgic, albeit despressing xanga reading, I decided that I need to get my brain in writing shape. So beware of phunq sightings on Xanga! And now a lil somethin' somethin' to nibble on.....

I cannot change what is past,

Its infinite wisdom has left its mark,

Changed for the better I have,

Forever I tried to step out of the coccoon,

It seemed I only fell out,

Back into the endless void,

A lack of discipline,

No Focus,

Exagerated flaws,

Targetting the future but forgetting the present,

Back from infancy I rise,

To beat back all the lies,

Thrwart those I despise,

Not to over analyze,

Only to bask in the wise.

Suffocation

Thu, 16 Nov 2006 21:45:00 GMT

Immobilized in it clutches,

A debilitating state of mind,

When darkness is evelasting all hope seems lost,

Contained in solitude,

A self-imposed blanket of sorrow,

Coming to grips was the hardest part,

I've opened the door to hope,

As I walked through it all dawned on me,

All my life I was tricked into happiness,

Now that I see what real love is,

Euphoria is now something tangible,

It is there to lead me through.....

feed the need

Sat, 29 Jul 2006 23:01:28 GMT

Swallowed whole in a half-hearted attempt,

It leaves a tempting byproduct,

A foregone conclusion,

A fusion of fate and the fallable,

Enabled fears coaxed by pain,

You cannot define what does not exist,

You are the very definition of faux,

Fake......

Look Who's Bored Again......

Tue, 06 Jun 2006 01:11:31 GMT

Again and again I return to the haven of boredom which is the internet....And I could just imagine what PRODUCTIVE things I could be ACCOMPLISHing. Instead I STEW in the WRETCHED ramparts of this wave of technology and FILTH. Am I the only one who leaves the computer feeling a grimy film FESTERING on their skin? Or perhaps do you feel like a piece of you has LEFT? The computer screen produces a LUMINECENCE which BURNS the very CORE of my sanity( and my cornias for that matter). As I peep the EXCREMENT flung so GRACEFULLY at my face... I feel fine. Who needs goals? Motivation......does that exist? I like millions have built that little shirne made of plastic and silicon...and once it is DEFLOWERED by exchanged information amongst millions it speaks VOLUMES...I have become its BITCH....Tangled in this mess...... I feel GREAT...SIN and GLUTTONY have found its new refuge....in me.

For Unlawful Carnal Knowledge

Sat, 22 Apr 2006 16:50:35 GMT

Yes it is an acronym (F.U.C.K if you couldn't already tell) Unfortunatley it was the name of the album Van Halen released that had that f.u.c.k.ing (haha) horrible song Right Now on it. It seems a lot of my thoughts have been of the carnal persuasion i'm just glad i don't act upon them. I'm not talking violence here and I wanted to make a point of that....

F.U.C.K.

Are we inheritly evil?
We all have our perversions,
You can't deny it,
To deny it is to deny your existance,
We are humans,
Our independent thinking is what seperates you and I,
Being capable of emotions and feelings is what destroys us and brings us together,
Our inhabitions are what keeps thy true self from shining through,
All thoughts you have are carnal,
They are only in your mind,
Such a selfish phenomenon these thoughts are,
Every thought f.u.c.k.s us all,
Evil.....that is what we are.....

It Can't Be Erased

Fri, 21 Apr 2006 03:39:43 GMT

Time....there is never enough,

The measurement which bears our leash,

It strangles us......to death.

The deadline...

One lifetime...

One task becomes many,

Nothing gets accomplished,

All is recycled into deadlines,

No such thing as satisfaction,

It creates more deadlines,

A neverending decay of sanity,

But one deadline is always met......

Ironically when deadlines no longer matter,

And when that line is crossed....death is assured.