my god its been a while since i have used this damn thing, it took me twenty minutes to figure out what my damn username and password was. well, for those that dont know me, im the infamous slim jayee. ive been on this fucking thing since about the beginning, back when everything was all new and shiny and they didnt have scented potpourri. things are looking up for this site, and i dont know who the hell most of you are. all i remember is that all the messages that were being posted were about either computers, bitching about working on computers, or computer games. it repulsed me, so i left. after several verbal threats, james- the man; the legend- finally convinced me to post. but what the fuck do i really have to say? I could inform you all that i will being going away for good very soon. this boy is going to make himself a man by graduating early and enlisting into the armed forces. the paperwork is already in the mill and its all ready to go. i just gotta get there. to me its almost depressing, but i know i will have a better life than what i have now. but this isnt in true slim jayee style, so lets go with something a little more up my alley, like making fun of the fat. yesterday for those of you lazy fucks that are just uninformed was bumbershoot, as a matter of fact it ran from friday until monday. now bumbershoot is seattle premier magnet for the freaks, weirdos, hippies, and canadians. i must say that, youll see some things at bumbershoot that youll never see anywhere else. there was a very popular store which drew in so many of the surroundings tacky and uncoordinated dressers, it was a store that sold accessories made of common kitchen items, one very popular item was a pair of glasses that was made of two tea strainers welded together, and my god, they were horrid. i dont think ive ever seen more 14 y/o, loser, fat girls packed into one greasy mass in my life. but thats not even the worst part of the festival. the worst part was all the fat, ugly women wearing tight, revealing clothing. more specifically there were belly dancers there.... now when you think of a belly dancer you think of a skinny, sleak, tempting, minx like foreign goddess. but not in seattle.... these women were absolutely disgusting. to start they were incredibly fat, and im not talking the kind of fat that can be tolerated, jiggled about merrily, or hell, even be enjoyed to some certain extent. they were sloppy fat and greasy... and all the belly was exposed, and with each shake and shimmy that i saw a short little spurt of vomit shot up inside my throat. you know, the ones you get, dont you? well if you dont then you can only imagine. and to make it worse, their faces werent even attractive in the slightest way, and you were thanking whatever god would listen that they had tinted black veils over their sick and twisted horse-like faces. i ran far, very quickly. i never went back to that area, nor looked in its direction, unless inside a building without a window in that direction. so my little crackers, my suggestion to you- when at bumbershoot, dont look around, ever. this is slim jayee, once again pleased to be educating the crackers.