Retarded 80's music Dave seems to like butchering my perception
of the 80's with on DMX
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should I make this a regular feature? Who I'm on ICQ with while writing? Erica's on the line and i'm telling her how I'm a very *not-silly* mood lately and how it's probably because of my class...Tommorrow we have a 50 question test than we get to watch a vietnam medic video to see all these wonderful injuries on real people...not my idea of a nice day.
Dan came over and we went out to Miami Subs for food. Being the welch he always is (and I'm beginning to get fed up with buying or giving anyone anything because I have rarely seen any such reciprocation) he said he wanted chilli fries...so i just went ahead and bought them and then he didn't want them when I asked him to at least show a little fucking consideration for it, he said he didn't even want them...fucking A, i am no longer buying anyone anything unless it's up front they will pay me back within a couple of days. He has less bills than me and makes the same $$ I do now...there is no reason for me to buy him jack fucking shit. Grrrrrr
Add to the fact that Dave is the slob as alwasy and his room is a fucking pig sty so bad that he lost the driver disc for his sound card and everyone comments on his room...
and further add this whole thing about broken legs and guts and brains and blood and all this other stuff we're learning how to treat and the video from vietnam we're watching tomorrow showing all this shit on real ppl and the test we're taking b4 it...
I am NOT in a terribly great mood as of this moment.
oh and you IE users, if you could click the notify list link for me and tell me if it inserts the subject line in your email program for me...or any of you who use a different email program inside your browser other than netscape messenger...I'd appreciate it if you told me if it worked or not...
As a matter of protest, I have removed IE from this computer
and refuse to run it.
We had a piss test this morning...actually, Dave had one, I didn't...but course the knock at 0545 woke me up and not him...So I had to creep through his crap to the door and then wake him up...oddly ironic that HE was pissed and not I in light of where I went while on leave.
Got around to putting a counter on the page. hoorah. curious to see how many hits I get nowadasy.
And oh yeah, Justine's pregnant again. As if I didn't feel weird her having one child already before I even met the right girl...now it's gonna be two!