For the blog where I get all philosophical and stuff, go here: Socrates' Closet

Hi there.

My name is William Sisskind, and I am a poor college student.

This is a catch-all of the random thinkings and ponderments that I have over the course of the day. There are many. A hojillion, if you will.

I am an expert at many types of cheeses, I remodel old computers to make humans their dirty slaves, and I enjoy sipping monkey picked tea whilst watching the execution of wanted criminals.

I also do this webshow: You should check it out. Sorry, scratch that. You must check it out. Pigeons will peck out your eyes at my command if you don't.

No, I will not date you.

  1. GPOYW! The “Bloody snot, that’s my Second Life avatar. Why is my Second Life avatar here? Why isn’t she in my computer where she belongs? Oh, I know; it’s this Second Life project. I swear, this Second Life project is going to be the death of me. I’ve spent way too much time on this program to be considered sane. One day I’m just going to snap and start thinking I can actually fly and try to click the “Fly” command while jumping off of the Empire State Building, except there is no “Fly” command in real life and I’ll just end up dead. You’ll see. You’ll all see. Get away before you kill me, you vile devil evil bitch not-real woman, you” edition. Whoo. Now that’s a mouthful. Writing a ten page paper on Second Life clubs. Be back soon, hopefully. Procrastination is a God. PS: Hooray for crappy and rushed Photoshop jobs. Ain’t I a professional.

    GPOYW! The “Bloody snot, that’s my Second Life avatar. Why is my Second Life avatar here? Why isn’t she in my computer where she belongs? Oh, I know; it’s this Second Life project. I swear, this Second Life project is going to be the death of me. I’ve spent way too much time on this program to be considered sane. One day I’m just going to snap and start thinking I can actually fly and try to click the “Fly” command while jumping off of the Empire State Building, except there is no “Fly” command in real life and I’ll just end up dead. You’ll see. You’ll all see. Get away before you kill me, you vile devil evil bitch not-real woman, you” edition.

    Whoo. Now that’s a mouthful. Writing a ten page paper on Second Life clubs. Be back soon, hopefully. Procrastination is a God.

    PS: Hooray for crappy and rushed Photoshop jobs. Ain’t I a professional.

  2. GPOYW: The “G-D-I’VE-BEEN-WORKING-ON-THIS-PAPER-FOR-FOUR-DAYS-AND-NOTHING-WORKS-SO-F***-IT-GOOD-NIGHT” edition.

    GPOYW: The “G-D-I’VE-BEEN-WORKING-ON-THIS-PAPER-FOR-FOUR-DAYS-AND-NOTHING-WORKS-SO-F***-IT-GOOD-NIGHT” edition.

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