[bastard]

I only waited an hour and so many minutes cause i figured, oh... james works at nights, no threats there... and you seemed away... damn you... you damnable little man.

but that's okay... all's fair. You may have gotten it this time... and you may, through your clever backways, may get it again... but there will come a time when you'll forget, and it will be mine... and when it is... i will have a grand, awesome post.

Hey, in the end i'm comforted by the fact...

that jOe's superASS is still beating you by quite a margin...
of course, that happiness will subside once i put a picture of me up and it dies instantly...
but till that time later today... i'll still keep my happiness.

[cattle castration]

Oh yeah, james... who is the girl in the orange shirt? I was trying to remember everyone in this picture, but her name eludes me. If anyone else knows, please fill me in. If i remember correctly, she was only a occasional visitor or something... but (and again this is if i remember correctly), she seemed okay.

[the one true first post]

I hate you james. This was supposed to be the first post... but you went the crappy way of reserving...

I hate you will all my being...

but that's okay, i'll still post mine anyway...

it was a nostalgic post... a rememberence of a time long past...

when this picture was taken:



Yes, i can remember that time... filming the fake documentary... asking about james and his family... those two girls that had no idea what we were doing, but thought we were cool because we were older and we had a camera. Guh... And we finished with James being eaten by the crew.

See... that's what happens to little collinses when they go doing things underhandedly... like say! stealing my first post! bastard.

For some of you, this may not make sense, cause for a time my post will appear first... but for others... you'll see some concoction of james... and it will be first...

oh but that's okay james... enjoy your glory... for now.

( sits back - relaxes ) ( exclaims : " ahhhhh " )

yeap, nothing like a good ol' fashion

FIRST FIRST POST
to make one feel at home.

I N D E E D Y

it sure is a grand thing that nobody else were probably wanting to be the first first-postee.
I mean Jeff came in second an hour and thirteen minutes after 12 o clock.
yeeeeeeeeee- eeeeeeeeeeeeeee- uuuuuuuuuuuuu- p

I tell ya.
Hmm. Not much to say really.
with the exception that here I am. First. First first first first first. so it seems.
hey, who is before me? Surely it isnt jeff - its NOBODY because I AM FIRST.

( ok really - important things ensue )

first - you know what's really dragging me the fuck down? EVERYWHERE I GO PEOPLE ARE NAGGING ME TO SHITSVILLE ABOUT " HEY JAMES YOU KNOW IT WOULD BE REALLY GRAND TO HAVE A COMMENT SYSTEM " - and you know what? YOU WANNA KNOW SOMETHING? Its a fucking PAIN IN THE ASS to get them to work. It took me forever to get that old red-one up and working and you know what happened because of it? Posts went down in number because people started using " number of comments " to judge how good a post was. A couple of people would post a few things of value and if they didnt get at least 2 or 3 comments per post they'd be like " OH nobody reads my stuff " or " My stuff isnt good enough for the board " and they'd go back to their dark little corners and never post again. I FUCKEN HATED THAT. Another downside to comment systems is that PEOPLE ON THE BOARD will use them as MINI BOARDS and conversations + postworthy material will be stuck into the comment system and those tangents wont get placed into the archives. ( unless someone can find a comment system which saves comments in a local file or something ) - fugah! Not to mention that most comment systems work on CGI or PEARL scripts which i have to CODE and FIGURE OUT how the bloody thing works - but oh no, everyone is like " JAMES IS MISTER MAGIC MAN - HE CAN JUST POOF A COMMENT SYSTEM OUT OF HIS ASS AND IT WILL BE SUPERB " - guh.

first -
no wait thats what I am today,
second : anyone up for a ' gathering ' of sorts on saturday - that of May the 10th - when jimmoi+zacho are here? Im figuring something along the lines of the barbeque again - but in all probability it wouldnt be able to ' flow ' where i want to go ( alder lake ) - but if ' camping ' is available then i'd be definate for that. or we could do it on the 9th and camp on ft. lewis again - or we could do it on the 10th when my parents aren't at their home and bribe michael to let us all in and have a BARBEQUE TWO. Tons of ideas - do me a favor and post some of your ideas as to what we can do as a " gathering " - think of something new, something different, something we all havent done together, something fun. Or i'll just come up with something and tell everyone when to be there and what to bring.

first -
no, god damnit i keep making that mistake, me being first and all,
third : i think thats it - but i know there is something out there that agitates me so much that i have to fill a good paragraph about bitching about it. so im thinking of something that gets on my nerves. .. . .. hold on second - me being the misanthropic pessmistic fiend that I am you all know that there'll be something that I dislike. Cable modem. god damn do i hate fast internet connections - ah ahahaha, no ... no i dont. and small paychecks, FUCK - i only made around 800$ last night on my paycheck, WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT SHIT? ah hahaha - the funny thing is that is small. And ...

well shit nothing is really pissing me off.
ill post later.

fuck you.

Damn. The board is on fire again.

...

My boss wants to send me to Redhat school. I haven't told him I'll be going to Pilchuck this summer. But that doesn't start until July, so I have plenty of time to let that sit.

Come to think of it, I hadn't mentioned it here, either. Pilchuck glass school. I'm pretty stoked about being accepted. Now I just have to pay for it. Guess that's what loans are for.

...

Thanks for bringing back that memory (James).

I always thought it was me. Maybe that's why I pried.

...

C'est la vie.

[list]

Tetris.

Like i said, i knew i'd forget some... and that list was made waaaay early in the morning...

I considered Goldeneye... but it was also up against other ideas for fps'... including Counterstrike and Doom... (which strangely enough i forgot both of those).

and there was also a period in my life... which to an extent still to extends to now... that i didn't really play many games... long story which i won't get into.

As a question: there was another 8-bit game that i've been trying to remember but can't... somethin from Nintendo that i can't recall but that's been nagging at me.

I wonder if top ten is just too short a list...

Oh and james... like the board... and you're still losing to jOe. hehehehe...
however, i won't talk until after i post my picture.

Others on the board should put there picture up to... all in good fun and whatnot.

This posts sucks... i had a bunch to say and now i find myself distracted by tv, a weird truck rumblinb outside... and the fact that my mind is wrapped around the idea of putting my Betta Hippocrates with another Betta and filming it as a documentary.

tell me what you figure of the new layout - suggestions, ideas, complaints?
so on so forth. things of note : the posts are now chronological again ( ie : WHOS GONNA GET FIRST FIRST POST BITCHES?! )
im considering looking into comment system scripts but on the condition that we on the board dont use it - more like the comment system for " wanderbys " or " visitors " to comment because they cannot post on the board. If I could get everyone to agree to that I'd probably get the comment system up and running again. umm, what else.

Im trying to get it to where the " archives " will have their own page, not be UBER SCROLLED TO DEATH on the side there.

and dont jenk my hotscores damnit. Im gaining on Joe.

new layout to accomidate the " hot or not " idea.

[taint]

Yeah, there were a few games i had forgotten, obviously. And the ranking, i quickly figured that when i found myself at "5" with Mortal Kombat II while having Mario Kart, A Link to the Past, and Starcraft all behind it... I just was feeling lazy and tired and didn't want to copy and paste and cut and paste and post and edit and paste and post... you get the idea. Anyway that being that expect an updated draft of that list sometime soon with some additions and some drops... i had forgotten Counterstrike up until the end when i thought of it and didn't add it...

I thought of GTA3, but again, couldn't really settle in my head whether it was still too recent... and actually was considering putting in GTA1 since it kinda helped start that along... when i thought that, i thought Carmageddon, but that game didn't catch on quite the same as the GTA series.

Grand Turismo 2, whether you guys play it here, which i don't much either, is still considered a great game, and people STILL play it despite there being a Grand Turismo 3... i know of a person who bought a PS1 for that game, then bought a PS2 just to play Grand Turismo 2 with enhanced graphics... But yeah... GTA3... definitely an awesome game...

and again... there are games i left off that people loved playing... I would almost say make up your own list... hmm... or better... if i knew how to make a form, i'd just have people vote on the best... or hell, just email a list of your ten favorites of all time... then i'd post which got in...

awesome idea, but it might be more than most of us can focus our attention on so i don't expect much of that.

Guh, perhaps you are right james... perhaps i do have a taint of a gamer... yeeesh. Good thing that's all it is :).

1. Jeff - nice, but not nice enought. Obviously ( as I said long long ago ) - you've got the taint of a gamer, but not the real blood of a gamer. This is terribly evident by the placment ( or lack there-of ) - of Starcraft ( quite possibly the best RTS of all time ) and the stark absense of the doom series ( more importantly doom2 ) - all in all a good post. still. jenked. I mean c'mon. GTA3/b beats " GRAND TURISMO 2 " any day of the week, including fictional days of the week I can make up like : " FLOOBDAY " and " SHANKDAY "

2. Breanna - you read the board everyday even the days when it was ... well, for lack of a better word : Dead? I was going to try and get ahold of you to talk with you - there was a lot of ' history/past ' things I'd like to go over with you on a ... ah, personal basis - one on one and all. but I didnt know how far along Justin has gotten in the department of " growing up " so to speak - and whether or not that was an option for me without being a detrimental factor to your " relationship " as it were. In fact there was a time directly after me and Heather went our seperate ways that I fully intended on breaking the two of you up just for kicks. Um. Yeah - I tossed that idea out the window merely based on the fact that I know neither of you two anymore, and the people I knew in my head were probably dead already and the flaws and problems i wished to fix in them were - well, probably fixed already. Im glad to hear that you're not getting married - not out of spite or anything, but I generally frown upon marriage in general ( BONNIE ) - And finally : I heard of your acquisition of a home. I cannot say that I was not jealous. Um. And very agitated. I hoped my relitaves would die off soon, if not the exact day I heard that you fell into posession of a home. Hrmph. ( SHIT ) - am I allowed to say all these things? Most likely not.

3. Jimmoi had a good point about Age of Empires. That game did consume a good amount of time. And what is Auto Modellista? Some Fuckin' RICER GAME where you buy SHITTY CAR and STREET RACE IT to WIN MORE MONEY and PIMP OUT THE SHITTY CAR? pfff. Jimmoi has become our AZN-representitave in this department of R(I/A)CING.

fouthly ....

5. still going to work on inviting those people.

At this point I am so lame that I read the board everyday, I just have nothing to post, hence why I never do. As for the flock.jpg, I just think it is a funny picture and felt like posting it, but other than that it has no real signifigance. So anyhow, if any of you have anything you need/want to say to me put it on here and I'll read it within a few days (if posted on the weekend), however I doubt I will be kept much in the loop of anything. As for Justin, he is working, and sleeping. We are going to Vegas for a week in July, we were going to get married, but, decided that we don't want to. So for now we are just going to continue living together. Oh and James, as for a post you did a while ago, when you were talking about moving out and who has moved out and so on and so forth. I don't rent any more, I own my own home 100%, and I live in Spanaway now about 5-10 min. from BHS.

[no better way to pass time...]

So i was sitting here reading various things... and for one reason or another that escapes me for the moment...

i thought... what are the top ten video games/computer games of all time. (i thought about whether i should include computer games (as in PC games in this list, but then i figured... ahh, i'm too lazy at the moment to actually make too lists, and so... one list it is)

So then... i thought, what would be on my top ten... and so i present you with my "work-in-progress" list of the top ten video games (which is slightly biased since i don't have a PS1 or PS2... oh well... sony can kiss my ass). This list is in reverse order but is highly subject to change as i am writing this early in the morning (early for my brain) and it is likely that i'm leaving many games out.

10. Grand Turismo 2 (PS1)
Ahh Grand Turismo 2. This is saying much considering i didn't play it that often. Still, as far as my recollection goes (and please remember this is MY recollection so if anybody out there knows better, that's fine, just don't get all high and mighty on me) this was one of the first (not counting Grand Turismo 1) to be quite so in depth with car choices and selection and getting to drive realistic cars... and quite simply, that seems awesome.

9. Starcraft (PC/Mac)
I debated this one, mostly cause it's still relatively new in some respects, and because it is still played. Yet that was also the reason why i decided to put it on the list, at least for now. Starcraft. I can't even begin to tally the number of hours i have played that with James, Andy, Jimmoi, Zacho, Michael... the list could continue but i don't feel boring myself with endless typing. You get to control three races... and they were all varied. And for all those who played against James... who can forget those g'damn stupid Hydralisks that he'd bury around everyone's bases, so that when you thought it was safe, he'd pull out just a few more... I hate you james.

8. Mario Kart 64 (SNES)
I don't really even think i need to say much about this one. Simply awesome. And for all those who say that the first Mario Kart was better (cause there are people that say that), all i have to say to you is: Rainbow Raceway. Or even, that damnable freeway track... I hated that track, and yet loved it because i remember racing one of you bastards on it, and just when i thought i was gonna lose, a giant truck... quite possibly a "Land-o'-Lakes" truck, slammed into you and i took first. Hahaha, bastards.

7. The Legend of Zelda: A Link to the Past (SNES)
This game was so... great. Storyline was there. Plenty of weapons to find and collect. Bosses were awesome. You got the Triforce at the end. Plus it was the first time that it featured a Link where you could enter your name and it would appear in the game. Also the first time that the Master Sword was used to deflect the bosses energy bolts, a theme that has now become tradition in the Zelda series. Oh, and of course, the first to introduce the idea of mad crazy chickens that came to kick your ass when you beat up one of them. Gotta love gang-mentality.

6. Super Metroid (SNES)
Everything that was awesome about the original Metroid, only given five-thousand lbs of steriods. All the old weapons, all the new weapons... SCREW ATTACK! Sound track was enhanced but carried with it many of the same old tunes. Ridley and Kraig... and Mother Brain... and the awesome HyperBeam that you got at the end when the Metroid comes to save you. Sweet.

5. Mortal Kombat II (SNES/Genesis)
This was a much harder decision to come by. I couldn't really determine whether I liked Mortal Kombat I or Mortal Kombat II better. Eventually I settled on this because this game featured more characters, more fatalities, more moves, but it hadn't gotten stupid yet. Save that for Mortal Kombat III (though i will argue that III had some saving graces... namely i believe it was the first MK to actually implement combos). Still... i wonder. I did like Goro of the first MK.

4. Super Smash Brothers Melee (Gamecube)
Ahh, again another hard decision. Go with the original or go with the update... and then it dawned on me... if it was merely an update then the original would win out... but Melee was more than a mere update. It was like someone took gold and turned it into... well... hmm i don't know cause nobody has taken gold and turned it into something far better than gold. While Melee had the same basic idea and similar moves... it took the gameplay far and above. The character additions, with the exception of fucking Doctor Mario (come on Nintendo... you already had Mario and Luigi, did we really need Doctor Mario when you could have at least had Wario??) was awesome. Personal favorites: Young Link -- which i own with, and Luigi -- who despite his awkward weirdly slow, yet oddly nimble movements, remained quite good in a fight. Still, i did for a moment want to say the original Smash Brothers, because i still remember the debate between Green Hat Pikachu and Blue Hat Pikachu...

Blue won, of course.

3. Super Mario Brothers 3 (NES)
Again... if it were a matter of just being an update, then i'd have said the original... but this game was also more than just an update, it was like a revelation of what could be done with a little bit of thought. Those sweet suits... Who can forget that? The Frog Suit, the Tonaka Suit, the HAMMER BROTHERS SUIT! Flying.... flying! Damn, the one thing i wish Melee would have incorporated would be at least one of those Suits for Mario or Luigi... or that bastard Doctor.

2. The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time (N64)
Now i know that some will have complaints as to why i listed this game when i already have a Legend of Zelda game listed... but i have my reasons, and here are a few. The storyline became VASTLY more indepth with this game. Before this, the Zelda series was fairly indepth, but this took it to a whole new level. Second... The Legend of Zelda in a 3d environment. Third... a young and old Link. Fourth... The mad Chickens were back, but now they flew at you from all sides and all angles and various heights. As i learned quickly, 3d makes it very hard to escape from a bunch of crazed chickens. Fifth... Water Temple. The by far hardest temple I can remember from the Zelda series... except maybe a vague recollection of a water-type temple in Link to the Past. This game was in a league of it's own when it came to the N64. There are so many other reasons that i can't even begin to recall that this game deserves to be a top ten.

1. Sim City 2000 (PC/Mac)
This was a hard one to remember, but i remember it being fun. Building a city... then sending your natural forces to wreck havoc upon it. Don't tell me you didn't enjoy playing god with your little Sim City civilians.... because you know you did. The only problem i had with this was remembering which version was the version that I played, so i just went with 2000.

Upon finishing this list i realized a couple of things. I already don't agree with some of what i wrote... or rather, with the placement of some of these, and i will likely want to change them... but for now i'm leaving it... so... that's that. Secondly... all the systems were pretty much covered... or rather at least the major makers...

except for one: Microsoft... (PC doesn't count because at least as far as i understand it, Microsoft itself wasn't instrumental in making the game). I didn't say any Xbox games cause i hate xbox... well that and it's still relatively new... and the other systems are a bit older. Gamecube wouldn't have made it if not for Melee. I thought perhaps Halo for xbox... but i think CounterStrike would beat that... Fuck... counterstrike... okay so i told you that i forgot some games... Splinter Cell was another option... but i couldn't decide if it was too new still...

Anyway, that's all i've got to say on that. Laters.

1. you'll notice that there are no links to the 'quiz' and that it doesnt say : HE WAS THIS - WHAT ARE YOU? - because I jenked the image and didnt post the quiz-script, so technically - its an image not a quiz - so BAM I am WITHIN MY OWN LAWS. har har.

2. zacho : M*A*S*H sucked my C*O*C*K. And a short little fat one it is.

3. MY RATING IS NOW AT 6.2 - JOE IS AT 6.8 - he DECREASING and i am INCREASING. SOON I WILL OVERCOME THAT WHICH IS LARDMAN.

the bitches love me because they know i can ROCK.

hahahaha, usually i dont do these.
but uh.

read the pink letters.

its funny


hee hee.

haha, breanna - i didnt know you monitored the board still - and what of justin? ( whom i forgot )

and what is the significance of " flock.jpg " ?

anyone else notice the board seems to be alive again? ( drew will you be posting often now? that rules )

I might be invinting more people. Anthony, Jon, Roody, Mike ( rigney ) again, considering Adam Wearn.

and now for some people I missed :

Justin: othwerise known as " glasses " - meeting outside of some asian guy's classroom ( dont remember his name ) in the junior high, right next to the entrance doors. Other notable characters who associate there consist of " Can-of-wax " / Cannifax and " Bubba " a one-very-large-toothed somewhat-retarded black boy.

Raechelle: Mr. Sawatski's class - a girl who continually bothers me and almost arouses me by not complying with what I tell her to do. First memeory is of her taking my shoe and not returning it - I get so angry I start entertaining rape fantasies.

J. D.: In the afore-mentioned class with Mr. Sawatski I was impressed that both he and his sister had MSI qualities and could actually "Think" as it were. I assimilated him during one of our " desk circle " discussions when he agreed with me, the topic i forget what it was.

Kyle: In a class, Junior high, Mr . . . Hall - algebra. He continually fails to do his homework and of all people, right before class - copies MY homework. This is when I use to do my homework and eventually because of people like him I cease to do so. Contributing factor to my cynical idea that school is not effective and being used at its maximum capabilities.

Joe ( korean ): First met in a classroom where i was a partner with him in a group. I did nothing he did everything. I laughed a lot, we got a B+. First memory is of coming home with him and we go to his kitchen where-in he removes A WHOLE MEATLOAF, slaps two pieces of bread onto it and calls it a sandwhich, EATS IT within FIVE MINUTES.

Anthony: walk into the " brand new " wizards of the coast at the mall to buy some cards. bought a starter and a booster for the fuck of it. I do not know who I had with me, but we walked into the " back room " to check things out where two other kids were sitting and playing MTG. One of them ( anthony - whom i did not know by name at this moment ) - calls us over and asks if we'd like to play. I told him that I didnt have a deck but I could make a shitty real quick one with the cards I bought. Needless to say I lost. I thought him to be very cocky and an asshole because he thought he was so good that he " WHOMPED MY ASS " and i didnt even have a deck of any caliber. I left the store with a bad feeling. LONG TIME LATER it turns out he says to me : " Hey james remember when we first met in wizards? " - i have no recollection of meeting anthony but do remember the asshole. Little did I know they were the same person. I laughed.

thats it for now.

Interesting post, I had forgotten about so many of those moments until now. I don't know if that was a good thing or not trying to remember all of that. Any how, not like I need to tell you, but I suppose I was talking about you back then. : )

[overflowing lard]

So i was randomly looking around for pictures of crowds of men to photoshop james into so that he'd have something to dream about tonight instead of thinking about me and knee pads when i ran into this little clip on a message board and immediately i thougth of jimmoi:

Silent,

You're right 100% right. But dykes and fags are only the tip of the iceberg. What really represents "Depravation,immorality and disgusting" behavior are fat people. I mean come on, all they do is indulge in their own depraved obsession, whether it be cake or hot dogs. I can't even see their bones or muscles when they walk by, and I seriously find it disgusting. And the worst part is that they go out on the street every day, and I'm supposed to just grit my teeth, grin and bear it??

Look, I have some fat friends, so I know what I'm talking about. But it's not that hard to lose some damn weight! They just don't want to lose the weight because they're selfish. And to be honest, I feel discriminated against when I'm around them, because they take up so much more room than me. On an elevator, while they're selfishly taking up 1/7 of the space, I'm only taking up 1/8!

It's not that I have anything against fat people per se, it's just that they're immoral, selfish, self-centered jerks. Maybe deep down they're nice people, but I'd really feel more comfortable if they stayed out of the public eye and made themselves as hidden as possible.

After all, think of the children. If little Johnny sees a fat man walking down the street, he'll get the impression that it's okay to be fat! It will be the death of conventional morality as we know it.

I wanted to laugh... but i couldn't cause i suddenly imagined jOe on an elevator shifting around uncomfortably because all the 1/eigthers were bunched in their with him... and all he could do was frown and continue playing his pokémon magenta or whatever hell other color they have named it now...

i hate pokémon, probably almost as much as jimmoi hates fat people.

hehehe,
Jeff.

If you wanted me to come,
well.

there's always those knee-pads.

( SORRY - you just left it so readily availabe ;)

For all those who remember the good ol' days of the old 8-bit Nintendo dominance...

and those who don't visit Something Awful that often:





I'm sorry... maybe i'm simplistic in my humor... but this was freakin' hilarious. I suppose you also have to be somewhat caught up on recent news events as well.

Damn you james...

that was awesome...

and one of those random ideas that came to my head once, but that i never followed up on... like those photoshop contests that we always talked of doing....

oh well... since i cannot prove that i actually thought of the idea to do what you did before, i would come off as simply a copycat... so i won't bother...

though i am sure you probably thought if it first, told me about it, and i eventually forgot the source of that brillant idea and figured, "ah what the hell, maybe i thought of it"

either way... awesome.

I may consider doing one myself, as some of us should, since each of us would have different first memories of the other, and it would be intriguing to see if some of them match up...

blah, but then i don't want to steal james idea... so... whatever...

in other news... considering this whole thing of graduating... I want to stay in college -- it's infectious really. But monetary issues concern me. It would be nice to get out and make real money... save it... then go back for a sociology degree, a philosophy degree, a bucket of chicken wings, and perhaps eventually a teaching degree.

oh, and my psychology masters or doctorate.

Estimated age upon finishing: 203 years old.

I don't want to graduate... but it seems as if perhaps i must. If i do... i damn well expect some of you, especially you james, to be there. I want you sitting up at the top, uppermost seat of whatever setup it there and talking with someone else about the randomest of topics...

because if you're not, i will come for you.

ok, my post.

recently my mind has been working in " remember mode "
and i thought it was funny that i could remember how i first " think " of most of you. so here they are in no order :
if i say " first memory " it means not necissarily when we first met - but the first think i think.
anything else is " first meeting "

Andy: wandering around looking for what bus to get onto, i yelled at him from the transfer bus. then showed him where to go, a conversation that first day consisted of : " man oh man i love blowing my nose in the shower, you ever do that? " ( me ) - and him : " No, my mother doesnt let me do that, its too loud. " / no joke. for a moment i actually thought he misheard what I said.

Jeff: First memory is of him and andy walking over to my house and he was manic about bees i believe, and had a newspaper or was talking about swinging a newspaper at bees. it was either that or that he " had beat up " some kid named larry.

Jimmoi: Jeff had a friend whom he wanted me to meet. First memory is Jeff driving us to the library and me+jimmoi in the back seat, my head titled half-out the window thinking : " JESUS CHROIST THIS GUY IS ANNOYING. "

Steven: Heather D. and Breanna stop by my house to pick me up. I get in the car and they say : " Hey we can get steven too! " I say : " umm.. who is steven? " they say : " you're going to find out. " --- later on stop by steve's house and he gets in the car. " Hey steven, this is james. " " Hi james. " " umm.. "

Tarina: First memory is of the day i went to a play and found heather with mike all dressed up and we ' pseudo ' broke up and I was really angry and off-set, is of Tarina " poking " at me with questions while I was on the stairs.

Drew: First memory is of us in the auditorium with mike rigney talking about suicide after school one day.

Jesse: That kid with the trenchcoat who wore the JTHM shirt and I went through great lengths to get him to hate me via people and telling them that I absolutely hated him.

Andrew ( napster ): In class " I didnt know they made a soundtrack for vietnam. " - hahaha. and he wore the shirt which stated : " Napster " often.

Jeff ( Mr. R ) : Upon giving Napster his name, Mr. R exclaimed : " Hey I want a name! " - and I had recently just been thinking of the tarintino film resviour dogs. So I took the " Mr. " from that and then chose him to be Mr. Red. I didnt want the connection to be noticed well so I shortened it and called him Mr. R.

Bradbury: In Alec's class across the room sitting next to mr. Basher, an idiot. First memory is walking into mr. ball's class and there's bradbury and i called him pillsbury because I use to call him pillsbury in class. He didnt like that, so I figured pillsbury and bradbury were close enough and called him bradbury in it's stead.

Andrew Davis: Dating Breanna first memory of him is we're all at a football game and 'hanging' on the rails. He grabs Breanna's ass and she squeels like she always did squeel - someone asks me : " ARENT YOU GOING TO DO ANYTHING?! " - I shrug.

Breanna: Same class mentioned before with Bradbury, she is talking to bradbury and basher and i over here the conversation while going to scan something - it consists of : " You like someone, in this classroom? WHO IS IT? " - I felt nauseated for her because they were bothering her. Looking back i think that she was talking about me.

Heather: The story is well known already. I worked in the library as a T.A. and i was having a difficult day with sophmores and young women coming onto me. Tasha and Heather both came up to me and asked for my assistance to get a book and I yelled at them something along the lines of : " Im not unique god damnit dont come onto me! " - they did not recieve assistance and ran away.

Aaron: Me and Jimmoi had got into the habit of sitting on the stairs after school because neither of us wanted to go home and he told me of a guy he found who was ' worthy ' of association. We spoke about bringing him to the stairs, eventually he came one day.

Doreen: Engage Games Online. Played a bunch of games online and whenever the game was finished it would boot you to a chatroom. She was always in the chatroom because she didnt play any games. Her brother did.

Pinkos: She was a short troll-looking girl in my german class with braces, a lisp, and a really bad hygeine problem. People threw stuff at her a lot - half eaten food and paper balls and so forth - I was actually going to defend her and tell them to stop but then class ended and I figured that it would be best if I didnt, being she might develop feelings for me. I had a crush on her reguardless.

Mike Rigney: Science class / Mr. fields - he is drawing two tatoos on his hands and one is an upsidedown cross with a line below it. I ask him if he knew what that meant and he said yes. I laughed at him and told him that he'd regret it one day when he was old and wrinkly and that his grandchildren would ask what that was. He didnt seem to care.

Chrissie: Jimmoi and zacho come over. Im half dressed and they bring a girl in. panic.

Sarah: Someone in a class gets ahold of one of my mindmaps and somehow gets ahold of me with a letter. we hold a correspondence and I figure her to be just another young girl who's infatuated with me. I send her a story of mine called Mary and she writes back about how it was good and draws a picture to go with it. Turns out later she is an associate of mine's sister that I didnt even know had a sister.

Zacho: Jimmoi keeps talking about some guy he works with and wants to bring along with us on " jimmoi days " - eventually he comes along and thus begins the chronicles of TZA. Jimmoi also decides to try to assimilate a guy named Chris. It does not go as well.

Bonnie: A girl in my class, buisness law, who intrigues me and seems to get along with the teacher but who's friends dont seem to match her. I enjoy agitating her and eventually she starts to stay in the classroom with me and Jesse during lunch. Fun conversations ensue because she doesnt think like I do.

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thats it.
hit me up if i forgot you.

1. im trying to find someone who is good with websites to - well. " re do " the site - so i can chat with them / tell them what i would *LIKE* the board to become / and hopefully with luck and bubblegum, maybe a little bit of $$ on the side - we can get someone to make the board look swell and jumpstart it into running again.

oh. aaron has a surpise as well.

ill be posting when i get home from work. i got a good post.

Now that's some funny shit there Jimmi....I'll have to try that.

...

"Ask -Bradbury" was a short-lived attempt at an advice column by yours truly and the loose-slugs crew. Didn't really ever get going. Although, calling it short-lived isn't entirely correct, because it hasn't actually died. It's just been lying dormant since August. "Failed attempt" would be more apropriate.


It's at askbradbury.blogspot.com


The idea was to incorporate it in with this site, but it never amounted to much, so...

whats this?

lo - from the archives of " THE ASK BRADBURY FILES " comes . . .


i was just wondering....i have a girlfriend...what is the probability that i will have buttsex?

~emo~

~emo~,
To answer your question directly, the probability is fairly high, perhaps between 75 and 80 percent. But to realize your buttsex potential, you must play your cards right.

It hinges on a lot of things. The main one is, in this proposed buttsex, who do you expect will be giving, and who will be receiving?

If your "girl" friend is either really a man, or enjoys the strap-on arts, the possibility of you waking up in the middle of the night with your man-virginity no longer intact is fairly high.

Now, if you want to be on the giving end of the buttsex, your chances may vary. If she's not too perceptive to the idea of sending your "Easy Rider" up the Hershey highway, there's nothing that a bottle of Southern Comfort and some Vaseline won't cure.....or so I've been told.

Perhaps you should bring it up in a nonchalant manner, by, say watching some anal-intense porn with her and asking what her opinion of that is. If she doesn't seem to like it, mention how much smaller your "endowments" are than the stars of the show. Or, maybe you would be better off not saying you have a little Oscar Meyer.

Good luck.


yeup.
Bradbury called it.
And zacho did get the sex-de-boute.

Actually drew, it's not...

i've got aaron, andy wegener, and... uhm... collins has one of himself up to... but last i was told, he was losing to good ol' jOe.

i would put the others up, but my attempt at it went awry, so if you want the others up, you'll have to talk to james about that. I personally think that it'd be great to have either him or another like aaron or andy up next to jOe to have a real contest to view...

but james was against that because he thought it would be too much clutter. Still, if you want to have it, just tell him.

Laters, -- i'd write more but i'm sleepy as hell.

Frozen Tundra....the plates I'm getting for the new truck (I sent the application in the day after I got the registration) say "FROZEN"

And it's a Tundra. A blue Tundra....Sort of a theme I guess, the whole frozen/ice thing.

Shit.

...

Anyway...This is the coolest car commercial ever. The only CGI in the entire ad is the arcs from the batteries...

Um...Linux is Unix. They both comply with the POSIX standards, and anything under that is capable of pretty much the same stuff.

It really depends on whose "flavor" or specific builds you're using.

There are easily a dozen different makers of both...but they all use the same basic idea. I'm thinking closer to two dozen actually...

As far as ease of use....It all varies by what you're using. Redhat is much much easier than, say, Solaris. But Mac OS X is far easier to install and use than Redhat. Nortel phone systems use yet another kind (their own) and it's very difficult to use.

The general idea is all the same....and Microsoft is the only company that still goes it alone with their own brand of BS....which is, by the way, a ripped-off version of OS/2. Hell, even the original DOS source code was stolen.

But yes, unix does rule. It rulse heavily.

Let's just look at what Microsoft offers:

Pay outrageous amounts of money for a piece of software, and you get:
Little documentation.
Little to no useful technical support.
Endless streams of patches and service packs, few of which actually solve problems.
Nothing that is industry standard.

Then they come out with a new version, where they've done little more than pretty it up, and you have to pay for that. If you don't, your machine is obsolete, and won't work with any of the new software.

People started using it because it came with their computer.
It comes with computers because Microsoft offers incentives to manufacturers to sell it with the machine, and then traps them into the deal.

Microsoft is better at selling software than writing code.


They have ahold of the market for desktop machines because of their business practices. When you step up into the world of IT, where people need shit to work, Microsoft becomes a minor player to companies like Redhat and Sun. In some cases, the Windows solution is cheaper, but the Unix/Linux solution has better support, is more developed and will show massive increases in stability and functionality.

...

So I guess to be more accurate: If you're using Windows, you're Microsoft's bitch.

you think so bradbury?
i dont know - merely out of the reasoning that people still are lazy and dont know much about Operating Systems.

If you're using Windows, you are its bitch. Like it or not.

That's why I don't use it.

The days are numbered for closed-source software.

Maybe, depends on qualifications.....

We have a couple technician positions currently being filled by substitutes, but with the massive budget cutbacks from the state, we'll probably lose those. Might lose one or two of the full-time techs we have right now also. Not that it matters to me...I'm fifth from the bottom right now anyway.

you thought jimmoi had the bitches up north.
but really, we've got the hoes down here too.

Meet : Mallory the ice-cream loving Mammoth

picture here

you'll notice I made a link to her picture. because it is large. she'll enjoy you as a snack. her and jOe should hook up. maybe she could have jimmoi as a ' side dish ' - her little asian cream puff of love, so to speak. some of her interests? Here I'll make some sentences out of them and bold the one's she mentioned.

" "I really want to fuck myself some black men who are caring and dedicated christians who are devoted to their family and funloving friends. Im fat, fat, fat, honest as you can see - real laid back and I be keeping it real. Just relax and we'll get to understanding eachother, Im real determined to get some action. call me "

thats what I'd imagine her to say.

other than that, you fuckers should stop inflating the votes on the count.
either that or jOe gets more bitches then me.
wait-a-minute, no wonder i'll get low votes, the internet is PROLIFERATED with FAT WHORES like THIS ONE.

so me and jeff have decided to put a lot of us on hotornot.com
to see how we ' rank ' against jOe the large.

and uh.
so i went onto the website and got an old picture of myself at random.
and umm.

http://www.hotornot.com/p/?action=rating&state=vote&votee=1012815&vt=18&rand=632

he's beating me by .1
wtf.

Drew!

Long time, no see!

What's up with Seattle Art Institute? Don't tell us you're getting all touchy-feely artso crap on us... (joking, of course)

Drop me a line man....

those commie bastards ( hot or not dot com ) seemingly have tried to make an advertisement on loose-slugs appear.
i dont know how abouts they got around to implanting a code... but eh.

aint there no more. har.

( update :

ok - so it wasnt hot or not dot com bastards, rather - jeff bastard-o.
the link itself is a link to our very own jOe - being placed onto hot or not dot com
so im gonna put it back up there so we can all see how well he's doing.
( as per jeff's request )
it'll come down .. .. .. after awhile ;)

Humvee....

These things are the biggest pieces of crap to grace the roads since....

Well, they're huge, so there really isn't much else with which to compare them.

They are made to be tough. And they are very tough indeed. When they actually move. The main attractions for the military to these things are it's ability to withstand damage, the widespread configurations possible with the same basic chassis, and the how easy they are to repair.

Then you have the civilian version, now call the "H1." Same basic chassis as the military version, yet somehow GM managed to make the engines and electronics suck even worse.

Then GM decides, in it's infinite wisdom, to make a "new" hummer, based on their pickup platform. So, they come out with the atrociously hideous beast dubbed "H2."

True, they are both very capable vehicles. Both the H1 and H2 can go a lot of places your average off-the-lot Chevy can't. That doesn't make them off-road allstars by any means.

But man-o-man, do they suck.

[pan-ilicious]

I saw jimmoi's post about pan...

and after the initial shock that came with that picture, and the further shock that came with viewing the website... (actually, i wouldn't even call it shock when you curl into the fetal position and beg for death from one of your roommates)...

i remembered something that lingered in the back of my mind.

Jimmy has a Peter Pan Shirt.

Coincidence. I wasn't about to buy that. So i did some investigative snooping with my old friend Harry Wapler (who is NOT enjoying his retirement, i might add...) and we managed to find this picture on Pan-boy's website hidden away where nobody thought he would find it.

Brace yourselves:





Suffice it to say, i was utterly shocked... again. I don't know what to make of it. Jimmy says that him and fordyce found it one night... but i'm beginning to suspect that maybe jimmy knew of this a long time ago. Maybe... this is all a lover's spat... hmm... maybe this Jimmoi called it quits after he found out this Pan guy was two timing him with... Zacho?!

That's right. Not only did Wapler and i find the Jimmy love pic, but apparently there was good ol' Zacho in his black and white pic:



Judging by Zacho's facial expression and the placement of Pan's hands, zacho must really be enjoying himself.


Is THIS why Jimmy joined the airforce and zacho moved halfway across the country? All because of this bastard tearing them apart?! How incredibly sad...

I just hope one day that zacho and jimmy can put the past behind them and live in surrealistic peace.

High Mobility Multipurpose Wheeled Vehicles

thats what they were called. otherwise known as HUM - VEEs. The crowning glory of all that was motor vehicle delightfullness. Owning or even seeing a Humvee on the road was like a blessing from God, saying onto you : " Damn, arent you glad you have this? " or " Damn, you need to save up three years worth of savings to buy one, but oh - it would be worth it. " And on the way home today I hit a rather sour bump in the knowledge of that which is HUMVEE. The new and improved HumVee. If you were to go to school, say five or six years ago, and told everyone that your mother had bought a HUMVEE and she drove you to school in it - people would be in awe. They'd probably covet your mother as being someone so cool that you'd have friends you didnt even know of. Now, I imagine it to be commonplace. Soccer-moms wont be going twenty miles per hour in a thirty five mile per hour zone in a MINI VAN anymore, they'll be going NINETEEN miles perhour in a THIRTY FIVE mile per hour zone ( so as not to scratch the car ) - in THE BRAND NEW BETTER VERSION of the HUMVEE.

have you people seen this? Have you witnessed its grotesque sickness? I almost wanted to shoot the damnable thing that was in front of me in hopes that it would somehow put it out of it's automotive misery. Now soccer-moms will take TWO FULL TEAMS to soccer games in their hybrid humvee-suv piece of shit blah blah blah whawrhg. Everything I hold sacred eventually gets polluted by capitalism.

fuck'em.

and jimmoi - that peterpan guy. he's world renown. he's probably got more money ( from that website ) and more pussy ( just for being a panzy faggot ass ) than both of us and anyone else we know combined. Although its more than peterpan now - but him dressed up in little girl outfits. wtf?

[fex-it]

Hello. (understated, i know. what did you expect, trumpets blaring?)

For some of you, i wonder if you remember me... eh... hehe, don't really care.

Anyway,

I realized something last night. Well, two things. One, my roommate joe snores exactly like my wave sound generator... so i can sleep peacefully now when he snores. I worry about that.

And two... turning twenty-two yesterday was like being recast into life, which is part of why i feel like posting now, after so long. I feel like i have something to say and the motivation to say it.

Do you know why 22 is significant? Simply... because it's not.

When you're born, there are birthdates to look forward to: 16 - driving, 18 - the draft (okay, that could be pro or con), and the façade of adulthood, 21 - buying alcohol...

Then... 22. There is nothing after twenty-two, at least not for a long time, just like when you're born. Sadly... after 22, the only thing to look forward to is 40 - midlife crisis. Oh... and death... we can't forget that one... but really that doesn't count cause you don't know what your last birthday will be before death... so really, it's only 40...

ooh... and 65 - retirement, but that seems to gradually increase, until one day there will be no retirement, only specialized machines that allow you to work until your unknown death date.

I don't mean for that all to be dark and gloomy... rather i find this newfound age to be great. I'm not held back waiting for another birthday so that i can do more things. I can do more things now, cause their really are no restrictions set down according to age.

And i feel... refreshed. Yeeup... like a browser window, when all the crap on the screen starts to bog down the system, and you go up and hit refresh and it all comes back faster... and whatnot...

hmm, okay, crappy analogy...

but still... you get the point.

right...

ladies and gentlemen. for your viewing pleasure.

a poem composed entirely of " andy away messeges and bio-info " entitled :
" I am riddled with secrets "

Riddled with secrets

I am riddled with secrets.
ya know ya wants me
dont you wish you were in my thoughts?
come join me.

bored as hell
wishing things were different.
Watching the flame of my candle dance,
letting it work on me as it usually does.
wishing i was somewhere else, with someone else.

wheres the icebear ?
Im around - though Im only eager to talk to one person in particular
I hope you feel better, -muah- talk with me later
you want me ? call the other phone, its next to me.
( doesnt mean it'll wake me up =p )


Around the house. someplace.
Rented "Sorority Boys"
probably -off-
-might- mind you
Should be back shortly - 30mins or so.

have patience wait for me, patience my sweet

wanderin around with my towel
in the house
someplace
around
somewhere

outside burning.
about someone I know.
not like you'd care anyway.

I had a great dream last night
was about someone I know.
It's mine though, so don't ask about it.

I am riddled with secrets...
My heart is the vault for many of these.
Only two people have that key - I'm one, the other is Shower - mmm.

why dont you ... SCREW ME ? !

simplicity.

it is what people lack. or what they have and I dont have. one of the two - I dont necissarily care to delve into the problem and find the solution. reguardless.

I seem to be stuck working at a box factory

stick it up your ass.

But:

This picture

is much better.


.....at least from the neck down.

I don't know if I posted this bitd, but here goes.

tiffie

This is my good friend from Jr. High, Tiffie. You can also see her on "Girls Gone Wild, New Orleans!" I'm sooo sick of finding her periodically in a porn site pop up on my computer. So, yeah. I'm so proud of my friend, the entamology student at LSU, Tiffie.

I get bored with people over time, I know this. For that reason I eventually wonder away from people myself or let friendships fade. I do it unconsciously for the most part, but even once I realize what I’ve done I don’t try to resurrect my friendships; the lost causes. There have been a few people in my life who I have tried to hold on to, but by the time I did try to save the relationship, it was to late.

A**** from my youth, my family moved away from where I could see her. By the time my mom took me back to the old neighborhood, I found out she had moved the summer before.

S**** and M*****… both gentle and trusting souls. S**** my chow chow I named after her, my best friend. Meadow moved away with her family. I haven’t heard from her since.

L****** T******, I thought she was a great person. She ended up giving me a “three strikes” your out kind of thing because the way I acted and dressed embarrassed her in front of the ‘popular’ people at school.

T**, J*****, ‘Crazy’ *****, little ****y, and E******* all graduated last year. E******* wrote to me once last fall, but I never wrote her back. TomTom I still have some contact with, but not much.

A****, *****, and all the people I left behind in Sweden that I never said good-bye to, I only ever wrote the first two for a short while. Then stopped without ever giving them a reason.

_____________________, I care more for him more then all of the above said people combined. I’ve know _____, my ________, less than a year and I love him more than I know how to say. It hurts my heart to look at how much he makes me feel because I’m so afraid of loosing him.
I know that loving someone isn’t enough to make a relationship last. You have to have trust, communication, respect for the other’s privacy, and friendship. I think that these are the key four key things to a foundation of a long-lasting relationship. _____ and I have very good trust, our communication is pretty damn good at times but at other times I wonder where it’s gone, we have a mutual respect for the other’s privacy though I know I cross the boundary with him sometimes, and we don’t really have a friendship.
I know that I want to be friends with him. I want to go out anywhere or stay at home and be able to have a grand time with him, goof off, banter with him, relax in front of a movie, talk for hours about whatever…ect. Nevertheless we are very different he and I. He’s told me, written to me that because of our differences that he can’t act like a friend, or just be a friend. I think in some way I’m the same as he.
In the past few months we have both asked ourselves and eachother repeatedly if we should stay together. We both do this because we don’t know it if will last, and if it doesn’t, how much more will the other be hurt than they would be if our relationship were called off now. Then again, there is still that question of what if it does last? How great or long will it be if we stay together…?
As I see it now, without friendship, it won’t last.

_____ has proposed that we are just friends for a while and I will agree to this, yet I’m afraid. I cry as I read the letter he gave me, I cry now as I write all of this and think of him. In my mind though, I’m preparing myself to lose him. This scares me most of all. How is it I can do that? How is it I can say to myself, “Know that it’s coming, You’ll loose him, know it.” My mind plays against itself. My heart and my soul don’t know reason and logic as my mind does, all I really do is feel…. How can I be as I am, saying that I am the way I am… when all I really want is to be with _____ and say DAMN YOU to rest of the world or anyone, including myself for trying to take up apart.


[True or False? Then again, who really gives a fuck.]

Im not.
in fact, it made me laugh.

" ha ha ha "

see.

The execution of James Miller

Okay - I just tried to post this, and it didn't work, so I'm even more pissed off than I was when I started - but here goes again -

So, I know you guys are going to make hella fun of me for being so pissed/ upset/ angry about this one, but I'm going to bitch anyway.

I don't know if any of you know what I'm talking about here, but I know this guy who somehow watches TV by satelite over the internet. How that works - well, if you know, You'll have to expalin it to me, because I've got nothing. So anyway, he can get any channel pretty much in the world, and so his current facourite is Al Gisera. So he, knowing full well that my friend James Miller is in the armed forces, this video of the execution of six American POWs. They were the engineers that were ambushed and executed like a week ago or something, and he fucking shows this to me. I have so many friends in the ARMY/Air Farce, and all this has done is give me fuel for horrific fantasies of all these peoplel going off to war to die horrible deaths in the world'd biggest fucking sandbox. Grr. and the icing on the cake is this - the last man they execute, they show his interrogation as well. This poor fucking kid can't be older than about 25 years old, and they're slamming him with leading question after leading question - Why are you here? (because I was sent here) Why do you wnat to murder Iraqi people? (I don't - I was ordered not to shoot unless shot at.) This goes on and on - and then they ask him his name. PFC James Miller. I about had a fucking heart attack right then and there.

Now, tell me something - why would someone wnat to show me something like that? I've been fuming ever since. However, I have to show my "nerves of steel" to these people - as they often try to upset me just to see me upset - and so, in true fashion, I ate my dinner while I watched this whole thing.

So - you can all make fun of me all you want now, because I could sit there and eat while I watched the execution of James Miller, but now I'm obsessing over losing Alyssa and Jimi and all my friends who may be sent overseas. Yeah - Fuck you all.

steve i need 40 bucks for cat food and litter

posts.

post, that of the first : numbers.

these are numbers for you.
today we did an order for 30 000 apple bottoms in two and a half hours.
that is aproximately 200 boxes per minute.

now - in each bundle there are twenty five (25) boxes.
there are seven (7) layers per each pallet.
in each layer there are four(4) bundles.
that is one hundred(100) boxes per layer and seven hundered (700) per pallet.

more numbers : each individual bundle in-and-of itself aproximately weight fourty seven (47) pounds.
here comes the fun part.
how many bundles did I do in half an hour and two?
I stacked aproximately fourty two (42) pallets, and one last one minus two layers.
thats a total of 29 800 boxes. divided by twentyfive (25), that is onethousand-onehundred-and-ninety-two bundles. (1192)
the pounds times the number of bundles comes to fiftysixthousand-and-twentyfour (56024).
divided into minutes it comes to aproximately ninehundred-thirty-four (934) pounds.

so fuck you aaron.

post, that of the second : the freedom to feel whatever I feel like feeling

i have come to the conclusion (again, maybe?) that people have too many freedoms.
of of these freedoms that should be 'incheck' is the freedom to feel whatever they damn well feel like.
Governments, or any governing body for that matter - should start implementing conditioning routines in which they alienate and erradicate some specific " feelings " - how to achieve this? I dont really give a shit, but it can be done - and it should be done.

so fuck you. yes. you.

post, that of the third : individuals

what bothers me about people is that they all think that they are a god-damned carnival or " production stage " of some sorts.
that they portray themselves to people and that the people only see that which is on stage and that somewhere, deep in the backstage,
in the dark there are actors or musians who nobody has seen before because they havent been on stage. Or that somewhere nobody has seen these some majikal and mystical props or tomes of literature which make them " a specific and special individual, seperate and different than anyone else" That this gathering of unseen objects and thoughts and feelings - unmade choices and mistakes, proposals and history make them " AN INDIVIDUAL " - and that this " INDIVIDUALITY " makes them free from any sort of general classification or recording of any sort. That I cannot say broad statments and predict every god-damned instance that can happen when Im around people because " everyone is different "

You are no different than me.
I am no different than you.
these are minor idiosyncrasies which make us all pieces of a whole,
not wholes onto ourselves.

so fuck you. again. god damnit.

Oh. yes. I forgot - Im posting.
but you know what, i forgot what I was going to post about.

fuck.
ill be posting a lot more now - due to the (cough) war.

i got motorama on dvd.
i have to remember to write down what I want to post about at work so that I can post about it.
i have to do my laundry now.

aaron is in the shower having sexual relations with anna.
he is the king. get it. anna. and the king. eh. fuck you.

oh. by the way, whats this I hear about jimmoi being deployed to the " frontlines " because they fear homosexuals being " behind " in military actions so that they cannot " grab dat ass " - and by the way, I asked zach to get the implants. bitch.

now i need an ending quote. well, fuck - how about this?

Anthony and Aaron always are capable ( or so it seems ) at getting people into PIZZA HUT.
Um.

I dont think you want to work at a box factory tho.
And where steve works isnt exactly " office work " either.

Im no good.

Here is Bethel's job posting page. Not sure if anything on there applies to you, but new jobs come open often.

Seeing as I am now done with school until September, and for the moment out of work, I have a favor to ask of the board...

Does anybody know of any full time (or part time w/ high hours) jobs that are hiring at the moment? Preferably an office job, but I'll take pretty much anything at this point. If you do SERIOUSLY know of something please let me know. Thanks.

UNGC is a good club....they have (or at least had) a really nice clays course. It's about a mile long, with 15 or so stations.

There was this crazy guy, Pete, who drove around and managed all the peons such as myself. In the morning, we would load the back of his truck, and drive around delivering clays and people to the stations. One time, he drove off as I was climbing on the back of the truck. I made it about 200 yards holding the tailgate and standing on the bumper...until we hit a bump. Bounced me clean off the back, I hit the gravel at about 30 mph....and only narrowly avoided being run over by the next truck back.

Good times, great fun.

Napster-
Which club do you work at? I used to pull trap down at UNGC in Eatonville.....

The guy you're describing sounds like the guy that used to run things down there.

I am posting.
why.

to get that god-damned shockwave off of the main page.

a note.
anyone putting shockwave will, as I previously did with steves post - have it as a link.
anyone who does not link it i will link it for you.
and if you CHANGE IT AND FORCE ME TO LISTEN TO BANG BANG BANG OVER AND OVER AGAIN I will kill ban you.
look - i made a law.

you know why?
YOU KNOW WHY?!

BECAUSE I JUST WANT





















BANG BANG BANG.

I love you, Steven, for you have just made my day.

http://loose-slugs.com/images/webcam.html

Hehe heheh heh. That's some funny shit there, Zach-o. Are you posting any more about when you're getting your ass up here?

Sounds like you popped a fuse.

Might want to check and make sure nothing is grounding the hot lead going to the lighter....otherwise you'll only pop the next fuse you put it.


Oh, and Steven: I have a shirt that I believe to be yours. Found it cleaning out my truck. I don't want it, do you?

Hi there -

Yep. There went that. I have to have a comprehensive psychological exam before they'll cut me into little bitty bits. For real.

Why?

They're afraid that I want to hurt children. So - all I'm saying is that if that's a concern, shouldn't they be all the more willing to stop me from having them? But, NOW put me in touch with another doctor who will do it, but not until either May or June. I'm not sure which.

This week sucks.

I could have won a Nobel prize and be a multi-billionaire by now. Anything's possible. It isn't a matter of ability, it's a matter of what you have and have not done.

Ability doesn't mean a damn thing if you don't use it.


Last but not least; there is a fucking spell check button, you chimpanzee.

Max Powers: I think it was the Boomtown Rats, and most likely, the 70s or maybe the 80s,
since my parents told me about that song.

Sammi J: Good Luck with the Surgery! I hope it goes a-ok. and take it easy, abdominal surgery is painful
(i assume it will be abdominal?)

Happy Monday!!!

Today is a very happy day, for it means that I am one day closer to Tuesday. On Tuesday, I get to go see a doctor!!! Woo - fucking - hoo!!! This doctor is such a very nice man - because Tuesday is my very last appointmet with him before the best surgery I will ever, ever have!!

If we were starting at the beginning, I'd tell you all about how many fucking doctors I've been through to get to this point. However, we're not. That would be too tedious.

If we were starting in the middle, I'd tell you about how I threatened to sue a few different doctors to get to this point. That would also be tedious.

So, we'll start with a worst-case senerio. It's actually not that bad, because if this fucker finds some lame assed reason to not let me go under the evil knife, I get to start working with NOW, a woman's rights group, for it. So, I'll probably get my way anyway. I'm stoked. If not, I'm sure someone will marry me and file all the appropriate paperwork on my behalf. I'm stoked as Hell.

. .and, the best - case scenerio ~ If all goes well, I'll be getting my tubes cut, cauterized, and tied within a week. HOW KILLER IS THAT?!?!? Damn straight it is. No one with ever, ever, ever, ever, EVER hear Heather saying - "Well, damn, I'm knocked up." EVER!!! This is so killer. It's killer squared!

Well, since you asked nicely -

NO! I already told Kristin he could do it. Talk to him.

heather nice post i feel ya

but i couldnt do that im a guy i would take full advantage of that situation


by the way can me and hugo pimp your sister?

Finally went to the Museum of Glass today. My parents have a membership, so I got it free.

Some Swedish guy's collection opened. Big fancy gala bullshit, bunch of douchebags dressed up all fancy, laughing all fake-like. There I was in jeans and a flannel.

This Swedish dude did some neat shit with glass, but the hotshop was by far the best part. Entirely amazing. Somewhere during the hour or so we watched them do this shit from ten feet away, I had a sudden thought:

"Why the hell am I not doing that right now?"

Then came a moment of enlightenment, when I really couldn't come up with any answer.

So, I think I'll look into what it takes to get into the field.

The heart wants what it wants

I met a man tonight that, throughout our evening together, reminded me again of a weary line. The heart wants what it wants. So many take that as truth, as did I at one point. Of course, you have to question why it wants, how it tells you. I know that a sixteen year old heart has no idea what it wants; I have serious doubts that the twenty-one year old heart knows; I question whether or not the fifty-six year old heart is certain.

There is a college drama conference just North of Seattle right now. My cousin, Christopher, is there; so I went up to see him tonight. I expected us to just hang out; he took me to a ravette. I don't think I have to tell you all that I am not a member of that whole scene. After being approached by someone whose sex I may never be certain of, I decided to leave. I smiled and nodded, trying to be very polite, until I was asked a question. I waited through a long pause and a quizzical look from . . . this person.. . , I finally replied with "ß íå ãîâîðþ àíãëèéñêèé ÿçûê." and excused myself. Some fun.

As I headed out, I was approached again, this time by another member of my cousin's convention. This time, certain that this was a man, I talked to him for a minute. He was nice. He was Alaskan. Ha ha ha. Some fun.

This man was a Brandon, and we decided to go for coffee. We had been talking for several hours when he invited me back to his hotel room with him.

There was a time when I had no qualms whatsoever with accompanying a strange man home. My heart, at that time, wanted someone near me. My heart told me to seek the thrill and danger of slipping out before first light; and I believe to this day that there is an excitement therein. I wish something - anything - would give me the same thrill that sleeping with a stranger provides; I'm sure there is, but I don't know what it is.

Without stalling, I told him I'd love to. After all, that's not promising anything, right? We talked more on the way back, went up to his room, talked more in the room. Nothing - not even the slightest stirring of the adventure I once boxed with in the same situation. In that moment, I realized that my nineteen year old heart knows nothing of life, little of love. My fifteen year old heart was more certain of what it wanted. I waited for an opportunity to leave.

This man - this Brandon - was wearing a bracelet. The club we met in gave them to people over 21 to identify who could drink and who could not. Knowing this, I asked him what it was. He told me, so I asked him his age - 24. I feigned a "Wow", leaving him with a question about my age. "Seventeen."

Let me tell you - there has never been anything so phenomenal as the look on his face. Needless to say, I went back to find Chris.

I know my posts are tedious. I wish sometimes I led a more exciting life, but doubt I ever will. That's usually okay with me ~ I just hope that my heart comes to know what it wants, why it wants it, and how to get it.

so basically, you live down the street from me James?
unenlightened.

I finally met some people at my school that I can have a conversation with. This is a nice change of pace.

1. Breanna : I walk outside of my front door and if it is dark outside a big red ARBYS sign glows in the distance. I can walk to the Regal Movie Theatre. And more specifically, It is an apartment complex right behind Seven Eleven on Meridian at the intersection of 128th street named Aspen Creek. Woe the uninlightened.

2. I fell asleep. damnit. Now I have to pack, drive home, take a shower, go to work. FARGHARGH.

3. I dont know, I got nothin.

Okay, just out of curiosity, where is your apartment James? Heather called Justin the other night and told him that it is right by our house/her dad's house/Jimmy's parents house. However, I was unaware that there were apartments right around there. Any how, I was just wondering...

what haven't I missed? Everything.
what have I missed? Absolutely nothing.

1. Heather : I told you multiple times to leave your father. I actually mocked, critisized, poked fun at, swore at, and ridiculed you for this. Now is hardly the time to say : " why didnt anyone yell at me? " - pbbbhhttbbt :b

2. Having your own place is ... odd. It isnt as drastic a change as most people figure it to be - but living with other people will always be a chore. Im slowly becoming accustomed to " apartment life " - the noises themselves ... not knowing "who that is" but knowing that at around nine o clock in the morning they always take a slow bath is somewhat comforting - had I known it'd be so " actively noisey " then maybe I would have moved out alone - being that the noise would keep me sane. Would it? I do not know.

3. are you DEPRESSED - has life GOT YOU DOWN - then grow the fuck up. I was thinking for a while today at work, whilst I cleaned and cleaned and cleaned ( and cleaned ) - about depression. About how people get depressed and how most of the time those people aren't productive. It is because that people are bored or not dedicated to something that depression seeps in. I mean who the fuck really has time to be depressed - more-or-less : WHAT IS THER TO BE DEPRESSED ABOUT? I seriously believe depression is a sign of malintelligence. A big helping of "wake the fuck up" is the cure-all for depression. I got here ( old home ) - got online, and look what I come back to!

depression.
shoot me,
but shoot me in the head so i stop thinking the things i do. give me silence.
peace from my fears and thoughts. =\


I mean seriously. This is good stuff. It makes me feel for him. it does. I mean jeez. I would be depressed to in a self inflicted hell of my own creation. FUBAR

4. I will now go take a poo poo and then pack+go home.

Heather going to a Christian school.......

Oh my holy fucking Christ!!!

Not only did my link work, it opens in its own pop-up!!!! I'm so skilled!!!

If you must insist upon typing the way you do, I would suggest that you don't insult anyone else's spelling. In all fairness, we do have a spell check button.

Don't feed me any arguments about how "Well, I know my posts are fucked up as all get out, I just don't care.". She may be stupid, but you're just inconsiderate. It takes me forever to read your posts;

and don't feed me any arguments about how "Well, if you don't want to read it, then don't bother looking at it.". So far as I am concered, when someone posts something here it's because they find it to be interesting enough to share it with us, and it's only polite to read it. After all, who wants to be the one left out of the loop should the subject come up later?

Don't feed me any arguments about how "Well, Micheal and Mr. R spell worse than I do!", because, well, they're Micheal and Mr. R. They don't have to know anything about anything. They're going to be living the high life with the money they earn pimping my sister. (and, NO you two, that doesn't mean I'm going to let you pimp my sister)

Meanwhile, I'm finally enrolling in college. I'll be going this coming fall after my father's wife moves up here. Woo - fucking - hoo. You can veiw the lame-assed college that took me(and James, please fix the link if I'm stupid, and I'm sorry for using the name) here. How exciting, eh? I applied there back in the day, but revoked my application after I apparently became my father's wife. So, for those of you who are my friends:

Why the Hell did none of you kick my ass and tell me to leave sooner?

sorry about the posting i cant read what i type wile i type it mike can vouch for how crappy my comp is!!

well jimmoi seems how your in the tary and i will end up ythere i need to know if i could end up being a helochoper medic ive basicaly got all i need to be a norm medic but i want to be for the tary do some lookin for me??
if you do there could be some mike sex for you next time you come up ill sell it to you half price;)

Military - teach something useful?
You gotta be shitting me?

If they teach people shit that can be used in the outside world, the people will realize they can make actual money in the outside world. Then the money they spent to train them will go down the fucking tubes come re-up time.

WHAT THE CHROIST JIMMOI -

if you're off in the mill - o - tary why the fuck dont they teach you basic computer skll(z) ?

FIRST - cut down the fux0ring size of your images! hack a photoshop program or something, SHIT.
SECOND - learn to do basic HTML TAGS like IMAGE SOURCING. you cannot cut short and put w=300 or h=400.

ARGARGARGARGH.

I hate your posts so much! ;b

You'll need a windows boot disk....

Yeah, I gathered that you were against the idea of walking into the woods with a pair of flaming sticks (which shows a great deal more intelligence than I would have credited you with). I was wondering what the hell you meant by "forest implies LARGE trees and cleering blow"

Napster - your option now is to fdisk, format and scan the drive. If it passes, reinstall. If not, replace the drive and you're off and running again. Don't condemn a machine for a bad drive....

OK hold on....what the hell were you trying to say with "forest implies LARGE trees and cleering blow" anyway?

The whole "free college" thing is not all it's cracked up to be....if you read the fine print, it all says "if you qualify." Chances are, you won't. Otherwise, the gov't would be broke for putting people through school after a two-year hitch.

Not to mention, I've noticed you don't take orders very well....what makes you think that you'll be able to take asinine orders from some jackass sergeant?

we have signed the lease.
walking to our cars, anthony said to me : " hey, we're adults now. awesome "
that was the idea. that is the idea. that is that.

we've now crossed the border into the land that which only few of my associates have passed.
bradbury rents. breanna+justin rent(ed?). Jeff rents.
These are people who live beyond the confines of thier pre-ordained shelter called " mamma " and " pappa "
there are others, sadly - that I know who will not.
who ... unforutnately, be it through what they want or what they have become accustomed to :
will not experience this aspect of life.

for those, I feel sorry for.
I accept each and every turn that life will bring.
I accept that this is now and tomorrow is later.
I accept that I am tired.

I appreciate that I know each and everyone of you.

Lord have mercy.

Michael... If you want advice on this subject, I would think you should talk to Steven, seeing as he was in the National Guard for like 6 mos. before they realized that he's bi-polar. Anyhow, he would have some sort of first hand knowlege of it.

Michael.....have you read the news at all recently?

Those in the National Guard are called up to active duty when they go to war. If you were in the National Guard, your ass would be digging foxholes in sand in the middle of a big-ass fucking desert right now.

Usually a "general protection fault" is a generic way for windows to say "oh shit, something went wrong" I would suspect it to be software related, but the heat theory is valid. Easy way to test - take the sides and/or top of the case off. If it's heat related then it won't recur with full ventilation. Assuming that the processor has a good enough fan/heatsink combo is fairly safe, usually if that's the problem you'll only get a few minutes of use before it craps.

But that doesn't sound like hardware. Typically when that's the problem it isn't nice enough to give you an error, it just stops working. Try re-installing your device drivers with the newest version you can find. Then you may have to reinstall windows....ugly stuff.

If it's not crashing during regular use (web, email, etc) then I would look at video card drivers, maybe even the card itself. Bad video cards can cause all kinds of strange shit to happen. Again, look into software first.

I'd take on Tim Eyman....but not because of his political views and practices (which I disagree with). I'd enjoy taking him out in a battle royal because he is a smug, yuppie little horse's ass. With him, I should get a 2-for-1 (he's kind of a pansy), and I'd have to pick...well, I'm not sure who. Just throw a lot of pop-star bubble-gum types into a hat and pick one out at random.....


In further news, if any of you were wondering, Oregon is still a festering shithole. Any place where people aren't even allowed to pump their own fucking gas rates fairly high up on the old "Worthless-O-Meter." Not to mention the concept of "SLOW TRAFFIC KEEP RIGHT" apears entirely foreign to the populous. Not that I'm saying Washington, or any other place besides the great autobahns of the Fatherland itself, is all that great at it. It just seems your average Oregonian has never even heard of it.

so we picked out an apartment.
its nice. real nice.

huzzah huzzah huzzah!

87 Pizza places?
How in the hell did you find that out?

Or do I even want to know?

As my coworker points out "It's hot. They don't get that there." and "...an oven to hover around."

I've come to the conclusion that the death of us all, indeed the ending of humanity itself will be caused by none other than ...

Minivans.

To be more specific, Chrysler minivans.

what happened to " the duelist" magazine?
well first of all it got jewed - changed the name and incorporated poke'mon into it.
information about it can be found : here

oh, but wait it gets better - so you try to subscribe to TopDeck magazine?
not happenin' because you cannot subscribe, I tried to find out and find this tidbit here

( for those of you lazy who wont click on a link, here is a little snippet )

Johnny Wilson, group publisher for Wizards of the Coast, said, "Through extensive research, we have found that players that become experts in trading card games tend to use Internet sites to obtain most of their information. TopDeck magazine certainly created a new group of experts. These experts will now be able to receive updated and interesting news and features on our website 24 hours a day."

yeah. see. they dont give a shit about producing something you can buy and stash away and some time later re-read an article and remember " hey, that taught me how to build a deck "

fuckers.

but then there was mention of something called Sideboard magazine.
I looked into this. you can find it " online " here

it deals with tourney-talk. big pro " will this combo be big " shit ... and a bunch of other crap which I, quite frankly - dont believe holds anything against the articles I find in The Duelist because they seem too busy living up to themselves than " having fun " - it is almost as if now that there are pro-tournies an televised events they've forgotten that some kids still dont go to tournaments and play with their friends and have a local little group. This agitates me.

so.
if I can - im going to see if i can get ahold of a manner in which to actually publish something.
M:TG related. with articles that are fun, and about having fun.

Not about which combo will be seen in the next block.
or what mr. so-and-so had to say about Akroma's Vengeance.

Where is Mr. Suitcase when I need him?


( also - wrath of god is printed in 7th
better picture, in my opinion - more ... " akira " ish )

Hey napster....Were you and some of your Drama chronies placing posters last night at BHS?

Nothing like 13 hours of overtime (at 29.70 per hour) to inflate the hell out of a paycheck....

Bullshit, you know you want one....it's hard to tell from the picture, but mine even has the decals on askew.

...

The only thing that could have made that situation better is if the sticker had said "God is my co-pilot"

God, fog, and totaled cars

average day at work today.
soon a pre-feeder will be on my machine, no more manual feeding.
( we're actually pretty depressed about this, no more ... well, ... hard-work )
no i am not jealous of a spanaway shot-glass.
( today I had a revelation that I live and work in a very " redneck " atmosphere'd area )
can you smell what the rock is cooking?

side note :
I drive home and if I leave at a particular time I am always there in front of a church to see this little ricer-honda pull out the church-driveway, and I almost hit him/her once. Well, today that sucker got smashed. I'm talkin' totaled. Some big green truck ( I want to say F350 but it just SEEMED that huge in comparison to the ... or ... well ... what little was left of - the honda ) - smashed right into him. And boy oh boy do I love fog. The kicker?

the honda had a bumper sticker.
the bumper sticker said : Warning! In case of rapture, driver will not be operating vehicle
or something to that extent.
having never seen the back of the honda, I snickered.
It was only that, later on down the road,
when I had to pull off to the side of the road and let an ambulance blare past me that I actually laughed out loud.
Lesson?

And now, for something completely different.....


That's right. You're all jealous now, aren't you?

[seems the picture might not have worked. Damn]

Woo - hoo -

Me and Snaundra went to Castle, and she got her very first strap on. *sniffle sniffle* My little boy's all grown up! hehehehe - bend over, bois, she's coming for ya!

Meanwhile, I have finally become a woman! That's right, I got my first vibrator! Hold the applause. :) It's a great day to be a chick.

It mainly smell skank, with maybe a hint of retard as well.....

A note from my sister:

Micheal, you suck ass. Die and rot in Hell. None of you will ever be able to pay to have sex with me because you are nasty, nasty hoes; and I am not. and you could not afford it, anyway. and thank you to James for not calling me a hottie. Everyone else, will you list their names, no, no, no, Heather! Will you list their names? Dude, Duuuuuddddddeeeeeee. You suck ass. Okay, let me think of what I wanna say. Shut up. Let's see, there was Micheal, Steven, Aaron, Mike Rigney, ummmmmm. . .whoever else was there die and rot in hell because yous nasty and . . .don't tell them to rot in hell, I don;t want them to invade my space. .. I hate you so *in Cartman voice* very, very much. and I hate Jimi so very, very much because he's gay and he's so very gay and he needs a new boyfriend because Micheal is apparently not working out and I hate you both so very, very much. You all suck, The end - no love, no love, for I have no love fo ya'll - *with emphasis* no love fo ya'll!!! but James is a hom-ee. Don't love 'im, but he's a hom-eeee. dude. I come off sounding like some gangsta wanna be. That's all. Poop on you are you done now

Micheal and Mr. R ->

What was that shit?


and, on a side note to Micheal ->
No, you cannot!

well shit-cakes.
on a side note : the picture of him giving barney head was still fun.

and yesterday has to be THE BEST day of the year, so far.
YOU HEAR THAT SUCKAS? I HAD A GOOD DAY. thats right.

Not only did I get a ten cent raise ( which goes into my 4% annual raise, meaning in a few months it'll be 14.70, whoo! )
but a ton of great things happened.

I just cannot remember them.
woe.

anywho.
Shari's was a good outing.
Im hungry. and tired.

whoosh.