jrsmith.net is home to JR Smith, a rambling mess of a person who occasionally produces creative things that humans like, and quite often produces horrible things that humans dislike.
The magic that is the internet will allow you to read more about him and the history of this site, if you feel so inclined, or venture into the duldrums. For the less curious, there are galleries containing art and web design (still being stocked).
If, after all that, you actually wish to speak with this poor creature, a number of communication mediums are at your disposal, but use them at your own risk.
You should package it with a last smoke and six feet of rope.
4 months old
This is a weekend that will not be soon forgotten.
It’s time to stop bullshitting and proceed with the purchasing of a new car. Recent events foreshadow the need of a car that is capable of traveling more than 20 minutes at a time.
I’ve said this before on this very blog, but it bears repeating. It’d odd how a few words from the right person can so completely change your point of view. I just hope this doesn’t come crashing down, as is the custom here. Sigh.
Since she whose name shall not be mentioned, I’ve been very guarded. I’ve kept myself from developing anything more than a passing curiosity. I’ve limited myself to purely physical encounters. It’s easier to detach from a person when there are no emotions involved, when one of you is being used. There’s no secrecy. The nature of the relationship is made clear up front.
Since she whose name shall not be mentioned, I’ve been in something of a karmic conundrum. I’ve pursued only those who were otherwise spoken for, either as a girlfriend or wife. I’ve felt like it was my right to do whatever was in my power to disrupt the happiness and calm of others, since someone else’s actions had done the same to me.
I’ve since realized, probably way too late, that this attitude is very short-sighted and selfish. I’m moving on.
I’ve met someone special. Only time will tell is anything comes of it. Wish me luck.
yay! you deserve to be happy, jarhead.
but if she breaks your heart, i’ll be glad to send her mean myspace messages too. she who is a cuntburger seemed to enjoy them.