Wednesday, August 7, 2002
Aw MAN!!! God damn. The Mole was Bill. Heather was just a big loser. Not only was she not Moley Russell’s Wart, she knew that Bill was the Mole and gave him to Dorothy. I should have known that Heather wouldn’t pull off anything. Those Texans never seem to do well in these reality shows […]
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I was in the pool for 4.6 hours on Sunday. That’s insanity. It’s waterlogged insanity. I think I’m becoming a Pool Goddess. But my boobs stay where I want them to. Most of the time, anyway. And because I made the conscious decision that a wee bit of sunburn was better than a month’s worth […]
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I keep breaking my notify list thingy. It’s ticking me off. Dang it all anyway. HTML is like the great equalizer of the Internet. It’s not about how cool you are. It’s not about what kind of car you drive. It’s about getting your mickey fickey links to work and knowing how to change your […]
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So I put my name in the hat for this new position that they’ve created at work. The position’s nick name is ‘Wall Street’ which makes it sound very important and sort of scary, but in reality, it’s pretty much the same thing I’m doing now, only talking to stock brokers rather than the general […]
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I’m ticked. Apparently, I missed out on a grand tradition at my college. The Shoe Tree fell over. Crap. That ticks me off. I had no idea that it even existed. I never actually lived on that campus, transferring from the University of Wisconsin-Stevens Point when I was a sophomore to live with Esteban in […]
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Yesterday, I spent a good part of the day talking on the phone to a network guy from a company that I shall call Lepsi-Lola. That’s really not the name though. I’ve changed it, you see, because I am very clever that way. Anyway, Andy was extremely nice but kept putting me on hold while […]
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After much negotiation, not to mention editing, Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you’ The Porn Store Transcript! (Age 21 and over please’ I don’t want to be responsible for corrupting anyone’ other than my friends, that is) Carissa: You know that picture I was telling you about? That’s what it looked like. Only you know… […]
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So. My weekend. Gah. This entry is going to make my hand cramp. I can tell already. It started normal enough. I went home and hung out with my homies. And by ‘homies’, I mean Tilly and several hundred dirty socks. I basically went even further into slacker mode. I wasn’t certain when Penny and […]
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Penny decided that being a designated driver SUCKS!!!!!!!! Mo came out and laughed at me, then scammed me to buy her a beer. Damn dirty Mo. That is a bad bar. Chiliitos are good. I recorded much of Carissa and my drunken conversation with my spy recording device. Buzz the bartender was there too. Without […]
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Stacy: So what are we doing today? Weetabix: Cut! Cut! Cut! Stacy: And brows? Weetabix: Hooo yeah. Get the weed whacker. Stacy: Oh, they’re not that bad. Weetabix: I’ve been trying. Stacy: We’ll open them up. We’ll yank them off and everything will be all pretty. Weetabix: Cat woman eyebrows. Love that. Stacy: Your color […]
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