the Shakedown: slang. "a thorough search of a place or person." (dictionary.com)

Here's a mirror, now tell it to someone who gives a crap

Thursday, Jan. 15, 2004 at 11:38 am

Why are people never willing to admit it when they've done something wrong? It's always someone else's fault. It's someone else's problem for having a problem with what they've done. Or they couldn't help themselves because of their undeniable instant gratification needs. Or they are only guilty by association. Or other people only think they are in the wrong because of their skewed versions of what's right and wrong in this world.

Bullshit!

Listen up, you fucking pathetic always-a-victim-never-a-villain people in life: If you would just start admitting when you are wrong and sucking it up once in a while, people would actually start to like you and bad shit wouldn't constantly be happening to you. You'd think this would be common sense, but nooooo. Everybody is a goddamn victim these days.

If bad things happen to you when you lie and cheap, then stop lying and cheating, fuckass! If bad things happen to you when you don't express the same common courtesies that you expect from other people, then start using common courtesies, asshat! And if bad things happen to you when you do things that you know you shouldn't be doing, then STOP doing them already, ya fuckin' shithead!

Now shut the hell up already and stop expecting sympathy when you damn well do not deserve it.



You know you want this!

Monday, Jan. 12, 2004 at 10:50 am

I was wondering if Mary was ever going to post the pictures from Thanksgiving 2003. Yes, folks, she's finally back from the dead. And you people thought I never post! So here we are in all our hotness. From left to right we are Ann, Jaime, Mary, and yours truly. Click on the picture for a closer view.

If you want to see the rest of the pics you'll have to go visit Mary's site. If you're not already a member, I suggest bribing her with beer, it's a sure thing.



"If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world." C.S. Lewis