September 2002

September 20, 2002

Fridaaaaaaaaaaaaaay#$@#%$@#@#$@

I sit calmly in silence, only the sound of the keyboard clicking away my sober emotions as i wait. Waiting with cat like alertness for the first opportunity to start the ball rolling down that great big hill of drunkeness. Hi, my name is toad, and i’m a alcoholic. I really like pot a lot too. And Warcraft. I got […]
September 20, 2002

The truth is in between the 1st and 40th drink….

It’s been a pretty good day. Took mom to airport for her flight to Ohio for her highschool reunion. On the way she told me a pretty funny story. The whole time i was listening i kept thinking “this is going on the site”. Okay, so last night my dad comes home from a hard day at work and makes […]
September 19, 2002

The downsides of being too drunk…

Except last night. I went up to the Full Moon Club last night around 10pm. I stumble in, sit at the bar with Chad and have who knows how many Pabst Blue Ribbons. Sick shit….oh well…. I was at the Full Moon earlier showing mary and shea the flyer i made for them. They said they liked it, rewarded me […]
September 15, 2002

Whatcha doe dis eekend.

Last night started out by getting really stoned on the way to my sister’s ballet show on the roof of the Gibson Guitar factory. You havn’t lived till you and your friend roll up into a ballet stoned and drunk. I’m sure my mom could tell since i was laughing a little too much. Then fucking sam shows up. Sam […]
September 14, 2002

Starting to get hate mail again…

Like a lot of sweat Midtowners, i went to the cooper young festival today. I didn’t bring my camera, and since i wasn’t really drinking, nothing really happened. Just scores and scores of beautiful and pierced women. We were walking out of the Java Cabana and i told micaela that i wanted to fuck every girl in a 5 mile […]
September 11, 2002

You’re all a bunch of faggots

And you. And the faggots that can’t figure out that thise little arrows on the concrete in a parking lot are there for. You’re coming up to the Shnucks on Poplar. Yes, this grocery store, formally called Sessels, is not a “Snucks”. Anyway, you’re going to get food, you’re coming East bound so you gotta turn in front of, oh […]
September 9, 2002

Back to our regularly scheduled program…

Yay, server is back up, i can commence with my work and play. Since i’m at the office i can’t upload any pics. I don’t have any new pics anyway so it works out pretty well in the end. Was a pretty boring weekend. Didn’t drink at all so most of the time was spent being loaded out of my […]
September 5, 2002

Can’t be harder then learing how to drive stick.

I had been talking about buying a keyboard for about 3 months. I dunno, after learning how to drive a manual transmission vehicle by just getting in it and driving around until it clicked has activated some weird fascination with the power of victory. Maybe it’s the routine of my life. The work, drink, sleep cycle fucks with you. Except […]
September 4, 2002

Soooooooooooo sob3raahshahaha

so around 7pm tonight i start paging chad, the guy im hanging out with, paging him with the msg “666”. After the 3rd time he starts really really getting worried. i paged him again with 666 while he was in the bathroom and finally i had to give in and tell him i should have kept the joke going. i […]