So, I have the fucking bitch job of fuck. I forgot to tell that. And I can't get any other job, because I am on the Enemies List. And also, that job makes my head bees get angry almost every day. And. BORING. All the time. As boring as a stupid guy who is a different kind of stupid from what you are.Link Discuss (via Robot Wisdom)
And today, I am wearing these different shoes that I don't wear very much, but they cost me $5, so I figured I'd better wear them sometimes, but then they are not my regular shoes, so I am all feeling like a movie star wearing them, like Ernest Borgnine or something in my dumb fucking shoes, and then I have to wear the dumbass holder thing with my dumbass picture on it, in case I ever forget for a minute that I am just a big dumb bag of meat, I can look and find out all about it all over again.
I write books. My latest is a YA science fiction novel called Homeland (it's the sequel to Little Brother). More books: Rapture of the Nerds (a novel, with Charlie Stross); With a Little Help (short stories); and The Great Big Beautiful Tomorrow (novella and nonfic). I speak all over the place and I tweet and tumble, too.