So I’m reading Fight Club right now and I’m just enthralled by its maleness. The whole bit about not wanting to die without any scars’ it’s just mesmerizing. I have scars. I have tons of scars. I don’t know how any pretty boys could make it through their life, or at least to their late […]
Weetabix: Where do you want to go for breakfast. Esteban: I don’t care. Pick. Weetabix: I just don’t want to go where I know we’re going to end up going, which is Ponderosa. I have an urge to squeegee the grease off me when we leave that place. Esteban:We ain’t going to Ponderosa. Weetabix:Oh, ain’t […]
I watched a biography on RuPaul yesterday. There is nothing I can say to follow that up. It just is what it is. I’ve become one of those old people that I couldn’t stand when I was fourteen. I always wanted to smack those people, saying ‘Blue Oyster Cult is so OVER’. Get with it […]
I have to say, I think that Guestmap thingy blows ass. Apparently, it only stores the 40 most recent entries. Plus, it’s really hard to aim the little arrow when you’re placing your square onto it. In addition, if there are a lot of people in one area, you can’t see all of the squares. […]
Saturday, January 5, 2002
Esteban: How are you feeling? Weetabix: Like dog saliva. Esteban: Yum. Weetabix: (Watching a commercial for Hair Club for Men)The first rule about Hair Club: don’t talk about Hair Club. The second rule about Hair Club: you don’t talk about Hair Club. Esteban: Yes, maybe you should stop reading that book… by the way, now […]
Saturday, January 5, 2002
Esteban: How are you feeling? Weetabix: Like dog saliva. Esteban: Yum. Weetabix: (Watching a commercial for Hair Club for Men)The first rule about Hair Club: don’t talk about Hair Club. The second rule about Hair Club: you don’t talk about Hair Club. Esteban: Yes, maybe you should stop reading that book… by the way, now […]
I’m sick. I think Esteban tried to poison me. Ok, that doesn’t explain why he had this same thing yesterday. Maybe he was putting the poison in my Carnation Instant Breakfast drink and accidentally licked his fingers. Maybe it was somewhat delicious poison? Apparently, it’s the “Don’t go far from a bathroom” poison. I went […]
Thursday, January 3, 2002
I’ve reached a strange and somewhat disturbing point in my life. Yesterday, I knowingly went to a gas station whose gas was priced higher than the competitor across the road. Why? Because their pumps were closer to the door and it was something like 6 degrees out. That’s why. I made a mental decision that […]
Wednesday, January 2, 2002
I’m not really one for New Year’s resolutions. I find that New Years is a crutch for people who can’t get motivated. I honestly think that if you find something about yourself that you feel you should change, then begin right now’ this very second. Doesn’t matter if it’s March 22 or the day before […]
