the most shocking post EVER!
made ya look. can anyone tell that's it not been so BUSY at my job as of late? it doesn't hurt that both the dean and lisa have been out. well, lisa's sick, the dean's busy. today he's busy with these guys. him, 2 guys from our office and ken from computing went. they were all wearing redbirds gear. it was pretty hot.
by the way, it's day whatever of the protest (get up stand up, stand up for your rights my ass) and while it's not really annoying me personally, it's just plain old annoying in general. the fact that our door has been locked and they haven't done shit to get in here (and really, why would they? ain't nothing in here but THE SECRET TO THE UNIVERSITY'S SUCCESS AND A HOW TO GUIDE OF HOW TO MAKE US TODAY'S TOP 10 UNIVERSITIES LIST) is a bit of a pisser considering all the work i have to go through before AND after work of putting away any papers or whatever that could be considered "interesting." to whom, i'm not too sure. i mean, if someone wants to look at my To Do list, go right ahead. and while you're bullshitting, if you could go ahead and get a definite answer out of the dean about his flight options on all of these upcoming trips, that'd be great, thanks in advance. and oh yea, the lamest thing of all is that during lunch they normally have a "rally" and today's rally consisted of some soothing spanish guitar flowing from the speakers and 2 dusty ol' whities (i'm guessing StL activists) in lawn chairs. pathetic. i'm about to start protesting the protesters. oh wait, that's already been done. i'm going to just lay down and let it all happen. isn't that what lovemaking's all about anyways?
exhale.
in other news, i spent about a good 45 minutes getting lost at this most amazing site. there's something wrong with me. but not as wrong as so. many. of. the. things. that. appear. on. this. website.
speaking of, anyone been all up in the asshole of UPN on wednesday night's @ 7 pm (CST)??? shit's getting good and bye tatiana! your teeth were always too little girl for me and your face a bit too smooshy to be considered anything close to TOP MODEL-ESQUE. and michelle? it's okay that you're a BI-sexual. i mean, who am i to judge? we all know good and well that at least once in my life, i was all up in the cooze of some old queen or other. no, it's not your sexuality that's on the line here. to be honest with you, you shouldn't have raised up all that self esteem and been all thinking you're pretty. you're not. it's fucking mind boggling how your pictures have a way of turning you into something other than the non pretty girl you are, but that's airbrushing. with girls like you getting onto the show, it really loses street cred. and just cause tyra believes in you does not mean that the WORLD believes in you.
i should get a life. so should you.
in other news, i finally did it. i went after work yesterday and got cindy&matt's wedding present extremely belated. guys, they got married on may 8, 2004. but i'm not late. yet. i got them a bowl. a brown bowl. that's made out of glass. but get this: it was motherfucking BLOWN by my hot neighbor amber. see? i can do some things. not for real. we all know that i am not the dean of buying presents, truth be told, all i really know how to do is play with your butt.
i'm out!
by the way, it's day whatever of the protest (get up stand up, stand up for your rights my ass) and while it's not really annoying me personally, it's just plain old annoying in general. the fact that our door has been locked and they haven't done shit to get in here (and really, why would they? ain't nothing in here but THE SECRET TO THE UNIVERSITY'S SUCCESS AND A HOW TO GUIDE OF HOW TO MAKE US TODAY'S TOP 10 UNIVERSITIES LIST) is a bit of a pisser considering all the work i have to go through before AND after work of putting away any papers or whatever that could be considered "interesting." to whom, i'm not too sure. i mean, if someone wants to look at my To Do list, go right ahead. and while you're bullshitting, if you could go ahead and get a definite answer out of the dean about his flight options on all of these upcoming trips, that'd be great, thanks in advance. and oh yea, the lamest thing of all is that during lunch they normally have a "rally" and today's rally consisted of some soothing spanish guitar flowing from the speakers and 2 dusty ol' whities (i'm guessing StL activists) in lawn chairs. pathetic. i'm about to start protesting the protesters. oh wait, that's already been done. i'm going to just lay down and let it all happen. isn't that what lovemaking's all about anyways?
exhale.
in other news, i spent about a good 45 minutes getting lost at this most amazing site. there's something wrong with me. but not as wrong as so. many. of. the. things. that. appear. on. this. website.
speaking of, anyone been all up in the asshole of UPN on wednesday night's @ 7 pm (CST)??? shit's getting good and bye tatiana! your teeth were always too little girl for me and your face a bit too smooshy to be considered anything close to TOP MODEL-ESQUE. and michelle? it's okay that you're a BI-sexual. i mean, who am i to judge? we all know good and well that at least once in my life, i was all up in the cooze of some old queen or other. no, it's not your sexuality that's on the line here. to be honest with you, you shouldn't have raised up all that self esteem and been all thinking you're pretty. you're not. it's fucking mind boggling how your pictures have a way of turning you into something other than the non pretty girl you are, but that's airbrushing. with girls like you getting onto the show, it really loses street cred. and just cause tyra believes in you does not mean that the WORLD believes in you.
i should get a life. so should you.
in other news, i finally did it. i went after work yesterday and got cindy&matt's wedding present extremely belated. guys, they got married on may 8, 2004. but i'm not late. yet. i got them a bowl. a brown bowl. that's made out of glass. but get this: it was motherfucking BLOWN by my hot neighbor amber. see? i can do some things. not for real. we all know that i am not the dean of buying presents, truth be told, all i really know how to do is play with your butt.
i'm out!
