2002.08.07 i'm loyal to my king of pain:
another wednesday comes and goes. everything would have been standard (get up…feed the cat…hang out with matt at denny's), but i got thrown a big ol' curveball today: i finally scored a job. i start friday. i am headed towards removing myself from the list of people that are just a drain on society. my blood alcohol levels will soon be back up to normal levels. hallelujah!
and then i went and hung out with matt at denny's.
i ended up going out with my friend jessica, last night. we walked her dog up and down bardstown road, just generally enjoying the nice weather. after a brief stint of watching the puppy (a six month old husky hardly looks like a "puppy"), i decided that i definitely need to get myself one. without a doubt, huskies are total chick magnets. what girl can resist the pull of a big, cute, playful puppy? not many, i assure you. men of the world: get puppies. you will thank me soon afterward.
if you have a website of your own, with your own little webserver and all that, i'm sure you can identify with me when i say that i hate people that link images off my site and use them on their own site. if it's not an image i (or matt) created and you like it that damn much, download it and upload it to your own damn server. most certainly don't leave your email address off your site so that i can't email you and tell you what a shithead you are. that's called bandwidth theft, and it makes you an asshole. we had this problem, just recently. matt and i solved it in a devious little way that we were both very pleased with. that is all.
jeska said:
it's true. dogs are chick magnets. but you know what works even better? tons of money and a nice car.
brian. said:
yeah…something tells me i don't want the kind off girls that are attracted to money and badass cars. girls that are attracted to dudes with cute puppies, on the other hand…
Nate said:
Yeah, you can lose your fortune or wreck your car, but if your puppy dies, you just buy a new one. It's got a beat I can dance to.
brian. said:
I'm telling you man… as soon as you get a puppie for the chic magnet factor, you're only one step away from hanging out at a frat bar or wearing a beaded hemp neckless and playing hacky sack. don't be a dude.
scott said:
well, for shit's sake. The above post was supposed to be from me. damn the intricacies of sharing a computer. I blame it on that son of bitch, crazy mitch.
m@ said:
you know, you guys could *de-select* the remember me button. then you'd have to input your info each time, thus ensuring it's correctness.
and y'know, they actually need to have a puppy-rental store, where you can go and rent a puppy to take for a walk through the park. think of all the money you could make on that!
… or not.
Nate said:
Hey! What's wrong with hemp necklaces and frat bars?! Next thing you know you'll be ragging on the huge metal bead necklaces, birkenstocks, and Abercrombie and Fitch's fine products. Don't judge me man, I'll sic my golf buddies on you.
brian. said:
meet you on the back nine for a round?
Nate said:
Sure thing, but I'm on call next week. Maybe we should just head to Jillian's for martinis and cigars instead? I'll be there for the lacrosse match anyway.