Friday, December 31, 2004

HAPPY BIRTHDAY STEVE AND MELISSA! Let's all give them a round of applause for living this long! OMG OMG OMG! CLAP CLAP CLAP!

Matt is such a can of tuna. Mostly in that after you crack his shiny surface you have to drain the fish juice out to get to his fish-like core.

this blog is nearly three years old. lets hope the new design is motivating.
it's been interesting to watch craigakin grow...more beautiful that is.

Thursday, December 30, 2004

hey you shitfuckfuckers are you any any of you coming up for new years asswipemonkeyfacebitch fuck.

Junk mail always provides an endless amount of hilarious names like Hilario!
here's a short list of people who have sent me junk mail:
Lamont Chambers
Eli Ewald
Heath Phipps
Rico Crockett
Mac Fountain
Steve Reidell
and my personal favorite:
Rigoberto Garrison!

(Matt laughs to himself until out of breath.)

hey thought I might post that the new website should be done very soon. It's at least 2.3 times better than the current website and, if we put our elbows into it, it could be up by the new year. Auld laud syne! Hopefully, janel won't screw up the pages anymore. Just kidding, Janel. But not really.

Let's bounce!

Wednesday, December 29, 2004

thought you guys might be interested in this:

Tuesday, December 28, 2004

STV SLV: you can't tell that someone is balding if they have a beard. this is an ancient fact.

Liz already announced it, but here's it is again, with a little more info

New Years Party!!!

Where: Caroline and Liz's house at 449 West Main St #1

When: New Years Eve, pre and post midnight. Starts around 10:30pm and then we think we'll all go somewhere for the actual countdown, but the boozin' will be before and after 12 at our humble abode. Countdown location ideas welcome.

What: There will be hors d'oeuvres, cheese fondue, and chocolate fondue. We'll also have a stock of some boozahol, but a donation or a drink to pass would be much appreciated

Ya'll should dress to impress, but if that means a pit-stained t-shirt and Zubaz pants, so be it

Thursday, December 23, 2004

dude, you guys SUCK at replying! except you mellissa, for that, i won't punch you in the face. guess i am NOT going to chicago now for new years. this thing called a "job" sucks. job schmob. AGAIN, are any of you coming up here for new years? mellissa,call me soon. you have no excuse not to as you don't have school for like a month. :) doty boys, i love the popsicle picture! hott. with 2 t's hot, so you know it's special. ;-) reply sluts. <3 kat

Wednesday, December 22, 2004

bearded and balding is the new good-looking

Tuesday, December 21, 2004

steven's brother comes today. GROSS!

Sunday, December 19, 2004

Guys who work at Big Bowl in the back, guys who have glasses in the front.

(Also, bearded balding men in the back-right, pasty-knee McGee in the front-left, nappy-haired nelson in the back-left, and veiny-left-armed fredrick in the front-right (his left arm, but on the right side of the picture)).

For all of those who may be interested--

What: New Year's Party
Where: Chez Caroline, Jon and APG -- 449 West main #1
When: New Year's Eve around 10ish
Why: Because someone should be having a New Year's Party, why not us?

Booze and APG-style munchies will be provided.
come as you are, or all dressed up (if you want to get on caroline's good side)
RSVP's to get an idea on numbers would be appreciated, but not necessary.

Friday, December 17, 2004

hey madisonites. it looks like i won't be here after all for new years. i need to escape this town. like mad. i think i might go to chicago. do any of you want to go with me? it includes one sexy italian (though i haven't informed him of this yet. :) ) and me in a hott red dress and hott red shoes. you know you want to! madison is too boring for new years.... so come on, let's go dance our asses off somewhere NOT here. i will go anywhere but here for new years. who is down?
<3 kat

Thursday, December 16, 2004

ed paschke died.
nice blog, pinche. i don't know what i am looking for on this internet anymore...
i am writing a paper. it is due at 4:00. ian apparently doesn't remember his promise to take off work and get me drunk after i turn it in. hmm. kat, we should definatly get together, but punching someone in the face is not exactly the best way to rekindle our romance. i agree with you though, that all you sluts should come up for new years and spread some of that special slutiness around. anyways, perhaps i shall go out tonight, and if i shall, i shall contact kat.
hey doty sluts, are any of you coming here for new years? i hope so. because this town blows and is boring without all of you around. :) speaking of new years....madison people: what the fuck is everyone doing? mellissa especiallly. because i haven't seen you in forever and a day. can i punch you in the face too? xoxo ~ kat ~

Monday, December 13, 2004

Hey Sam! Why didn't you tell me you were promoted to executive? Congradulations, buddy! Why don't you donate some of that new income to the band fund?

And what's this about punch? I want some punch. I'm so confused!!!!!!
f.y.i. melissa. PUNCH!
fyi sam - craig did not follow your instructions to punch me in the face....and as explanation for the lack of phone call, i was under the impression you were going to be in madison. you executive fucker.
Have you finally snapped craig? If you have, I want to watch. From a distance. With binoculars through your I always do. Like I am right now!

Sunday, December 12, 2004

Teeth Brushing:

isn't it funny, that everyday I destroy myself or some aspect of my life. I may go to the bar and drink, doing immeasurable damage to my liver, stomach, brain cells, etc. I may play video games, rotting my brain, as they say. I may get in fights or neglect close friends, and ruin long relationships. But at the end of the day, I take the time and care to always cleanse my pearly whites. I may die a lonely, unhealthy, bed-ridding, moron, but I'll have no cavities and my teeth will be as white as snow. And isn't that what it's all about?

Saturday, December 11, 2004

Sweet exhibit at the Tin Man Alley gallery in Philadelphia:

ULTRA-MURDER DEATH SQUAD exhibit by Tim Biskup
and Andrew Brandou
There's gonna be a rumble tonight!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Matt- you gotta tell this PUSSY that Chicago is not big enough for the two of you!!!

(or don't, see what I care, but if you don't, Mount Pilot may become the new DPC)

Friday, December 10, 2004

the same exact thing happened when I fed Matt a spoonful of sour cream.

also, sorry again, Janel.

Wednesday, December 08, 2004

steven has grudgingly admitted to feeding her a spoonful of sour cream. sour cream is not for cats. lesson learned.
if you were to notice your roommate's name/your own address written in the return address on a stamped envelope, this usually means that,
a.) the mail is outgoing
b.) this mail is not for your roommate
c.) this mail is not to be brought back into the house, as it is trying to be sent.

postcards addressed to people that do not live in your house means that this person does not live in your house,... even if it may seem as though someone must be shacking cupboards with attempts to receive mail at your place
I wanna be something too. I'll be a horse. No, I wanna fly. I'll be a flying horse. No, I'll be a cross between a bird and a flying horse that shoot's out bombs. No, that shoots out small, exploding horses. yeah. hey Sam, wanna fly on over to Schubas with me tonight to see Travis Morrison and Beauty Pill? That goes for any other bird-like creatures as well.
I am a swan. I am so pretty. Watch me fly away. Watch me swoop gracefully and eat raw fish, the bones crunching delicately in my magnificent beak. Watch me shit all over your new toyota corolla.
Ok I know I never blog and blah blah but I want to invite every and each of you to come over! to my house! on saturday! for a holiday bash! We will have wine, beer, eggnog, hot chocolate, and SANTA. My house is located conveniently on East Gorham Street, #317. Saturday. My roommates and I will be dressed like reindeer.

Melissa that's disgusting; what has your poor cat been eating?

Tuesday, December 07, 2004

i am mad at maury povich. they are having contestants from the swan on and i say hey! they have their own fucking tv show! maybe the swans would drink with sam. maybe sam is a swan.

Monday, December 06, 2004

The Gold Coast is the new Promised Land. Make a note of that Manifest Destiny! I expect a report on Tuesday.

Saturday, December 04, 2004

So I'm sitting at home now alone drinking whiskey and coke out of a giant wine glass and listening to bad music. Wow that sounded way too personal for this blog. I hate you craig!!!!! I hate you sooooooo much!!!!!
craig, i think your fatal mistake was letting me know you are on friendster. i have been to genna's 4 out of the last 6 nights. all i can bring myself to do now is watch bill hicks dvd's over and over and over. which i will do right after wheel of fortune ends.
my dad making rhymes? me thinks never
to my surprise, he is very clever
(although I'm not sure "blog" rhymes with "job")

Last night I dreamt that I saw a Mike Meyers movie with Charlie Johnson in it. Remember Charlie Johnson? That funny guy who was our neighbor at the ranch who jumped around and yelled a lot? And one time he said something funny? Anyway, in the movie he rode a stationary bicycle and then got off and puked, a lot. The crowd laughed. The point I'm trying to make is that that dream really made me miss puking.

Friday, December 03, 2004

Get off the blog and get a job, hey that rhymes, what do you think about that?
does the internet think it's being helpful when I write things like employment, or insurance, or games and it automatically makes a link? Cuz it's just being lame.
ha, movies didn't work.
I think I made the fetal (sic) mistake of reading your blog melissa. Now I'm tempted to do the same, damnit!

I'm still unemployed! But not for long. If I don't get a job by the end of the month Sam said I can work at the Big Bowl. Sam spelled backwards is Mas, which is short for master of employment! I'm clever!

Thursday, December 02, 2004

i think i just made a fatal mistake: i joined friendster. billy and vera forced me to. now i have to resist the eternal temptation of looking up old boyfriends and 7th grade crushes. shit.

Wednesday, December 01, 2004

I agree Janel.

We are having a formal holiday party on Saturday. Everyone and their friends are invited. Trust me when I say it will be worth the drive or walk. 19 N hancock.
I didn't know they had donuts called Janels!

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas!

I have no idea what that means!