This is my Dad
The One Eared Father
Just kidding. : ) I'm really busy today between work and proofreading my English essay and assignments for tonight's class for Mr. K****. I think my work gets pissed when they catch me studying or blogging, but what can they do. All my work gets done, and done well.
There all just jealous because I'm not old and bitter yet like them. I don't exude the professionalism they do. They expect me to be just as stressed when I've told them many times this is a stepping stone position for me. They're all stressed out and they come to my desk and catch me doing homework. They ask me what I'm doing and I tell them and show them the other work that has been completed for actual work. They say nothing and walk away. Stressed out people hate to see other people happy. It makes me want to kill them and put them out of their misery. I do appreciate the job and love the staff though. They all just need a vacation. So do I for that matter.
Anyways, some quick things on the NFL. I wanted to ask if anyone knows where I can get a Michael Vick-#7 (Ron Mexico) jersey. Believe it or not I had asked "A" if it was okay if I spent the money to get it made on the NFL online site a few days after I first posted the story. Then a couple days ago I saw the news of it being banned by the NFL to produce the jersey. I would do anything to get this jersey made so long as it doesn't cost too much. I will sew the letters on myself, whatever I need to do. If you can find me a way to get this jersey I will forever be in your debt. I would sleep in that jersey. It would be the epitome of coolness. Yes I do have a girlfriend.
I am going to do a short bio on my favorite NFL prospect in the draft. The name is Matt Jones and he is going to be nasty. I wasted time and didn't post anything on him, and this morning in the paper there was a big article on him. I like to find guys that get talked about slightly, yet they are still under the radar. Steven Jackson was mine last year and he should be starting in front of Marshall faulk this year. More on Matt Jones soon.
Other things going on that will be posted soon is a new horrid confessions that will be way to revealing.
I will leave you with a fact that this weekend is going to be nasty because we have the NFL draft and a Celtics playoff game on Saturday. People will be over and laughter will be shared, this I vow.
Also, on a sadder note. I would like to announce the passing of a close friend that I would like to thank for his help and encouragement through my time in blogger world. His name was S. and his blog was A Junkyard full of False Starts. He was a whiz with computers and a really nice kid. His only wish was to find a female companion and unfortunately it never came to fruition since he closed down his blog and passed on shortly thereafter. He left some information I was told I could post as long as I would give him credit. The Vick link was one he informed me of, even though I saw it on the news. Also, we laughed together about a freak show S found on craigslist.com. A Star Wars loving, homosexual, dominatrix of some type; that scares the bejesus out of me.
Well S,.....Thank you. I shall miss you. I wish by some paranormal chance I might somehow still receive posts of your insight and e-mails of the little things you found funny.
Farewell S. Rest in peace. Negated 2005-
posted by Beo @ 11:50 AM
11 Comments:
I like the picture of your dad, he's really hott!!!
How are you so cool Beo, you rock the boat. lol sorry I'm soo weird I hope that's ok.
Well, your the bee's knees too christina.
Your weirdness is highly enjoyable and if you knew me, you'd know you weren't being. So feel free.:)
We all need a vacation. We should all go on a cruise together.
What happened to S.? I remember reading his blog a while back ago, after seeing his link on your page.
Well, I'd rather not bring it up right now. It just happened and I'm still kind of shook up about it.
No offense T. Maybe I'll post about it later. It's not a good story. I love you man.
Thank you for asking though.
Boo.
I'm a ghost, and I'm appalled you put that picture up. I will now haunt your blog for all time. Who the hell is that kid? I'd have much rather preferred you told people I looked like Darth Cockring up at the top! Eeeek.
My blog is not dead; just in a hibernative state, and will awake someday like a butterfly from a cocoon.
Until then, some words of wisdom:
Use Linux, and if you can't, at least use Firefox. Buy Unwound albums. And if you meet any cute sub-21 year old chix with gigantic breasts, give them my phone number.
Peace out...for now.
I've entered the time in my life where people I knew start passing. When I was a kid, I never really noticed a relative's death. A couple years ago a really good friend of my younger brother died in a car accident. Out of the blue. Threw me for a loop. I just don't know how I'll react when I first lose a friend.
I lost a close friend when I was 16. Although, at the time he was more of an enemy because he had stolen a sexual video of a past girlfriend and I.
It still hit me pretty hard though. We're so blind to the fact that it could all be gone in a moment.
And T, didn't I tell you the story about S. wouldn't be a good one. It was much better saying he had passed on. Which, in a lot of ways; he has passed on.
Sorry to hear about your friend. There aren't too many people that I find worth knowing in this world and I know how bad it can suck when there is suddenly one less.
Thanks Sylvana.
Hey man, sorry to hear about S.
I enjoyed reading your blog.
Thanks Shamus. Ditto.:)
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