holy crap. it’s eight months later and the website still isn’t finished. damn those filthy, filthy horse asses i paid to make my site for me. just kidding. or am i? yes, yes i am. well, right now it’s about four thirty in the morning and i’m flat broke. going to the pawn shop tomorrow to sell my guitar, an electric fan, and my printer. hopefully i’ll have enough money for rent this month. if i possessed a decent looking body, i’d sell sex to whomever desired it. email me if this interests you. no fatties. see you all in another 8 months when this ass pain of a website is finished. MAYBE.
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oh, man! i just got the merideth brooks joke! your so funny! and you aren’t a pathetic loser who sits around at five in the morning writing replies to his own web posts! also, you spell like a third grader.
I resent that, sir. In the past eight months not once have you actually come up to me and said, “Now I have the money to buy the url! Let’s really actually publish the website!!!” So really, this sidewalk goes in two directions.
Eight months?? Since when? Because I’m counting since last March-ish, when we started it, so really it’s more like 10.
You’re lucky there was the summer delay, though, my coding skillzzz got phenominally better at least. The winter delay, however…let’s just say that when talkative peoples’ houses burn down, it’s hard to get things done when you’re putting them up at your house. Or putting up with them at your house. Whichever. (No, seriously though, things are fine & fun).
PS–I do not get the Merideth Brooks joke. Unless it is that you spelled ‘dith’ like ‘death’ slightly. If so, ha.