| wtf omg bbq |
[Jan. 27th, 2007|12:56 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | Seven | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Duane Rutter, apparently. | ] |
You know what's fucked?
Saraline's stepdad just played the bar that I work at.
You know what else is fucked?
I didn't recognize him or her mom when they showed up.
I felt like a gen-u-ine jackass!
After work, though, we had a very nice conversation.
Okay, that's it. |
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| TEH BOYS |
[Dec. 3rd, 2004|10:06 pm] |
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Once again, people of the u of windsor, I need to get in contact with the boys. So I request their number or something, if you know it. |
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| On Time! |
[May. 24th, 2004|02:42 am] |
Seems that I hate evryone. But I'm not late, so who cares?
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| Whoops! |
[May. 19th, 2004|12:55 am] |
I'm a few days late. I bet you are all horribly saddened by my tardy nature. hee hee
TARDY!
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| n3wbpr0nr0fl |
[May. 10th, 2004|12:31 am] |
I closed with Kevin today. It was awful.
We are 12 weeks in. No turning back now.
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| pr000ns |
[May. 1st, 2004|01:54 am] |
Ryan and Scott were here today. I suspect they were on the funny plants. Because they were pretty funny.
There was no point to that story. Now here's your pr0n, you sick bastards.
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| the year of pr0n |
[Apr. 24th, 2004|10:12 pm] |
Myth, or fact?
We have reached double digits in pr0n which is part of the year of pr0n. No signs of stopping. We are all in a lot of real danger. Pr0n-related danger.
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| Nothing has happened. |
[Apr. 18th, 2004|12:40 am] |
But I might be buying a top loading NES if I can afford it. Yay... ?
Oh yeah, pr0n
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| teh none |
[Apr. 10th, 2004|12:00 am] |
msn is forcing me to upgrade due to 'security issues'...
I like to live DANGEROUSLY. Don'[t make me upgrade. In stead tell me what's wrong and let me decide.
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| Do not doubt the year of pr0n |
[Apr. 2nd, 2004|10:58 pm] |
A year. Which shall live on. In infamy.
Also, a girl has left this place. So I'm by myself. Time to drink beer in my underwear and watch sports and play video games. W000tahhhppppbbbbt BEING A BOY SURE IS WICKED. Wait, what am I talking about? I do do that stuff...
sarcasm has failed.... does not compute....
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| pr0nyear |
[Mar. 27th, 2004|10:23 pm] |
The year of pr0n continues. And my brother is an ass.
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| the year of pr0n-- nothing can stop it! |
[Mar. 13th, 2004|08:40 pm] |
I hate closing at work with Kevin. He always makes me do the work of 2 people. We started 'facing' (a process where you move all the products forward so the shelves look full and people can see what you got) at 5:00, enough time to do it, go over and do it again, and still finish early. When I finished facing up my half of the store at roughly 6:15 (a few minutes early, yay me), the manager said I had to do buggies and sweep and get the garbages and whatnot because Kevin was behind. After I was done buggies and had started sweeping, they called for a stock clerk to mop up because someone spilled bleach. Kevin was closer, so he got there first... decided to go to the back to empty the mop bucket in stead of mopping up. This was with 15 minutes left or so in the shift. And he still was not done facing... and was way behind. Anyway, he was trying to fill the bucket in the sink in the break room in stead of using the hose in the cleaning room. I have 2 problems with this.
1) The hose would be 1000 times faster because, not only does water come out faster, but the bucket doesn't fit in the sink in the break room.
2) The stuff on the floor was bleach. Why bother to change the water? IT'S BLEACH. You know, used for cleaning. Slightly brown water won't matter.
Anyway, I took over the baffling task of filling a bucket so he could get back to dog fucking or whetever he does, went out front, where the manager promptly mopped so I could finish on time. Then the "10 minutes until closing" message came on, I grabbed the broom and literally sprinted around the store with it, ran back out front, collected all the garbage and you know, other closing tasks which were dumped on me. I managed to get it all done by roughly 7:05, a few minutes late. And I still left before Kevin. he was facing when we left.
The moral of the story? If you work hard and finish all your work, you get to do everyone else's too. At least Mark was a nice guy and mopped for me.
I feel better. Time for pr0n
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| the year of pr0n continues |
[Mar. 6th, 2004|10:44 pm] |
So, I was sick this week. Vomit EVERYWHERE. Seriously. Ok, only in the toilet. And sonce vomit is so h0t, the year of pr0n marches on. Mor pr0n. more. more. mroenme;ahp;ahfpuiogyidsgf;
Also, I suspect someone is mad because I'm not a very good teacher...
But I don't see how one can teach chess strategy.
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[Feb. 28th, 2004|08:15 pm] |
I was comfortable outside in a t-shirt today. But I was stuck in work. And it was too hot there. In that spirit, the h0t year of pr0n h0tness continues.
I suppose I should put a diclaimer, like "I stole this from some bukakke site"
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| Let the year of pr0n commence. |
[Feb. 20th, 2004|11:35 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | Something | ] |
| [ | music |
| | The hum of my computer AKA "DA FRIDGE" | ] |
This is not a drill. The year of h0t animated gif pr0n is about to commence. Every weekend, as time and memory allows me, I will update with 1 h0t new animated gif pr0n. 52 in total. Of course, they will be clipped, as to save you from viewing the h0tness, unless you so choose. I'm not kidding.
Seriously, don't click the cut if you don't want to see it. Let's see how long before I get banned from LJ ;D
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| SUPER UPDATE OF PHIL |
[Feb. 16th, 2004|02:41 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  tired | ] |
| [ | music |
| | CHHCHHCHHH!H!H!HG@!@##(PT | ] |
1) My computer is making baad baad noises. I hope someone who isn't me fixes it for a change.
2) I have the mot boring job ever.
3) I'm tired but I cannot sleep. Ever.
4) I just bought Final Fantasy Origins and am getting back into Roller Coaster Tycoon as well, which I'm sure Saraline does not appreciate.
5) I have recently realized that I'm inadequate.
6) I just realized I do not know how to spell inadequate.
7) People ask the stupidest questions at work. Example: Some old lady was flipping out on me because the sign didn't say which halls were $1.99 and which halls were $.99, it only said we had both. And she was very concerned that she kept buying the $.99 ones and one day her luck would run out and she would accidentally spend a whole extra dollar on throat losenges.
her: "So, how can you tell which ones are $1.99?"
me: "I don't know, the sign doesn't say."
her: "Well, who would know?"
me: "...you want me to get the manager?"
I could understand her concern. Indeed, the sign did NOT say which halls were the cheapies and which were the super fancy halls. But on the other hand, who cares? Not me. |
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