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Blog Thread II: Beyond Blogosphere.
Scandanavian War Machine:
with your avatar, i imagined Attack Attack! singing that last line in that silly way that they sing things (accompanied[sp?] by the silly dancing they do, naturally). it made me laugh.
is this the blog thread? oh it is! blogthread: i'm super stoned at work and it's friday and it's sunny and i'm listening to Black Moth Super Rainbow and man life is fucking excellent.
allison:
Bloggus Threadicus,
I am so happy! I have made appointments for the dentist, my university registrar and my drivers test all in one day, so I do not miss too much work! I also sent flowers to an old friend (condolences for the loss of her father) which I have been meaning to do. I am going to go home, clean my room then have the boys over for pizza and beer and GAME SEVENNNNNNNN which Detroit is obviousl going to win.
WHAT A GOOD DAY
Slick:
--- Quote from: öde on 12 Jun 2009, 05:30 ---Get some humane traps and put them somewhere outside, far away!
--- End quote ---
We had a mouse problem once, and our neighbour lent us his humane trap. We put it under the sink. And forgot to check it.
Some days later, my housemates found two and a half mice in it.
Will:
--- Quote from: allison on 12 Jun 2009, 10:55 ---Detroit is obviousl going to win.
--- End quote ---
I'm so sorry that this is not going to happen for you tonight...that's totally going to spoil your good day :|
(I'm from the Pittsburgh area, I had to...)
Patrick:
Dear blog thread,
Today I almost got mugged. I was leaving the biker bar that I frequent, and I turn the corner, and these two guys come up and start acting shady and talking to me about how they need to borrow my phone. One guy stood behind me, which is how I knew INSTANTLY that shit was going down. I lied my standard don't give your phone to strangers lie and was like "Sorry guys my phone is out of credit" and they're like "Here I have a recharge card for you, I just need your phone" and I'm like "You don't even know what company I use!" and the guy in my way started looking all pissed off. The other guy started feeling my back pocket for my wallet, which I had my hand covering (when talking to shady-looking characters I ALWAYS put my thumbs in my back pockets).
Anyway, so the one guy starts touching at my pocket, grabbing my phone, and (continuing in Albanian, I'd never say this in English) I'm like "Hey you fucking faggot bitch, did I say that was okay?" and he starts getting even pushier about it and I'm like "Listen, sisterfucker, I am going to go home. I don't have time for this." He replied with a punch to my arm and a "Fuck your mother" to which I replied "Yeah, well fuck your whole family" and I plowed my right shoulder directly into his sternum, moving him out of the way by doing so, and started walking, listening for footsteps behind me.
The other guy yelled "Fuck you, eat my dick" and I just grinned at him and yelled back "You too, sweetheart" and carried on.
The shitty thing is that I have to report things like that to the security officer so that Washington knows about it and can mention things like that in their briefings to incoming transfer people. Which sucks, because shit like this NEVER happens here.
Love,
Me!
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