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Saturday, July 05, 2003
I would just like to clear one thing up really quick. Such language as was used recently is not going to be commonplace here. It may make the round every now and again, but that should be quite rare. It was sort of a spur of the moment decision on mine and Dave's part, because we felt as though it portrayed more personality. And in deed it does. I do not swear very often these days (shut up, Kim ;)), at least not publicly. But I will make this warning: If we post more chat transcripts, they will not be censored (unless extremely needed, which will never be the case). It is not that I would ever use such language in a post here as I would in a private chat, but that I feel in order for a chat transcript to be read and to bring personality, being uncensored and edited is very important.
To anyone I offended with my language, I apologise. But I am not saying it won't happen again in the future. Also, if the romantic comedy works out, I think our next project should be about two canadians who marry two americans in a Costco. The entire cast and crew will be drunk on Costco wines. In Memory of Petey [Steven] Time:9:17 PM
yelvis nevets: i feel so fuckin lonely lately
Oringlorin: i'm gonna jet In Memory of Petey [Dave] Time:12:25 AM Friday, July 04, 2003
Happy 15th, Leah!
Happy 4th everyone else! In Memory of Petey [Dave] Time:8:55 AM Wednesday, July 02, 2003
Cigarettes are for nicotine sluts. So are these mini-cgars I've started smoking. From hence forth (once i finish this pack or throw it away), I am smoking only my pipe and cigars that are actually cigars with mouthpieces on them (like tipped cigarillos) (which, unlike 'little cigar,' is not a code word for 'cigarette with mushed tobacco formed into a sleave instead of paper').
In Memory of Petey [Steven] Time:11:49 PM
I have recently been trying to reach deep into the...depths of my being and retrieve the funny upon which I for so long had a grasp. It has been difficult, but with the help of chat logs (with my darling Kim), I have been able to somewhat regain said funny. However, I realise that one important ingredient is missing. And that, my readers, is my pipe. I stopped smoking it because I was inhaling too much, and because all I could find was cheap tobacco, and started smoking these sluttly little cigars. Now, if they were like, real little cigars, that'd be one thing. But they're just cigarettes made of tobacco instead of paper. And they suck and make my lungs ache and moan. Also missing, and also a very important ingredient (if not more important than stated pipe), is New York. I miss my life. I have become unfunny because I have nothing to humour upon. I have not my life, I have nothing. I ask you all to bear with me as I crack corny jokes that are no where near my old funny, but are always stepping in the right direction. I would share some jewels I have made in the past week, but I'm too lazy to dig up the chat logs.
Oh, and also, John is handing out free fries and free burgers. In Memory of Petey [Steven] Time:11:44 PM
Today I picked up my gameboy for the first time in literally months, possibly half a year. It's one of those old ones. Like as in the "original". And the only game I could find (because it was in the machine) was Kirby. That game rocks so hard. I'd talk about the awesome adorable little flying guy and the funny bad guys and the one eeeeevil bad guy at the end and the awesome mario music blaring from the little speakers, but it's just too much. I think I'd tear up.
I wish I could find Tetris... In Memory of Petey [Dave] Time:12:01 AM Monday, June 30, 2003
Contrary to popular belief, I have not been reading either Harry Potter or Star Wars books. I've been reading the autobiography of Jay Leno. That guy rocks so hard. I swear the man is no man at all, but a god sent to dwell among us and awe us with feats of comedy of near chinlike preportions. I think my favorite story was the one about his getting picked up as a homosexual prostitute once while hitchhiking. But don't let me ruin all the suspense for you.
Also, I just realized that the public profile for wfw is as follows: read our blog! we don't talk about beating up old ladies! To all those who have foolishly heeded this olive branch and discovered wfw through our blogger profile, I now offer my heartiest aplologies for the blatant, bold faced lie. In the event that you are an old lady, please step this way... Actually I remember trying to think of a profile that fateful night me and steve brought wfw to life. I think we were drunk. In Memory of Petey [Dave] Time:12:50 AM |
