Saturday, March 09, 2002
sluts the the WHUTS to the wizzle hizzuts.
wank dog, wank o a c mutha fucking wankRE. werd.
so yeah, we are here. its like 4 of us right now, and tomorrow that mad shizzle that we find all up in our hizzle. anyways, its been a good time. two of the guys brought a little pipocity, so we have a little hizziocity. we have a little alcoholmocity to biznalance the shizz oh yeah. we just lost our internet, so who knows when this will get pizznosted.....................
harm showed up for a little while and regaled us with stories from fire fighting school :) he has training tomorrow, but he will be around later. i have decided that i won't be in on sunday, and possibly not monday. oh god, i am so getting fired. oh well. i'm young.......... and stupid................... hellz yeah. this is going to turn into a 4.5 day weekend. how tight is THAT. that is TIZZIGHT. you know it, dawg. who's the man now!!!!! there can be only one man........ shit i am going off on tangents quoting smalls. lol, jeebus mary me.
manuel did a tribute to tripat. it was because it was his bloggiversery. that has reminded me, i'm almost at my bloggoversery. i think it is the 16th or something. that is really strange to me. that was so long ago. i was living at home still. i was waiting for my turntables!!!! you remember those blogs? about me waiting for my turntables, then me finally getting back into community college, then blogging about traffic? jesus that was a fuckload ago. 1 year, that is nuts.... the fact that i got 92 unique hits the other day also distresses me. unique means it could be the same person, but one guy didn't just smash the refresh button 50 times in a row. but i mean, 40 hits can be just like 5 people visiting 8 times a day, but 92 means other people are stopping by. like other people i don't know. people from zimbabwe, oman, and gibralter. if they actually take the time to read this.... jeebus. that is a little frightening, but also a little bit emboldening. i mean, if people actually come and read, that means they care to some degree. maybe this is just one more thing to entertain them each day, but still someone is noticing me.
where do i really fit in? i mean, the only thing that society would really define me by right now is my job, and i think my job is bullshit. i'm living away from my family, i'm not going to school... am i my job, in societies eyes? or am i just some borderline leech, one step away from welfare. scrapping from paycheck to paycheck. that would really suck, i'm not a leech. i pay my way. i pay rent, no matter how crazy the concept may be. i pay for food, i pay car insurance, i pay for gas. i mean jeez, i'm making my own, albeit barely. but fuck that. besides being independant, there is nothing really to me that anyone can look at and recognize.... i don't want to go down as just some nameless boob, never having done anything. i guess i am just young, and want to leave my mark on the world. the only problem is, most people who feel like this are like new english major or something, going out saying, i'm going to write a damn book and win the pulitzer or something like that. me, however, i'm just like, i want to do something.. i don't know what it is, i don't really care what it is... i just don't want to go into the books as another nameless person.....
so yeah, see yah when i see yah FIRST EVER PROGRESS QUEST LAN EVAR
wank dog, wank o a c mutha fucking wankRE. werd.
so yeah, we are here. its like 4 of us right now, and tomorrow that mad shizzle that we find all up in our hizzle. anyways, its been a good time. two of the guys brought a little pipocity, so we have a little hizziocity. we have a little alcoholmocity to biznalance the shizz oh yeah. we just lost our internet, so who knows when this will get pizznosted.....................
harm showed up for a little while and regaled us with stories from fire fighting school :) he has training tomorrow, but he will be around later. i have decided that i won't be in on sunday, and possibly not monday. oh god, i am so getting fired. oh well. i'm young.......... and stupid................... hellz yeah. this is going to turn into a 4.5 day weekend. how tight is THAT. that is TIZZIGHT. you know it, dawg. who's the man now!!!!! there can be only one man........ shit i am going off on tangents quoting smalls. lol, jeebus mary me.
manuel did a tribute to tripat. it was because it was his bloggiversery. that has reminded me, i'm almost at my bloggoversery. i think it is the 16th or something. that is really strange to me. that was so long ago. i was living at home still. i was waiting for my turntables!!!! you remember those blogs? about me waiting for my turntables, then me finally getting back into community college, then blogging about traffic? jesus that was a fuckload ago. 1 year, that is nuts.... the fact that i got 92 unique hits the other day also distresses me. unique means it could be the same person, but one guy didn't just smash the refresh button 50 times in a row. but i mean, 40 hits can be just like 5 people visiting 8 times a day, but 92 means other people are stopping by. like other people i don't know. people from zimbabwe, oman, and gibralter. if they actually take the time to read this.... jeebus. that is a little frightening, but also a little bit emboldening. i mean, if people actually come and read, that means they care to some degree. maybe this is just one more thing to entertain them each day, but still someone is noticing me.
where do i really fit in? i mean, the only thing that society would really define me by right now is my job, and i think my job is bullshit. i'm living away from my family, i'm not going to school... am i my job, in societies eyes? or am i just some borderline leech, one step away from welfare. scrapping from paycheck to paycheck. that would really suck, i'm not a leech. i pay my way. i pay rent, no matter how crazy the concept may be. i pay for food, i pay car insurance, i pay for gas. i mean jeez, i'm making my own, albeit barely. but fuck that. besides being independant, there is nothing really to me that anyone can look at and recognize.... i don't want to go down as just some nameless boob, never having done anything. i guess i am just young, and want to leave my mark on the world. the only problem is, most people who feel like this are like new english major or something, going out saying, i'm going to write a damn book and win the pulitzer or something like that. me, however, i'm just like, i want to do something.. i don't know what it is, i don't really care what it is... i just don't want to go into the books as another nameless person.....
so yeah, see yah when i see yah FIRST EVER PROGRESS QUEST LAN EVAR
