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4.26.2005

Meh... l33t h4x0R!

For reasons unknown to me I find myself posting on this… this hateful creature that is blogger. Oh the pain you’ve caused me ye fookin’ prostitute of a website, losing my posts… damn you, damn you and your damned dashboard!

Well it’s only been roughly 2 months or something since I posted here, I’m hoping my veiwership has dropped like me in the deep end of the pool… my thoughts do not warrant such an audience. For those who still stumble on this misfortune of writing, here is ye olde update.

- Bloglos has been thwarted by his evil arch nemesis Lord Power Supplygor and thus, bloglos is not accessible for the time being.
- I have made the decision that I shall remain single… to the chagrin of many cries of “but it’s on the list!!”… I just can’t do it fellas.
- My Jeep is being prepared for sale thanks to the help of one Toby
- My bike is reluctantly being sold… no thanks to 4 more years of school which will require money for some silly reason. I’m really putting this off though, god I don’t want to sell my beastie.

There’s a little of what’s happened lately and what’s going on. For those of you who haven’t heard, I’ve decided to apply to Law school, I’m going to take this next year to finish my English degree (yes, though I’m a sucker for dinosaurs and sea creatures, I am educated in that area… it’s ok to like crap as long as you know it’s crap) and apply for Law school next year. I feel pretty confident that I’ll be able to get in, just a matter of actually doing the work instead of floating through classes like I have been. To make my run of education more interesting, I suffered the second mild concussion of my life last week… or maybe the week before… a tad hazy yet. At any rate, I got a slapshot in the head in a hockey game, good times there. That’s about it for me.

4.01.2005

Hot diggity!

I’m a sooo happy lad today, tonight I sees my lady. This is but the second time so I’m allowed to proclaim it on the internet. Well… not the second time I’ve seen a lady, just y’know… this particular lady. Oh fuck it, shouldn’t have posted it in the first place.

Madonna has come under fire, again! from the Catholic church. This time for dressing up as a nun for a party. Hubby Guy Ritchie went as a priest. Classy. Anyway, the call has been to have Madonna beaten with a ruler by an actual nun. I for one would pay large amounts of PPV cash to see this. In case you’re wondering, I have a scathingly low opinion of Madonna and pretty much all of her antics. I like Ritchie though so I’m torn where he’s involved. Oh well, in this case I will have to adopt the stance of liking his work but having no opinion of the man behind it. Other than disappointment.

Actually correction, I have not a scathingly low opinion, I can’t stand the woman. That’s it, hate her. Would be happy to never hear of her again for as long as I live. One of the few people in the world I actually wish ill on. I hope she gets some sort of ass rash or wart or boil or some other sort of ass deforming condition. Nothing drastic mind, I’m not wanting her to be the first (as I know it) victim of bum cancer or anything like that. I just want her to feel a tenth of the annoyance she has caused me throughout my life. And for some reason I want it to be centered around her ass. Maybe cause it would be great to hear on E.T. that Madonna has taken on the services of Dr. Blahblah for help with the warty boils on her ass. And then see the tabloids with photoshopped images of this warty bum with Madonna’s horrified expression… you can’t say you wouldn’t chuckle a little seeing that when you’re standing in line to pay for your groceries. And it’d go away with no scarring or anything, but be a pain in the ass (weak) for a bit.