Y’know, it’d be easier to agree with the second voice in the previous post, but it speaks in a high falsetto, much like Mike Tyson(but without the withering blows of anger). It hurts his street cred.

“HEY! What’d I say about speaking rap style!?”

teeheehee!

Anyways, time for my sleep. Cause I’m tired. Worst part of night shifts is taking 3 days to get back to normal sleeping schedule. oh well, we’ll post more on the morrow. ‘Night.

I was reading my previous post from early this morning. I had a conversation in my head:

“Y’know, that is kind of entertaining, reading that.”
“No, it isn’t, you stupid ass.”
“No, I think it is. I think I should type like a three year old or the average college kid all the time.”
“Bump that, Bitch!”
“C’mon! Let me try!”
“YOU GO TO HELL AND YOU DIE!”
“Man, why you gotta be hatin’ all the time?”
“Number 1: You are an imbecile.”
“Well….”
“SHUT THE HELL UP!! I’M NOT DONE YET!!!”
“Sorry.”
“Damn well better be! Number 2: You aren’t black, so don’t talk like you’re keeping it ‘real’ in the ’streets’. or that I’m ‘hatin’ on anything!”
“But…you were talkin’ black 9 lines ago!”
“Which part of shut up don’t you understand?”
“Sorry.”
“Number 3: People see you talk like a baby, they’re going to try and feed you mushed vegetables.”
“Riiiight. We’re like superman and kryptonite when it comes to mushed vegetables.”
“No we f’ing aren’t! We’re more like a person with no tetanus shot and a rusty nail embedded in a foot 5 weeks ago!”
“Lockjaw?”
“Lockjaw.”

And that’s why I have to talk like a moderately intelligent individual. Lockjaw.

I don’t have work, I don’t have school. Who’s up for a get together if you’re still stuck in Bemidji like I? No alcohol(crazy lent!), but you are welcome to bring your own. I’m thinking maybe some video games, board games, general intelligent discussion, or movies. Whatevah. Making the cat dance in a pink tutu will NOT happen however. Millie does not deign to lower her dignity for other’s entertainment(me, on the other hand…).

So. yeah. Get together, maybe? Let me know. Email me, or call. Whatevah.

My grandfather thinks I should go into seminary school. He thinks I’d make a good preacher.

I think that I don’t have the patience to deal with people.

Discuss.

I paid $60 for MusicMatch Jukebox program and all future uploads. THe stupid thing wouldn’t install on my comp.

So, I received in the mail the cd that I ordered from MusicMatch with the supposedly ‘most current’ version of their player on it. I had been having trouble getting that damned thing installed on my comp over the last 2 weeks, and had to settle for Windows Media Player for the past week. That sucked. Big time.

So I get the cd, its version 8.1 of the Jukebox(I had tried installing this previously, through a link they gave me…no dice(and they’re up to 8.2 now)). Since I am a stubborn SOB, I decided to try it once more. I ran the program and it said ‘are you sure you want to install this over the ‘most current’ version on your comp?’ and I said yep. Got it installed, and wonder of wonders! It worked!

So being the enterprising individual I am, I promptly tried 8.2 again through their auto update service…LO AND BEHOLD!!! God looked down from on high, and said ‘Someone give this boy a BREAK!’, and yea, the Angel In Charge of Comp Difficulties saith unto the Froyd “You’re getting off light!”

And so, unto the Lord there was a joyful noise made, albeit with a few added profanities. Like ‘F yeah!’, and ‘Thank God, its about damned time!’ Yet, listen ye children, for the glories unto the God of Heaven were sincere, if the language was a tad bit rough.

And so ends my saga of sitting here listening once more to my mp3’s through my player of great choice: MusicMatch Jukebox. Version 8.2. Suckas.

Huasiw? Watt? Huminnah hua?

BLURBBLURLHBUREUHE!!! Waaaa….ha! Iszat! Shakey bonn bonn!

Much better. Wow. What a day. I got off from work this morning at 7 AM, and decided to celebrate by having coffee for breakfast. Big mistake. Bigger mistake was playing Final Fantasy Tactics Advance while awake. THat kept me up as well as the coffee. Wnet to sleepy at 12:30. Wakey wakey at 3:30. 3 hours of sleep. No goody for froyd.

Played FF Tactics Advnace for another couple of horus, and some super mario bros. and super mario bros. 3 when dave hanson stopped over. he in town for a week, last night tonight. Went to Perkins with Hanson, had noodle chicken soup. Tasty tasty. Natasha was there also, working. She hit me, and threatened me. Scared Froyd. But not really. My kitty cat millie protect me good.

Went bar with friends. Had lots of diet pepsi. BAD CAFFIENE!!! Sad no drink. Stomach HAPPY no drink. Lent. No alcohol. Went to Hard Times after trivia at Union Station. Listen to band. Go home.

TRYING HARD TO FIGHT AGAINST THE DEVOLUTION OF LANGUAGE DUE TO LACK OF SLEEP….EFFORTS FAILING… TIRED ME GO SLEEPY…NIGHTY night!