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January 9th, 2002:

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Today has been filled with Instant Messaging goodness. I guess mostly because I don’t feel like working at all.

(13:30:59) sn0w: has she shown you the dark side yet, the one that sacrifices small animals under the full moon?
(13:31:21) Revjim: only once…
(13:31:26) Revjim: but we were both real hungry.
(13:31:38) sn0w: and it kind of turned you on?
(13:31:42) Revjim: a lot!!!

PETA assists in the killing of over 300 deer

At this time last year, PETA managed to make it EASIER for hunters to hunt deer, by decorating the deer in brightly colored jackets, and, by doing so, endangered the lives of the hunters as well as the deer. I wonder what they are going to do this year?

tater tots and MSN fun

(10:45:24) sn0w: saltgrass is right next door ;)
(10:45:28) Revjim: mmmmm…
(10:45:30) Revjim: saltgrass.
(10:45:49) Revjim: or we can eat tater tots at main event.
(10:45:51) sn0w: i don’t think we can even afford to go in and breathe
(10:46:02) sn0w: tator tots kick my ass.

(10:48:55) sn0w: what is the note?
(10:49:02) sn0w: (8)
(10:49:16) Revjim: i dunno…
(10:49:25) Revjim: I don’t get to see any gay ass MSN icons.
(10:49:53) Revjim: it just looks like you don’t know how to type to me.
(10:49:54) sn0w: :D
(10:50:00) sn0w: what the fuck is that?
(10:50:19) Revjim: what is what? this :D
(10:50:29) sn0w: does it show as : – D
(10:50:34) Revjim: yes.
(10:50:38) Revjim: it shows it like you type it.
(10:50:48) Revjim: no stupid smilely conversion bullshit over here.
(10:51:00) sn0w: it looks like a guy who is going to eat my monkey and rape my dog

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sn0w_cr4sh:

Your birthday is TOOOOOOOOOOO today.

incumbent

incumbent

Years of fire have
licked my skin
making it
delicate,
charred,
and abrasive.

He built up inside
to protect me.
To keep my soft insides safe.

He has tuned my alarms to be
more sensitive than is required.
They go off
when the wind blows too hard,
or when someone passes by a
little
too
close.
And when they do, he’s
ready to fight.

It isn’t fair,
and it isn’t easy.
And it’s too much for
me to fight
alone.

If you want in here,
you’ll have to fight
the incumbent.