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The journal and random musings of a dude who lives by himself and doesn't have much of a social life.
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- UPS update.
- The joys of apartment living.
- Got my computer, classes start tomorrow.
- Why I'm Doing This.
- Let's get ready to fumble
- Brown is the color of shit.
- Job hunting, buying stuff, etc.
- Where the hell have I been?
- Instant classic in progress...
- Barkley: Always entertaining.
- Negator, Skeletor.
- Still waiting
- A (relatively) stress-free weekend
- The Last Day
- The Coville Story
- Story is done, some cool pop culture stuff, etc.
- Productive weekend, ready for the final push.
- Magazine project, job possibility
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2 comments:
Alright, so that sucks you didn't get the job, but trust me it sucks way less than the dream I had about your situation last night.
I had this dream where I was reading one of your blog articles, but it was basically a sequel to this blog article, in which you were very panicked and upset about the job and you let us all know why you needed it so badly. The reason was obviously money, but the reason you needed money was quite shocking. I remember some of the details pretty clearly.
The blog started out with you describing how you figured the job was a sure thing and you racked up a lot of debt because of your assumption. I remember you phrasing something like "Welcome to 10,000 dollars worth of debt." Yea dude, you spent a lot of money.
You then moved on to let us all know what you spent all this money on. You said things like "went to the casino last week" and "played cards Friday night in Tampa." Now I was definitely shocked at 10,000 dollars in debt, but honestly I could understand that gambling was partly to blame. Not that I think you have a gambling problem or anything, but because it was definitely outweighed by the other reason on your list.
After talking about the gambling and card playing, you moved on to list all of the abortions you needed to fund... FOUR in total!
Haha, wow dude, I woke up in shear awe at this dream. As if the job you almost got was going to give you enough money to gamble obsessively and freely knock up women and pay for their abortions. The Niz doesn't use condoms or pull out! He'll just pay your bill.
Hahaha, best dream I've had in a long time.
-Eric
Haha, that dream rules. It actually reminds me of a public service announcement I saw here recently. They have some pretty hilarious PSA's on Syracuse TV. I wish I could remember it word for word, but it's these two teenage girls talking about sex, while listening to Salt n' Pepa's "Let's Talk About Sex" (I'm making that part up, but it would be awesome), and it's all fairly typical, PSA-type dialogue at first.
The first time I saw/heard this commercial, I was in the bathroom taking a leak but I could still hear my TV from the other room. And I just heard this one girl go, "Nah, it was cool. He pulled out!" I laughed so hard I almost sprayed urine all over my cabinets.
And it got better. Later on in the conversation the one girl says something like, "Trust me, Jason knows what he's doing. He's real experienced." To which the other girl retorts, "Yeah, experienced at giving you an STD!" Funny, funny shit.
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