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| HOLLOW WEENY |  | Category: Social
Thursday, October 31st, 2002 @ 09:51 am
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 Well, Halloween is upon us, and its time to be pissed off because nobodies going to have as much fun as they thought they would. This person's broke, that person couldn't get off work, I couldn't get in touch with so and so in time, I have to get this boil lanced; I hear (and am sometimes guilty of) the same shit every year. Well fuck you Halloween.
Usually I look forward to Halloween, seeming as its a usually a wild, chemically enhanced, bark at the fucking moon type of holiday, but for the past few years it seems to be the little holiday that couldn't. Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe I just have this attitude because last year I was stuck at home with not only work the next day, but a DEADLINE the next day. Which leads me to my next point: Ian.
This little dick chigger has the audacity to preemtively silence everyone on commenting on his inability to go out for Halloween, when just a year earlier he was sitting at my house trying to force me to go out and calling me a douche bag for having work the next day. He then ends his rant with "do not give me a single peep of shit about it because i am dead fucking serious about how pissed i am about the situation and no amount of comments or attempts to lure me out will change the fact." Is it ok if I come to your house and then moan and groan about how you've now made me stay in for the night?
Peep, motherfucker, peep.
But, in all seriousness, I know it does suck, you got to see me in the same position last year. Also, its not like we're short of nights of drunken revelry around mi casa, so I'm sure you'll find a way to fit in a replacement night somewhere in this weekend.
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| ISLAND IN THE SUN | | Category: Social
Wednesday, May 15th, 2002 @ 08:01 pm
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Envy Me
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Well, I'm about to embark on my much needed vacation. Its been well over 4 years since I've left this state on vacation, granted Florida isn't what one would consider "leaving Louisiana", but guess what, fuck you, I'm going to the beach!
Not only am I going to the beach, but we also have rented a house/condo with it's own pool and such amenities. Of course, I may get there and it is a dump, but if the pictures hold true, it seems like I'll be having a pretty eff'in good time. A little sun, a little sex, a little booze, a little narcotics, a little of everything.
As Brian Denehey once said of Chris Farely, "He consumed too much of life," I hope to follow in the same footprints.... except not be fat.
Now, I know what you're saying. You're saying, "glitch, or whatever your dorky online name is, why do you feel you need to keep me up to par with your day to day life?" Well, my friend, I don't. I just wanted to rub it in all of your punk BITCH FACES!!! HAR HAR!!!! I'm GOING TO THE BEACH!!! AND TO THE POOL!!! AND TO THE CONDO!!! AND TO THE BATHROOM IN THE CONDO!!! AND IT HAS A KITCHEN!!! AND STUFF ALONG THESE LINES!!!!
Ok, enough of that. I hope it cuts all of you real deep. Except for Foo, who got me a job. Don't feel bad, you make much more than me. You beat me in many categories, EXCEPT FOR THE GOING TO THE BEACH CATEGORY!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ok, I'm over it, really. PSYCH!!!! JUST KIDDING!!!! I R00L AND ALL OF YOU ARE FOOLS!!!!
Ok, I own and all, but you guys are great. PSYCH!!!
And don't forget,
I'VE HAD THE CP
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| DRINKING BUDDIES UNITE! | | Category: Social
Tuesday, April 30th, 2002 @ 08:07 pm
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I'm Screwed
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My fellow drinking friends, this is the time you must unite, and stand behind me. This is one of those times when people need people. To be more specific, this is when people need people to drink with. Yep, you guessed it, I've been fired. Well, not so much fired, but my company has gone out of business and I have been laid off, let go, given the walking papers, however you want to call it.
So, in response, I am calling on all able bodied drinkers to join me in an asemblage of drunkeness and comiseration. We must show those who are not looking and don't care that we will not go silently in to that good night, which we will, of couse.
I have come upon a time of deep reflection and deep sips from the bottle, and I ask of you, my bretheren, to not think of yourselves, but instead, think of me and how much alcohol I need to consume until my grief is somewhere in the bottom of a vessel of booze. These are grave times indeed.
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| BAD LIKE A RABID WOLF, DRUNK LIKE A BUM AND SEXY LIKE A RAZOR CAKE. LET'S WELCOME BACK... | | Category: Social
Wednesday, April 10th, 2002 @ 05:00 pm
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your savior mr.fix
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As you may or may not know i am not the most level headed or sane prick that posts on this professionally jumbled mass of personal progress and tech news we all lovingly call Glitch13.com. That being said and since i have been gone for so long i think a re-introduction is in order.
My name is fix, first name mr. last name fix. You will address me as "Your Royal Lushness" or "King Throatcandy" if of course i feel your throat is an acceptable receptacle for my Royal Skin Sceptor. If per chance we are to meet face to face and you feel it necessary to comunicate via your mortal pie hole you will embrace the ground as it has become holy since my feet have tred upon it. You will also remember not to look me directly in the eyes. i Guess that those are the only things you need to know for now as far as re-introduction is concerned. Onto the meat.
Since moving to Missoula, Mt. i have had alot of time to think. Most of this time thinking has been wasted on drinking, letching and lying. Some of it has been spent thinking. "What", you may ask your self, "has fix been thinking about?". Well, let me tell you. i Have been thinking about the future, the future of man kind. Imagine, if you will, a world filled with love instead of hate. A world where unicorns and candy canes play together hand in hand. Muffins co-habitate with the potato children and the Gumdrop Gang doesn't rape all of the woman in the Corn Cob kingdom. Cars fly silent with lazer pilots on full alert! i Mean, what a world it could be. i Have a dream ladies and gents and you can do your part to help it all come together, all you have to do is send a note to me here at
glitch13.com and we can arange a way for you to make a substansial donation to the "New Orleans BBQ fund"(a.k.a. fix & miss a move to New Orleans fund) that i am trying to get together. If of course you are against this sort of endevor you can jump up a camels ass and suffocate. once again thank you for my time and best wishes, your friend fix.
That is all.
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| A PROPOSITION | | Category: Social
Friday, April 5th, 2002 @ 02:08 am
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i'm thinking it's high time for some pool and some beer. the weather's been nice lately and few things are nicer to do on a nice day than to go to a bar where they have all the windows or doors open or whatever and drink some beer and shoot some pool. i'm thinking saturday would be a good day for this.
anyone with me?
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