Going to F-Town with foxyred.
Posts from ‘August, 2001’
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I am mad at myself because I didn't truly discover Ben Folds Five until this morning. Thank you , and
unwashed
When it was least expected,
the very stars we sat under
and wished upon
turned
like the family dog
gone rabid.
My words,
selected with painful caution,
were too careless for your
silent heart.
The rain beats harder still
upon the metal chimney
by my window,
but it will
not
be
washing
tonight.
My barriers, alongside yours,
will remain,
so
many
inches
away.
lesson learned
When every part of your mind and soul and heart tells you not to do something, don't do it.
I will never do that again. I have learned my lesson.
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Since new account sign ups are currently turned off, I decided to use one of the several usernames I signed up, but have never used in order to keep track of the injustices served to my be my employer. For those of you who are interested:
t is for TORTURE.
I will post a bio and some [...]
logbook
After publishing that tardiness document I started thinking about a time when I arrived at work, late as usual, to find a note on my desk from my boss telling me to go see him. After I sat down in his office he proceeded to pull up records of all of my lateness. It really [...]
history of the reverend
Thanks to Tony's packrat like skills, I have a document (converted to web format) from my past that may be of some interest to you. Names have been changed to protect the innocent.
tits
More often than not I hear women make statements like "Don't look at my breasts, look at me" or, "He didn't look in my eyes the entire time we were talking". The truth is, your eyes are not that impressive. On the other hand, your tits are huge, you're not wearing a bra, and they [...]
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From: Bitch
To: revjim
Subject: RE: Hello
The only thing I've been doing is planning my wedding, did I tell you about that? If not, it's next June, in Vegas. Should be lots of fun.
Some day, Daniel. Some day.
Fuck…
I am so fed up with companies who buy in to some proprietary piece of shit software because that software claims to fufill all their business needs, make them margaritas every morning, and stay well hidden under their desk when the wife comes into the office unannounced.
This little excerpt is from my place of employments [...]