This website has gone a little unused and abused as of late. I haven’t had much time to get things going around here. I am laying things out a little bit.

I purchased ‘tylersommer.com’ - I plan to use this as my actual blog, mirrored to ‘veonik.com’– both of which do not exist currently. lifeclot will go on as a personal notepad slash rambling wall. I will endeavor to jot as many thoughts down as possible. lifeclot will be publicly available.. could be interesting.

Should I sign up for Twitter?

I really, really hate laptop keyboards. Trackpads, even worse.

The small, portable laptop mice as well– horrible.

I need the loud, solid clack of a desktop keyboard and a full-sized, weighty mouse in my over-sized hand.

Laptops in general are very cramped; my opinion of course. I think it’s how close the keyboard is to the screen. I feel almost claustrophobic after working on my laptop for any period of time.

Solution: plug desktop peripherals into laptop. Voila- dual screen PC!

are we all?
arguably.

would it get tiring if everyone were exceedingly nice? i guess that if everyone always gave into everyone else we’d all be arguing like “no… i insist!”

either way, no one is satisfied.

i still think that if you dont have something nice to say, keep your damned ignorant mouth shut.

“watch your step”

I’ve been partly cloudy. Shadows are cast upon the terrain skewing detail and darkening expression.

But the weather’s fine and the wind’s died down so I’ll be outside basking in the sun and brooding through the shade.

The sun always comes back out, after all.

Where am I?

What have I done? How can this be?

I have come to this point of overwhelming tension, alone. 

As I will remain.

This is a front, don’t let me fool you.

Here I am, on a late Thursday night, taking a break.

What? or from what?

Work. Yeah, what the hell is that? Oh well, what must be done must be done.

The shitty part is I have to show up pretty much first thing to take care of something else! Oh well.

Make that paper, son.

I guess it’s real enough…

i may have a problem with trust. it’s possible, i would say.

but that is beside the point.

after all, it’s not my fault that everyone else around you is telling you that you shouldn’t play with fire and you go and get yourself burnt.

welcome to my blog. this is a personal project of mine. hopefully i will find use in it.