yeah, slow day at work today. it’s kind of a nice break though. i’m sure i’ll change my mind about it in a few weeks when i’m going insane while waiting for something, or anything, to do. i’ve put in my two weeks notice at bed bath and beyond so if you have any last minute items you’d like at 20% off, please send money directly to me and i will hopefully get back to you…hehe

i’d rather be basking in cicadas than sitting here on my ass..

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/4638582/?GT1=3391

Totally.

As I read these posts i can’t help but think to myself, who the hell are these ppl and what planet are they from?? And then i realize, their friends of vale and MsV, so that just explains it all there…. So hi, how are you? I was told i HAVE to start posting stuff, otherwise the world might come to an end or something rather, i don’t know, i tuned out after a while… Anyways, i’ll probably post another useless post on monday if i think of it while i’m sleeping at work… Yes I work 40 hours a week, pretty much sit at a cmputer and try not to fall asleep…. Its hard work… toodles *.*

I would like everyone to know that I save full transcripts and screen caps of Kurtz

Apparently I need to enforce some stricter password rules so that certain authors can

Holy shit. I’m surprised that I enjoyed that so much. I thought i’d only stay around for an hour or two. I didn’t really talk much, but I had fun listening to everybody else. I spend about thirty bucks on five or six coronas. I tipped the waitress five bucks on one of them because she was a tall, hot mexican chick. yeah…

one of the highlights of the evening was watching the associate warden, who you’ll remember is my boss, do a drunken interpretation of the gilligan’s island theme song with one of the counselors. Jesus Christ, that was funny. I wanted to stop at McDonald’s on the way home to get something in my stomach, but I was too worried that the fuzz had the place staked out. My head is tilting slowly to the right. I can’t get it to straighten up. I’m going to bed. Bye.

I don’t really have anything to add to the title. I was just reading over some diaryland entries, and was inspired to post.

In a way, I appreciate the retards. They remind me that, no matter how poorly I think of myself, there are still hordes of people who are way more stupid and useless than I am.

In other news, i’m about thirty minutes from a visit to Don Cuco’s. A going away party for one of the Captains at the prison is taking place tonight. And since the Associate Warden asked me, his secretary(bitch) to come, i’m obligated to make an appearance. Hopefully there will be an open place at the bar. If not, I predict that I will stand around like a dumbass for an hour, making awkward conversation with the few people who recognize me in passing. All in all, it’s going to be a tremendously uncomfortable evening. Wish me luck.

-Kurtz

Two posts in a row, im on a roll. What Kurtis has neglected to say, is that while I was staying at our parents house, it was not all fun and games, oh no. No pin the tail on the donkey, or frogger, for example. Its mostly back breaking labor, which kurtis could not understand, being the desk jockey that he is. And yet, I still love him. Hmm.. Im hungry. But not that hungry for food hungry, its that hungry that comes along around 2:00-2:30, I just feel empty, devoid of strawberry goodness. Im like a cream filled doughnut, without the cream, just a hollow shell of a man. A sexy man, yes, but still a man. For our massive reader base, who has never seen me, let me describe myself. Have you seen the movie “Troy”, starring Brad Pitt? Ok, lets start there, Take Brad, add about 40 pounds of sexy and shave his head, and thats me. Goodnight, and until next time, take care of yourselves, and each other, eh?

Thats right, I wont do it, I wont apologize for posting so rarely, dammit. Bastards. You’ll just have to take me when you can get me, and save up as much Big as you can when im around, so that you could possible live off your stores through my quiet times, like a squirrel in the winter, minus the nuts. I just spent a lovely week at casa d’ McLemore, housesitting whilst our parents took a nice little vacation to sunny Tejas. I spent most of the time laying on the couch, watching tv. I think thats how I get the ladies, pure, raw animal magnetisim, and bad spelling. Its hard being the “Bad boy”, you know, my hardcore look and demenor are not an easy thing to maintain, but I do so for your benefit. Im going to be an Army of Me, once I can lose enough weight to enlist. How embarresing is that? Recruiter: Hello there, care to join the army? err, woah, is that a donkey on your back, or a large hairy lump of fat? Me: the fat one…. Army: sorry, you cant defend your country looking like that, what will canada think! And so, it all comes back to my arch nemesis, Canada. more on this later…