Wednesday, May 30, 2007
500th Post
Welcome to my 500th Postravaganza!
If anyone has actually read all 500 of my posts on this blog...Wow. You are almost as big a loser as the guy that wrote them.
I need to send a shout out to all my homies in tha 208! Yo!
Who wants to go to a Portland Trailblazers game with me next year??
Who wants to see Idaho State get their asses handed to them by Oregon State on September 15th?
Who wants to go the new IKEA store in Portland with me?
Who wants to go to the Stand by Me Festival with me?
Who wants to go see O.A.R. on June 18th and June 25th?
I was a fifth grade spelling bee champion. It was a dream of mine to go to the National Spelling Bee, but alas as I mentioned in a previous post, my index finger wasn't long enough.
Fred Meyer did not have my favorite popsicles last time I was there. Curse that Fred Meyer!!!
I just learned how to use T9 when texting. I'm still not going to text you back.
I have not started any bar fights in the last 3 days. That is... no one has tried to start one with me.
On Monday night we drank 40's on the porch. Well, actually I was drinking 12 oz Bud Lights. Only one person actually had a 40. Steel Reserve that is. White girl she was. Strange!
The day after I posted my blog about being single too long, a girl asked me to go out with her and her friends for a girl friend's birthday. I didn't go. Same girl asked me to go out to sing karaoke tonight. Here I am. Perhaps I have been single too long. Perhaps I'm my own worst enemy here.
I haven't met my next door neighbor. We share a balcony. I play my music really loud hoping she will come over and tell me to turn it down.
My cousin Sarah is graduating from High School.
My cousin Galit just graduated from college.
I carry a picture of my nephew in my wallet. If I've ever told you that he was my son, it's because I don't like you. And you really don't know me.
I have a sweet Mickey Mouse step counter from a box of Corn Pops. I walked 753 steps between my apartment and my friend's apartment.
I went to the movies the other day to see the latest Pirates movie. Lame. And I remembered why I don't go to the movies. It cost $15 for popcorn and pop. The theater was crowded. I sat next to someone who smelled funny and behind a teenage girl that wouldn't shut up. I'm happy to wait for movies to come out on DVD.
Galaxy Quest was highly under appreciated. It's on TBS right now.
I live in an upstairs apartment. It's hot.
I met a girl who is always drunk when I see her. I see her almost every day. I've been there.
I love immigrants.
I'm against raising minimum wage.
I really don't think there is a good presidential candidate out there. It's time for a 3rd party to step up and take advantage.
I believe all is fair in love and war.
I've never had a bird shit on my head. But I have seen it happen to one of my supervisors at Cedar Point.
I floss everyday.
I need to clean my apartment. I'm working on it. Slowly but surely. Maybe this weekend.
The other day I realized that this one girl I know is a genuine tip whore. She flirts just enough to keep me interested. She hangs out with me outside of the bar to give me hope. The other day I paid a $7.49 tab with a twenty. $2 would have been more than a 20% tip, but she gave me 7 ones and a five so that I could leave more, because she knew I would.
You know what would make me want to shoot myself in the head? If I shot myself in the head, but it didn't kill me.
Slag was my favorite Dinobot.
Me Grimlock mad.
I like mojitos. Who wants to go out on Saturday for a Mojito?
There is a guy at work who once said he had a photographic memory. That claim is proven false on a daily basis. There is another guy at work that says he can remember numbers just by hearing them once. He did not.
The bartenders at Applebee's are impressed with how well I know all the trivia questions they have. I'm a history major. I spent $30,000 on an education that allows me to be really good at trivia. Not so much get a high paying job, but rather beat my friends at Trivial Pursuit. Yeah that's right. I'm the champion. Bring it on.
That is all.
If anyone has actually read all 500 of my posts on this blog...Wow. You are almost as big a loser as the guy that wrote them.
I need to send a shout out to all my homies in tha 208! Yo!
Who wants to go to a Portland Trailblazers game with me next year??
Who wants to see Idaho State get their asses handed to them by Oregon State on September 15th?
Who wants to go the new IKEA store in Portland with me?
Who wants to go to the Stand by Me Festival with me?
Who wants to go see O.A.R. on June 18th and June 25th?
I was a fifth grade spelling bee champion. It was a dream of mine to go to the National Spelling Bee, but alas as I mentioned in a previous post, my index finger wasn't long enough.
Fred Meyer did not have my favorite popsicles last time I was there. Curse that Fred Meyer!!!
I just learned how to use T9 when texting. I'm still not going to text you back.
I have not started any bar fights in the last 3 days. That is... no one has tried to start one with me.
On Monday night we drank 40's on the porch. Well, actually I was drinking 12 oz Bud Lights. Only one person actually had a 40. Steel Reserve that is. White girl she was. Strange!
The day after I posted my blog about being single too long, a girl asked me to go out with her and her friends for a girl friend's birthday. I didn't go. Same girl asked me to go out to sing karaoke tonight. Here I am. Perhaps I have been single too long. Perhaps I'm my own worst enemy here.
I haven't met my next door neighbor. We share a balcony. I play my music really loud hoping she will come over and tell me to turn it down.
My cousin Sarah is graduating from High School.
My cousin Galit just graduated from college.
I carry a picture of my nephew in my wallet. If I've ever told you that he was my son, it's because I don't like you. And you really don't know me.
I have a sweet Mickey Mouse step counter from a box of Corn Pops. I walked 753 steps between my apartment and my friend's apartment.
I went to the movies the other day to see the latest Pirates movie. Lame. And I remembered why I don't go to the movies. It cost $15 for popcorn and pop. The theater was crowded. I sat next to someone who smelled funny and behind a teenage girl that wouldn't shut up. I'm happy to wait for movies to come out on DVD.
Galaxy Quest was highly under appreciated. It's on TBS right now.
I live in an upstairs apartment. It's hot.
I met a girl who is always drunk when I see her. I see her almost every day. I've been there.
I love immigrants.
I'm against raising minimum wage.
I really don't think there is a good presidential candidate out there. It's time for a 3rd party to step up and take advantage.
I believe all is fair in love and war.
I've never had a bird shit on my head. But I have seen it happen to one of my supervisors at Cedar Point.
I floss everyday.
I need to clean my apartment. I'm working on it. Slowly but surely. Maybe this weekend.
The other day I realized that this one girl I know is a genuine tip whore. She flirts just enough to keep me interested. She hangs out with me outside of the bar to give me hope. The other day I paid a $7.49 tab with a twenty. $2 would have been more than a 20% tip, but she gave me 7 ones and a five so that I could leave more, because she knew I would.
You know what would make me want to shoot myself in the head? If I shot myself in the head, but it didn't kill me.
Slag was my favorite Dinobot.
Me Grimlock mad.
I like mojitos. Who wants to go out on Saturday for a Mojito?
There is a guy at work who once said he had a photographic memory. That claim is proven false on a daily basis. There is another guy at work that says he can remember numbers just by hearing them once. He did not.
The bartenders at Applebee's are impressed with how well I know all the trivia questions they have. I'm a history major. I spent $30,000 on an education that allows me to be really good at trivia. Not so much get a high paying job, but rather beat my friends at Trivial Pursuit. Yeah that's right. I'm the champion. Bring it on.
That is all.
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The Stand By Me event inexplicably has an Elvis impersonator event. Which means I'll be rearranging my summer schedule to accommodate.
I'm pretty sure you beat me and Andy both last time we played. That should make you reigning champ. p.s. That i before e thing never seems to apply does it.
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