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Monday, March 08, 2004
Alright. I've just responded before the deadline to CJ's "Pants Party Challenge". Though I must confess it should be a party where people don't wear pants, rather than what I put. You know, what I do most of the time.
Ok, here is what I did today:
-Woke up. Did not smash face on floor.
-Ate breakfast...IN THE MORNING! (damned phone call!)
-Got bored...oh so bored...and went for a walk, and ended up a Church, then visiting my old high school.
-Slept until supper.
-Ate supper.
-Slept.
-Woke up, watched Simpson's and part of Fear Factor (retarded show) with my family. Still extremely tired.
-Talked to Chris. Talked to a piece of lexan. Talked to myself. Did some thinking. Felt better. Currently talking to Russ. He must be rubbing off on me. For some reason I'm getting more and more interested in cars.
-Soon to attempt to catch up on sleep.
-This "bulletted" style of posting is really annoying for me. Is it pissing you off, too?
-If so, good. I'll keep posting this way.
-We left a 5 minute, 35 second message on Collins' cell phone, Friday night. "And this is what the radio sounds like...and this is what the radio sounds like on a helicopter...and this is what Matt's hat sounds like"
Yes, my scally CAP has a sound!
And we learned just how much fun an air compressor can be. Thank goodness it was not used during the "Crotch Game". That would be a major pain. Literally. I don't know if we'd have balls left if we did use it. Ok, let's get off that train of thought. It's not a pleasant one for me. Nor for any [sane] man.
Back to the world of my sanity ("It's a small world after all! It's a small world after all! It's a small world after all! It's a small, small world!").
I canceled my appointment with the head-shrink. No need. Not anymore.
Me: Rob, did you know that a condom can get that big?
Rob: Yes, every time I put one on!
Me: .........
(We used an air compressor to blow a condem up to about 3 feet long...I'd be VERY scared of a man who would need a "magnum" condem). I'm VERY glad the young lady from 241 did not enter the room at this point in time.
Ok, here is what I did today:
-Woke up. Did not smash face on floor.
-Ate breakfast...IN THE MORNING! (damned phone call!)
-Got bored...oh so bored...and went for a walk, and ended up a Church, then visiting my old high school.
-Slept until supper.
-Ate supper.
-Slept.
-Woke up, watched Simpson's and part of Fear Factor (retarded show) with my family. Still extremely tired.
-Talked to Chris. Talked to a piece of lexan. Talked to myself. Did some thinking. Felt better. Currently talking to Russ. He must be rubbing off on me. For some reason I'm getting more and more interested in cars.
-Soon to attempt to catch up on sleep.
-This "bulletted" style of posting is really annoying for me. Is it pissing you off, too?
-If so, good. I'll keep posting this way.
-We left a 5 minute, 35 second message on Collins' cell phone, Friday night. "And this is what the radio sounds like...and this is what the radio sounds like on a helicopter...and this is what Matt's hat sounds like"
Yes, my scally CAP has a sound!
And we learned just how much fun an air compressor can be. Thank goodness it was not used during the "Crotch Game". That would be a major pain. Literally. I don't know if we'd have balls left if we did use it. Ok, let's get off that train of thought. It's not a pleasant one for me. Nor for any [sane] man.
Back to the world of my sanity ("It's a small world after all! It's a small world after all! It's a small world after all! It's a small, small world!").
I canceled my appointment with the head-shrink. No need. Not anymore.
Me: Rob, did you know that a condom can get that big?
Rob: Yes, every time I put one on!
Me: .........
(We used an air compressor to blow a condem up to about 3 feet long...I'd be VERY scared of a man who would need a "magnum" condem). I'm VERY glad the young lady from 241 did not enter the room at this point in time.
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