2002.02.20 when the dealin's done:
i was walking around the house, minding my own business, singing "the gambler" by kenny rogers. who knew this would lead to a strange confrontation with my roommate?
me (singing "the gambler"): there'll be time enough for countin'…
scott: what are you singing?
me: "the gambler," man…kenny rogers.
scott: you're gay.
me: yeah? well…your face is gay.
yeah…scott and i aren't always the best at witty comebacks.
work was stupid. i ended up getting all the computer services work done today, leaving me with nothing to do for the last two hours that i was there. oops. so i worked on a cover for a mix cd i made over the weekend. nothing better than doing personal shit on company time.
and now i'm sitting around eating some cheesy potato, chicken, and broccoli soup. yum.
and life…she is not interesting at all…
scott said:
what kind of slanderous shit is that? I never said any of those words. I said "fuck the gambler". And I still mean it. There may have been a "gay" tossed somewhere in that conversation but it was not tossed at you.
brian. said:
no offense to any of you out there that may or may not be gay or have a hook for a hand.
paul said:
i think you both are gay.
ash said:
U R Gay. Heh.
brian. said:
that'll be about enough out of both of you.