Thursday, Oct. 24, 2002
Why do I always get the fucked up ones?
Why do I always get the fucked up ones?
Gosh, you guys, I feel so cool right now. You see signing guestbooks does pay off (so go sign mine!). "What do you mean?" you ask? Well I signed publicdomain's guestbook and now (when it comes in the mail) I am a proud owner of their very first CD! How cool is that?! Publicdomain is a new band that sounds really awesome. And I just know they are going to hit it big and that CD is going to become a classic. Just you watch. You know you are going to be begging me for a copy in like a couple years.
Hendrixview(a review site) said that my text box gets too big and people lose track of the bad ass Gale Harold image I have on the right because of it. Now you are probably thinking "yeah so what? Why in the hell do I give a shit about that?" Well, smart ass, because I fixed it yesterday and I thought you should know about changes that may, or may not, happen in my layout. However, after doing the whole "cool" internal scroll thing with my text box, I came to the conclusion that it just didn't fit with the cool layout I had made for me. So there, useless information to get your heart a racin'.
Oh my god. I don't know if I said anything about it, but my mom set me up on this date with this like midgit dude. She knows I don't like him, and it is not just because hes small either. The MAN, yes MAN, is 36 years old with a kid and he is a waterboy for the high school football team. Yeah do you see what I mean now? Well I went anyways (I don't know if you would even call it a date, I mean it was a bar for crying out loud) because I mean it was free beer ya know? And I swear it just made me not like him anymore. The more he touched my arm, patted my back, and just all around kept staring at me grossed me out. Then when I told him I was going to go home he followed me outside which he preceeded to beg me to go home with him and asked me to kiss him. With both suggestions I of course said no. I almost said HELL NO. And when he asked why I said "um because." I almost said because I'm "not drunk." But I thought that might have been a little too harsh, don't you think? So I then went to Circle K to get some gas, where he followed me there also. He bought some chips and a drink and then thought it was neccessary to hit me on my ass (like one of those "I want you" pats). Ew ew ew. I just left, and somehow made myself NOT throw up on him. EW EW EW. Why do I always get the fucked up ones?
Anyways I could say more about my broing life, like how my mom is getting married again, we might be moving out into her fiance's new trailor, etc. etc. but I don't want to bore you anymore than I already have. So have fun, and have a remarkable day guys!
Oh yeah and on a sidenote, 16 more visits from ya'll and I will have hit the 2,000 mark on my statistics! Wowwy wow wow! Plus, I just found out what I made on my badmittan test I took Tuesday. How do you make a 41 on a BADMITTAN test?!?! I don't know either. Kind of frightening. My midterm grade for that class is a C. A C?!?!?! Mother fucker...