88 applauding ovations in the president’s congressional address, who needs a thighmaster.
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Archive for February, 2001
I get the wierdest hits. Today I got hits of pictures of the bearded lady not to mention NO COMMENTS
The world’s ugliest computer seems to be in high demand. I hear apple has bumped estimated ship dates from next day to 7 days and sited high demand for the delay. I guess one a lot of 8-year old girls and florists needed new computers. Why then did the sleekest desktop computer around (NO COMMENTS
It has now been a week and a half since the little bag under my eye has been wiggling off and on, or on and off depending on what it is doing when I say that. I have an intermittent twitch. It is barely noticeable, but it is still there, vibrating. I think this means that the South Park Character that I mostly resemble is 4 COMMENTS
My roommate’s fiancé is cleaning our apartment. The elusive odor has been discovered. I never thought to smell behind the couch for a 3-month-old subway sub. Visitors are now welcome to stop by anytime, gas mask is now optional – no longer mandatory*.
Well I’m off to speak at 4 COMMENTS
I have in the works a funky little PHP application that will create photo galleries with an XML file and a few directories of photos, and it will be fabulous. *voice from kitchen yells: – you fucking computer geek*
I was behind a car the other day with a sticker on the back window that said “Boys ‘R’ Toys”. I was thinking to myself, damn this girl has to be good looking to have the balls to have a sticker like that. I was half wrong, it was a guy.
At long last I have an action figure Chodeboy for pointing that out, bastard.
Did you ever notice the only normal people you know, are the ones you don’t know very well?