Desperate

Go to the church but the preacher he just preach at me
Go to the club but the women all ignore me
Want a relationship, I want to have a family
I'm schizophrenic, paranoid, tell me what is wrong with me

Desperate, I'm desperate why won't you hold me
Desperate, I'm desperate for the next moment
Desperate, I'm desperate I feel so lonely
Desperate, I'm desperate for the next moment

Go for a job but they don't like the look of me
They say "grow some hair, this is not 1970"
Want a Donna Reed but she think I'm too kinky
She don't like perverts, why ain't I a yuppy

-Copernicus, Desperate

That is a totally unavailable song by a maniac who calls himself Copernicus. I feel safe in saying that not one of you has ever heard of him, and you probably never will again. But it was a very good and funny song.

Basically, Copernicus is an insane drunk. He does long, rambling, insane drunken rants on his records, with a few surprisingly good songs in between. One of these days I'll have to buy one of his albums, since I'll never find one on WinMX.

Okay, I was just unfair to Copernicus. The insane drunk thing is almost certainly at least partly an act. And his rants are actually quite funny.

God, I'm bored.

Desperate

Go to the church but the preacher he just preach at me
Go to the club but the women all ignore me
Want a relationship, I want to have a family
I'm schizophrenic, paranoid, tell me what is wrong with me

Desperate, I'm desperate why won't you hold me
Desperate, I'm desperate for the next moment
Desperate, I'm desperate I feel so lonely
Desperate, I'm desperate for the next moment

Go for a job but they don't like the look of me
They say "grow some hair, this is not 1970"
Want a Donna Reed but she think I'm too kinky
She don't like perverts, why ain't I a yuppy

-Copernicus, Desperate

That is a totally unavailable song by a maniac who calls himself Copernicus. I feel safe in saying that not one of you has ever heard of him, and you probably never will again. But it was a very good and funny song.

Basically, Copernicus is an insane drunk. He does long, rambling, insane drunken rants on his records, with a few surprisingly good songs in between. One of these days I'll have to buy one of his albums, since I'll never find one on WinMX.

Okay, I was just unfair to Copernicus. The insane drunk thing is almost certainly at least partly an act. And his rants are actually quite funny.

God, I'm bored.

(a wordless sound)

I am bored beyond the capacity of words to express.

I went to the internet for entertainment, and it has failed me.

This is hell.

I can't take this.

No matter what I think of doing, it bores the hell out of me.

Something's wrong.

Here. Here's a post I did recently on rec.games.frp.dnd about an interesting development in the Thursday D&D game. The 20th-level lich wizard we rescued (twice) has offered to make a magic item for each of us as a reward. I'm trying to figure out what the best option would be. I still haven't reached a decision, although there were 44 posts on that thread before it (apparently) went dormant.

(a wordless sound)

I am bored beyond the capacity of words to express.

I went to the internet for entertainment, and it has failed me.

This is hell.

I can't take this.

No matter what I think of doing, it bores the hell out of me.

Something's wrong.

Here. Here's a post I did recently on rec.games.frp.dnd about an interesting development in the Thursday D&D game. The 20th-level lich wizard we rescued (twice) has offered to make a magic item for each of us as a reward. I'm trying to figure out what the best option would be. I still haven't reached a decision, although there were 44 posts on that thread before it (apparently) went dormant.