Archive for January, 2004

like some oddly possessed person

Friday, January 23rd, 2004

I had the most randomly bizarre night of (non-)sleep last night.
First of all, I went to bed late…around 12:30 AM (I know, I know…I’m wild and crazy!!). Erika reminded me that I couldn’t hit the snooze alarm in the morning, and I think that for the rest of the night my body was on edge […]

friday five

Friday, January 23rd, 2004

At this moment, what is your favorite…
1. …song?
That’s a tough one to narrow down. Been listening to a lot of free jazz and old bebop, but I’d have to say Mrs. Potter’s Lullaby by Countin Crows…right now…ask me again at noon.
2. …food?
The chili that Erika made the other night
3. …tv show?
World Poker Tour or the […]

skunk boy

Thursday, January 22nd, 2004

the burberry man-ho is also a skunk boy. He has that white hair birthmark ala John Henson.
Why do I bring this up? Am I an asshole, just making fun of people’s birthmarks? No…I just find it odd that he’s the third guy I’ve seen in the last week with that same type of birthmark.
I […]

how burberry is too much?

Thursday, January 22nd, 2004

well, if you ask me, any burberry is too much. I just associate burberry with rich Connecticutians, and I just don’t get it. Now, Erika likes burberry, and she’s not in the group, so I’ve begun to change my mind on it a bit.
But there’s a woman on my morning train that really needs to […]

oh, to be a teenager again

Wednesday, January 21st, 2004

I would like to to highlight a new addition to the educated blogging world: Jen.
Not only is she homophobic (from my comments):
Bush is awesome. Democrats suck. You dumb fucks are the ones who are going to elect the next idiot straight into presidency and then our country really will turn to shit. Face it, Bush […]

senile by age 28

Wednesday, January 21st, 2004

don’t you hate when you have a thought, but you are in the middle (or at the end) of doing something, and then by the time you get to the new thought, you’ve forgotten what it was…and just sit there, playing the jog-the-memory game?, staring into space
I might as well be drooling on myself

he likes it! he likes it!

Wednesday, January 21st, 2004

I’m laughing so hard, I can’t type

if writing essays were only this easy…

Wednesday, January 21st, 2004

Now, this ROCKS!
Below are two essays that it generated. The first one on the topic of “buying porn with paypal” — a recent search request here; the second, on “poop”.
enjoy!

An essay on buying porn with paypal
Think back to the first time you ever heard of buying porn with paypal. Many an afternoon has been […]

“kick it up a notch” OR “I’m learneding”

Wednesday, January 21st, 2004

so…I finalized my class schedule for this semester. Normally, I take one or two classes per semester, depending on the class and its workload, my work workload, and finances for that semester. During the summer I try for two classes per session for each of the two sessions — it’s a tough one to pull […]

i don’t have the energy…ok, maybe I do

Tuesday, January 20th, 2004

the damned State of the Union is just starting and I’m already pissed!
wipe the stupid fucking grin off your face, W. Yes, they are clapping for you…it doesn’t mean that they like you…they get paid to suck farts out of your ass.
and the standing and the sitting and the standing and the clapping. The speech […]