Category: TOAD NEWS FEED

hmmm gawd, not going to even go into this whole scary weekend. A billion things happened worth posting on this site but i can only remember a few. Thanks whiskey…

Around 2am at Club Atlas, toad and swede walk back in to get his records. Swede had spun several hours earlier and we went to go have a few drinks on Beale when we decided it was time to go back. Swede is…well don’t remember how he was dressed, but i was clad in a $20 Salvation Army suit, complete with Gucci sunglasses.

I need more suits.

Anyway, we go up to the stage, i grab his record case for him and as we were walking into the crowd, i slap the sunglasses on, put my hand up to my ear and begin to shove everyone out of our way, sternly saying “excuse me, excuse me, excuse me” as i pushed girls in teddy bear backpacks out of the way.

We get outside and then begins a kind of hide and go seek with the police, swede and myself. There is no way to describe the kind of paranoia that was eminating from them just about everything that night.

Not going to go into the rest of my weekend. I’ve posted several drunk rants about self censorship but i just don’t think i really want anyone to know the level it kinda got to. Completely not on purpose either.

Leaving it at that
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SCOUTmasterTOAD: oh god
SCOUTmasterTOAD: you’re just waking up arn’t you 🙁

about to leave for casino…i’m dressed like…the pics will just explain that…someone else is driving…i’m already drinking…..wes is en route….i can only see out of one eye….time to get that change bucket and hit the fuckin slots.

i hope tonight is the night where i win a bunch of money. Like everyone has 1-2…i have…like tonight, tonight could really use it…

today was at the exxon buying more beer and the black woman, with what i think is her name, etched in her “grill”, or the white person equlivant, front teeth. I laugh and say i dyed it last friday after buying this exact amount of beer. The other large black woman at the counter responded that she dyed hers while sober. I asked where her sense of adventure was and collected my change….

nothing like having your power go out during a game of warcraft….

i paced around the apartment for about 20 minutes, left, picked up food and beer and came back and started up the laptop. When i was at the gas station buying beer, i tried to score some free cigerettes from the marlboro guy there. Only thing is he wants me to buy a pack and he’ll give me 4 packs after. I say “no dice, just gonna stick to my beer” and the cop turns his head up and stares.

I got in the car and started laughing and wish i had said “just stick to the pot” instead..

Weird thing was when i got back, i called this phone # on the back of my fucking $137 utility bill for “outages” and put in my phone number when it asks me my location. About a 10th of a second after i hang up the phone the power comes back on. Did i just reboot something with my phone #? Anyone work for mlgw?

gawd…waking up later and later everyday…..want to start drinking again but i know i need to eat at least once before i can even consider alcohol again….

last night was a drunken blur of bars and merryness. I woke u this morning, saw the 3 missed phone calls, saw they were all 3 from the same client.

I call him back and he laughs and says about time i answered my phone. I explain to him last night was a long night and he just laughs at me. I tell him i got the email, i fix what needed to be fixed and i start drinking my first glass of water.

hmm okay, lets start this from the beginning….

9:15am: toad hits the snooze bar for the horetenth time, we must get out of bed, we must code websites

9:35am: wonder where ian is..oh well, we smoke 2 bowls and play disc 2 of the wall….everything is okay

11am: we are in a meeting with one of our most important clients….i assure him that everything is moving on really well. It knida is…my hangover is almost gone, i find out what he wants from the website and put it on the menu for tommorow. I like meetings

noon: i roll into the bartlett office, talk to my dad’s co-workers, embarass him even more and prepare for next meeting

1:15pm: i eat my first meal, which is diet v8 splash and a balance bar. my hands shake while i buy this

1:30pm: most important meeting in my life. I try to talk more, since last meeting client made fun of me for not talking enough. Probably talked too much. Hope they sign proposal. Probably not.

4:30pm Drunk, no reason not to…with your empty smiles and your hungry hearts…you better run run run run run

9:45pm I call a girl i’ve had a crush on for 2 weeks….she’ll probably never even hear about my site but it was sad enough to update about….i go home alone

11:something: We go to neils. I drink on the way there. i should have been pulled over. Was waiting for the worms to come

12:00 Waiting, to cut up the firewood, waiting to go to the city, waiting to put on a black shirt, waiting to mash the potatoes, waiting…

1am: Start trying to update site…must keep drinking whiskey or the worms…ian is playing some game on the computer…not even responding to my drunken pink floyd lyrics….ex girlfriends are msging me…i keep drinking…god all i have to do is follow the worms

jennandt0nic: haha
jennandt0nic: come to LA toad
jennandt0nic: we’re where *IT’s* at
jennandt0nic: wink wink.
SCOUTmasterTOAD: haha
SCOUTmasterTOAD: yeah
SCOUTmasterTOAD: can i stay there if i come out there for a few weeks?
SCOUTmasterTOAD: come on
SCOUTmasterTOAD: i’d let you stay here as long as you wanted
SCOUTmasterTOAD: just let me stay there a few weeks
SCOUTmasterTOAD: like 2
SCOUTmasterTOAD: 14 days 🙂
SCOUTmasterTOAD: i’d clean
SCOUTmasterTOAD: eat pussy
SCOUTmasterTOAD: (cock)

Tonight im hitting the streets with the rest of the crew to spread the word about White Night at Club Premiere. Now most people think if the Premiere as a black only club. Thats why we’re going out armed with VIP passes and flyers to promote, what they called “white night”.

This is going to be so amazing. I can’t wait to stumble around from bar to bar, VIP tickets in one hand, drink in other, offering anyone with breasts a pass.

Having VIP tickets is a open invitation to talk to every single person who looks cute. I have a excuse now.

Hmm…that pain killer was probably a bad idea at 7am….i called this girl ive had a crush on for a few weeks and “we may hangout after she gets off work”. Now i’m the king of bad first impressions but my 2nd impressions are almoast as good.

Then i have time to prepare. 🙂

details tommorow

you will be hungover tommorow…

i predict it….

can’t even start to decide where to start this update…do i start at 2pm when i started drinking? do i start when i’m at the bar talking about trading beers for oral sex…

do i start where im eating hot wings and watching backdraft at alex’s….

meeting 8 hours…quit updating your site and go to sleep

hmm it’s been a few months but it’s time to get that karoke bug out of my system. It’s been building up for a while and i better let it loose before it gets really bad.

As i dig through f:mp3sgay looking for the proper sing to sing this evening, hearing ian reply “wtf” to just about everything i select, i sit back and dream of the day when i’ll own my bar and every night will be karoke night. Except i’ll be the only one allowed to sing.

They were young and had each other at the
COPA
COPA CABANA!

hmmm naw, they all look so good tho. Rupert Holmes – If you like Pina Coladas.mp3 Ohhhh god…so good haha…this song always kinda fucks with me tho. Rupert Holmes is one bad ass player. His fucking wife is cold passed out and he’s writing shit in the personal column. Like i’ve talked to other chicks on aim after getting play but the personal column is kinda fucked.

That’s not what im talking about tho. This asshole is posting shit on some personal column and gets busted by the girl. He meets her, she doesn’t even think for a second that her bastard husband is trying to cheat on her. He plays it off really smooth tho, like “oh i didn’t know you liked that, here everything is okay now”

*takes large gulp of beer*

Now look Rupert, if you’re so shallow that drinking a certain kind of alcohol and dancing around in the acid rain qualifies this woman to be YOUR FUCKING WIFE, then you got some serious issues.

Like far from me to be critical of someone on the topic of issuses with dating but i’m not married and playing bitches while their passed out. When i marry it’s going to be for the one real reason anyone should get married.

Money.