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  Friday, May 23, 2003

My New Toy


I Love My Toys. Anyone That Knows Me Knows That. So My Cell Phone Was Feeling A Bit Old (I Was Going To Have To Replace The Antenna) So Instead Of Fixing It I Bought A New Cell Phone And Package. The New Toy Is Great. I Got The Motorola T720 Cell Phone, The One With A Color Screen And Everything Else. It's Pretty Cool Really. It Has Voice Recognition Dialing, Hands Free Answering, Games, And Just About Everything Else But The Camera. i Think That It Was A Pretty Good Deal, Got It From The Verizon Store. It Took About An Hour To Set Up But It Might Have Been The Girl Behind The Counter. Very Cute, And Nice Eyes, I Could Have Wasted A Few More Hours There. Now I Can Be Cool And Text Message Everyone. It's Kind Of Cool Acctually. So I Add It To The Rest Of My Toys. The PDA, Computer, XBOX, DVD Player, And Stereo's, Car And Home. Anyway, Work Tonight Was Stupid. The Friday Before A Holiday Was Boring. Did However Get To Talk To The Birthday Girl From Last Night. Can You Say Brown Bottle Flu? She Was Hurting Pretty Bad. it Was A Good Thing I Had A New Toy To Play With Cause Everything Was Boring. I Have A Feeling That Monday Won't Be Better.

Oh And Buy The Way, I Want To Play Paintball In The Next 4 Weeks. If I Don't Play Before June 16th It Will Be Until Mid July Before I Can Play Again. So Better Get Some Ball In Soon. That's Because After My Surgery It Will Take About 4 Weeks To Heal Up. Oh Yeah About That More To Come, But Let's Hope It Helps.



  Wednesday, May 21, 2003

Ah A Day To Relax, Not


What A Great Day Off It's Been, Nothing Like Wakeing Up At 8:30 To Go To The Doctor. He Said That I Have A Slim Chance At Survial. "Someday You'll Die" I Think He Said. Well On A Much More Serious Note, He Said That The Results Of My C/T Scan On My Sinuses Was Not So Good Really. He Showed Me The Films And Said That 4 Of My Sinuses Were Not Draining The Way That They Should And That It Could Be Causing The Lightheadedness That I Am Feeling. So He Gave Me Two Options. To Try Medicines And Hope That It Clears Up, Or Surgery. After Some Consultation And Looking At The C/T Films Some More I'm Going To Do The Surgery. More On That To Come.

So Then After All That I Realized That I Didn't Pay My Car Bill This Month. So I Sped Across Town To Do That, Then Pick Up My Prescription. You Want To Talk About Horse Pills, I Have To Take 2 1000 MG Pills Of Augmentin Twice A Day, Yes 4000 MG Of Augmentin. That Could Kill All The Bacteria In A Trash Truck. Oh Well Whatever Works To Help My Sinuses. So Then I Went To Get A Hair Cut, And Someting To Eat, Now To Sit And Write In This Thing For A Min. Then It's Off To The Families For Diner With Grandma Who Is In Town. Then Tonight MOVIE NIGHT (Maybe?)

There Is No Wicked For The Rested Or Something Like That.



To Clear This Up . . .


Your The One That Said You Didn't Want To Fight. Your The One That Said You Wanted To Be My Friend. You Wanted Me To Apologize For What I Said, And I Did. Yet Again I Have To Do All The Work, Cause Only I Was The One That Was Wrong. You Were Not The One That Threw In St.Patty's Day And Columbus Day. You Were Not The One That Threw That Gas On The Fire. So Since I'm The One That Was Wrong Only I Should Apologize And It Will Be Over. But In Your Fantasy World, That Has Come Crashing Down. Obviously To Me You Think That You Are Correct In Every Action That You Did, Including Calling Me Racist. But You Don't Even Know What The Word Means. Let Me Give You A Thought To Chew On. "A Racist Is Ignorant To Fact." The Fact Is That You Do Not Want To See The World Through Anything But Your Rose Colored Glasses. All I Asked For Was You To Find Fact. I Did Not Ask You To Apologize To Me, That Is Your Decision, What I Asked You To Do Is Find Fact. What You Don't Understand Is That I Could Careless That You Think Or Call Me Racist, It's That You Don't Know What It Means. So Let Merrian Webster Define It For You: "A belief that race is the primary determinant of human traits and capacities and that racial differences produce an inherent superiority of a particular race". I Did Not Say Anything Like That. I Simply Said That The Mexican's Telling The Italians What To Do Is Hypocritical, Much Like You Telling Me I Have To Apologize But You Don't. All I Wanted Was For You To Take The Time And Understand Why It Was That I Asked You To Look Into Things. But Since You Don't Want To, You Will Never Learn Anything Other Than What You Want To Believe. That Is Why I'm Not Talking To You, That Is The Reason That I Am Not Looking At You, And That Is The Reason That We're No Closer To Being Friends Again. So In That Case I Have To Ask Who The Racist Is Among Us? Remember My Thought I Gave You, Then You Decide.



  Tuesday, May 20, 2003

Good To See The Word Is Out



Welcome Back ER. Good To See That You Have Found My Site Again. So Let Me Respond To Your Post. I Did Send You A Heart Felt Apology For What I Said. Did I Expect One Back? Yes, And Here Is Why. This Is The Second Time That You Said What You Said. The First Time I Forgave It. This Time I Won't Just Say "OK". That Is Why I Said That It Is Your True Feeling About Me. Second, I Need To Be More Of A Friend. Your The One That Said You Would Go To The Movies, I Bought The Tickets, Then You Don't Show. "I'll Pay You Back" You Said, But You Understand I Could Care Less About The Money. You Have Done That To Me So Many Times Now, Why Would This Be Any Different. I Did Not Say You Were Bitch, I Have Not Sent You Any Emails, And I Laugh At Your Stuff Alot. Why Do I Have This Stupid Look On My Face? Because I Have The Same Thing To Say To You That You Said To Me. You Don't Have To Be Sorry For The Way I Took Things, Be Sorry For What You Said.



  Monday, May 19, 2003

What The Hell



Ladies And Gents, I Empart On You This Knowledge. First Off Don't Try To Be Someone's Friend That Isn't Talking To You. Don't Be Cheery, Don't Approach Them, And For God's Sake Don't Sit Down. One Of The Ex-er Friends Did That To Me Today. I Didn't Even Say High Or Look At Them And BAM They Thought That Everything Is Forgotten And We're Cool. So To That I Have To Say You Got A Lot Off Work To Do To Make Up For Calling Me Racist. I Am Not Going To Forgive And Forget That Easy. Second, Do Doctors Ever Stop Practicing Medicine? I Have To Say No. I Have Taken Four Weeks Of Antibiotics And Still Have A Full Set Of Sinuses. To Some That Would Be A Good Thing, A Full Set, But Not In The Sinus Case. Nothing Like A Good Head Cold To Kill A Great Weekend. Third, Work Is The Most Boring God Awful Place I Can Be. Since Me And The Ex-er Friends Are Not Talking. So I Guess The MP3 Collection Gets Some Good Work This Week.



  Sunday, May 18, 2003

** Breaking News Alert **


"The Superfriends Dead?"



Well Guys I Have To Say This But "The Superfriends" Could Be Dead. Some Of You May Know That The Group Of Friends That I Have Are/Were Known As "The Superfriends." However Lately Things Have Not Been Super Nor Friendly Between Us. I Changed My Shift At Work And Everything To Be With Them More And It's Just All Screwed Up Now. It's Not Everyday That Things Get So Phucked Up That Someone Says Your Racist. However I Believe That I Was Just The Third Wheel All The Time Anyway. I Was The One Holding Back Everyone Else. So I Say That The Superfriends Have Lost VMack.




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