I had the strangest dream last night. It was just like those final destination movies, where fate tries to kill some sweet-looking batch of trim young sexual prodigies using random rube-goldbergian configurations of everyday objects, but it was happening in the Smithsonian. Lotta stuff in the Smith, lotta dark corridors filled with weird stuff, and that’s all I have to say about that.
Another edition of the paper out. Did a complete graphic re-vamp, filled the thing with text, some of which acutally managed to be campus news, and increased our adbase a little.
Check it out! I’m a journalist! I get to go to things for free! (just give them name, rank, press affiliation. . .)Last night, a co-worker and I went to clubboxing totally gratis, and we actually got photography permission, because the guy trusted us not to flash (down girls and mirozel, not that kind of flash). We had pimped-out ringside seats right next to the judge and doctor – I mean literally *ringside* not *in the first row* -and I got some pretty good pics. I didn’t think the press pass trick would work . . . but they totally bought it. It being true helped, I guess. . . I can’t wait to try it on say, a large concert . . .
Also, I have noticed that all popular sites have some sort of contest or interactivity, so I want suggestions on how to interact with my audience. And no, I will not sell you my used panties.
edit: I took a quiz:
 .Your name alone strikes fear into others; but maybe, just maybe, there’s a little vulnerability and weakness beneath that stoic, fierce exterior of yours. Take the What Pulp Fiction Character Are You? quiz. |
the only interactivity i have going on is when the twisted pervs that read my shit start rubbing themselves on the tongue in my profile. and then they email me to tell me about it.
so come on, chuckers, tell me about it.
lucky bastard.
I used to abuse that one too.
Dude you have nothing to flash why else did vicar give ya that monstrosity of a codpiece
Hell yes I have a moron detector. I have a head on my shoulders and I won’t get fed a line from any guy. End of discussion.
I am at Level 12 with Kris and Mark…they’re so lively. I just begged Mark to go get ice-cream with us…no such luck…glued to Star Wars game. *rolls eyes*
Thanks for all the comments.
I took this test and then found out Pulp Fiction is a movie. haha! Am I a good or a bad man in this movie? I will put it on my site.
Any of you fuckin’ pricks move… yeah, I came out ‘Honey Bunny’. I even tried not to.
“Secretary”….oooh…you know I love the spanking…
Darling…I think you just officially began to interact…by asking us how you should interact…just a theory, hehehe…
The reviews that MV got by the media are actually what made me check them out, that and the fact that the CD was only 8.99 at Tower Records. Based on the typical fan, I kinda knew I’d dig them. I cannot stop listening to this goddamn CD now, and the concept behind it is an amazing and fascinating one.
Have a damn one, Chuck baby.
No used undies? Trade ya…hehehe…
Secretary is an awesome film.
*~SPANK~*