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| CRAYFISH PART DEUX |  | Category: Social
Friday, March 28th, 2003 @ 12:42 pm
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 Welly welly well. Seems I may attend the esteemed annual Crawfish Festival in glorious St. Bernard. At least that was the last I heard from our Chalmette contingency. This should be a change from last weekend when I had to take a hammer to the piggy bank just to be able to bring beer to the crawfish burl at Ian's house.
Not that I'm rolling in it now, seeming as last week's promise of the big bucks didn't seem to happen in time for my most recent paycheck, but I'm willing to live with that. Or at least wait until everyone forgets about the HUGE FUCKING NIGHTMARE I caused at work on Wednesday when I gleefully deleted the entire contents of the company database. Of course it was an accident, and of course we got it back up and running almost as if nothing had happened, but still, people don't look kindly on shit like that.
So, anyway, back to the crawdads. What time is this happening? Who's coming? Should I wear my new dress?
If I'm not mistaken, which I almost always am, is this not the same festival in which me and Ian beheld the awesomitude of the Bag O' D for the first time last year? If so, unfortunately as you can see on their site, they are not playing this one.
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| A FEW THINGS |  | Category: Misc
Saturday, March 22nd, 2003 @ 12:59 pm
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Just wanted to pop on in and drop of a few little brown mounds of wisdom.
1) DR01D (aka Jason) has redesigned his site, and I must say its looking rather schnazzy. He's got commenting and all that good schtuff, so be sure to drop by and make fun of him or something. Although, you could use some style sheet action on those form elements, they're looking, oh, how do you say, assy?
B) I got my LUNIX machine back up (now I am less of a faygot). It has prompted me to discover one thing about my site I didn't know: in Konqueror (KDE's default web browser), my site looks like spit-fired ass.
III) I feel kinda dumb for posting this, seeming as foo all ready did some number of days ago (and after he actually attended a show thereof). Bob Log III. My god. Be sure to (and I mean EXTRA sure) to visit the video page to witness my new religion: Boob Scotch. My pants are now warm and wet.
4.2) Is this goddamned crayfish burl happening or what?
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| A TURN FOR THE BETTEREST |  | Category: Politics
Tuesday, March 18th, 2003 @ 12:15 am
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Once again back is the incredible! That's an old school public enemy reference for those of you not "keeping it real in the hizzy" or something.
Well, your estemed host has found a bounty of good fortune as of late. Due to the sudden and unamiacable depature of a "higher up" at work, me and my partner in rhyme have found more work is afoot, but with monetary rewards aplenty! Well, at least for me. I have no idea if he's gotten his just desserts for this, but he ain't telling and I ain't asking. As I have yet to receive my new cornicopia of worldly goodness (aka my next paycheck) I have no idea how this will effect the day to day operation of my shallow need for more "shit", but if you take what I was getting before and compare it to this, I'm quite sure it will be firmly situated in the "more" category.
Here, have a headache on me: hometown.aol.com/xogangstakissez
In more somber news, we seem to have a war on our hands. In all likelyhood, it will be swift and anticlimactic, with a lot of cool videos of smart bombs being smart and dumb despots being dumb. I myself have a wide range of opinions on the whole ordeal, mainly comprising of not wanting a war, and not wanting a mustacioed fucktard lobbing around the kind of shit that would make baby jesus die. So, I guess my perfect senario would be him accidentally tripping and falling in alligator pit that is on fire. Slim chance that could happen, but a man can dream, oh, a man can dream.
Well, that's about all for this installment, hugs and gangsta kissez!
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| SMACK TALK |  | Category: Personal
Tuesday, March 11th, 2003 @ 02:47 pm
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Howdy, how 'bout I rap at ya for a while?
Well, the festivities of Mardi Gras weekend happened (the balcony party mentioned in the last post) and pretty much blew my liver out for the rest of the week. Although, I was planning on going up or downtown for Mardi Gras day, I woke up way to late, and by the time we had our shit together we didn't feel like fighting the traffic up / down there. That and our friends who were calling and taunting us every 10 minutes were sounding like people sound when they've been drunk for 8 solid hours: convinced they are staying out, but sounding like they're about to pass out.
So, anywho, I'll be sure to make it out next year, I promise. Besides that, not much else has been happening. It seems as though my finances are going through a vicious "binge and purge" cycle, one week having a good chunk 'o change, the next bringing a can of corn to work for lunch. I highly doubt I hold any responsibility for that. Somebody else must be mismanaging my funds while I'm not around. Fear not, though, I will catch the dastardly villian behind this attempt to ruin my good standing in the fiscal community.
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