Saturday, July 03, 2004
Public - 10:56 PM
OK i'm going through my blog right now because some dumb cunt in the chatterbox said that I thought I was a pimp. She apparently concluded this after reading some of the posts in my blog...
And in going through my own blog, i find that I do nothing that warrants pimp status. Any normal person would be worried that they're spending too much time not doing the things that people our age do, but, the selfless dumbfuck that I was raised to be, am more concerned that this stupid cunt of a woman is going to end up having stupid cunt kids who are going to end up in their stupid cunt deadend jobs. Great. See what being able to see the Big Picture gets you?
If you think that by partaking in these following activities makes me a Pimp, you obviously have no potential to succeed in life (please let yourself get hit by a train)...
- Watching Smarty Jones and blogging about it
- Watching your roommate's DVD of 24 Season Two and blogging about it
- Watching your roommate's Tivoed Gilmore Girls episodes and blogging about it
- Holy shit do i watch a lot of TV
- blogging about work when i'm at work and really should be doing work
- going to dinner with the sole, viable romantic interest (would a pimp have only just that one? fuckin' dumbass...)
- FREAKING OUT BECAUSE THE SOLE, VIABLE ROMANTIC INTEREST ISN'T CANCELLING LIKE I EXPECTED HER TO AND HOLY SHIT ACTUALLY WANTS TO GO ON A BONA FIDE DATE WITH LITTLE OLE ME??? IS THIS WHAT A PIMP DOES YOU FUCKING MORON (thurs 06 may)
- Oh look, here I am at work again, and it looks like committed one of the mortal construction sins because i'm a dumbass and i fucked up even though i should've known better
*** should I go on? how much self-deprecation do you need to see before you are convinced that I myself faithfully believe that I'm a tool. A lamer. A dumbfuck. No, fuck that, I ain't stopping... i want to see just how far this fucktard read back in my blog to find something where I have portrayed myself as a pimp***
WHY JIMMY IS A PIMP (cont'd) (oh, and pimps don't say "cont'd", btw, you fucking retard)
- whoop, here I am, bid-shopping again!
- after blogging about Fritos that I found in my desk (friday 23 april) i then blog about how a chick who i think was fire-girl CANCELLED A DATE ON ME MERE HOURS BEFORE WE WERE SUPPOSED TO GO OUT
- heh, actually that one where fire-girl cancels on me? that's a funny post, go and read it
- i answered another survey about my pimp-ass life
- i went to vegas and gambled.
- i wote a parody about Crap-On-Your-Bed girl and how SHE HAS A STUPID ASS BF WHO WORKS AT HOME DEPOT (thursday 15 april)
- Ok and now i'm chatting w/my friend who's found himself a very nice, respectable woman. and now i'm commenting on how i'm in a relationship drought.
- now it looks like i'm playing video games. and blogging about it. oooh, yeah, i'm such the pimp
- oh here you go!!! saturday 10 april: i convince 5 of my female friends to have sex with men for money, and then demand that they give me a fraction of what they earned as payment for my protection. OK, that's literally *pimping*, but i don't think that's you had in mind.
- oops, i misread that last one. looks like i was playing video games again. I *am* a motherfucking P.I.M.P.
- friday 09 april: writing about fish and chips. also, i'm pining after COYB girl again. i make a funny comment about polish sausages and home depot.
- i ate a janky burrito for lunch in Benicia
- i list all the nicknames i've made up for people throughout the years (wednesday 07 april)
- i release my Top Ten favorite waitresses which pisses off Mindy because she was only #3 and not #1
- i ate a big omelette... oh shit, man, i remember that omelette! it was fucking huge and gave me a stomach-ache
- Ok i found the one i was looking for (wasn't even sure i had posted about this) (wednesday 07 april)... apparently after work, COYB girl and i went out for drinks. looks like i got her drunk. and while it also *looks* like we had lots of cheating-on-her-BF sex that night, i actually write "Long and short of it: Crap-on-Your-Bed Girl will be mine. By Any Means Necessary. BAMN!" which indicates that my supposed pimpage was shot down by tiffany the waitress.
- and finally, my shitty chinese food lunch sucked ass, but i had Cornnuts in my desk, so it worked out just fine...
- ooh, here i am excited and blogging about MLB Opening Day!
OK i've had enough. Whoever this anonymous person is, are you still convinced that I think that I'm a Pimp? I think i've illustrated quite handily that i'm one of the nerdiest, loserest choadstains you'll ever have the pleasure of meeting.
I'm not mad @ you for insulting me, but i'm just mad that you're an ignoramus when you're trying to do it. I'm the exact opposite of a pimp. I'm a tool. It's like calling me a Communist. That's the most ignorant thing you could call me, because i'm closer to being a Fascist.
If anything, insult me because i'm a socially inept engineer who would rather go to the racetrack on Friday nights instead of going out and trying to find a woman.
And I know i'm an fat, ugly bastard. what's your fucking point already?
***********
so what does a engineer-tool, ex-band-dork do for the fourth of july? I'm gonna march in a parade tomorrow morning! i picked up a glock strap from christine today, gonna pick up a shirt from my mom right now... it should be pretty cool!
moved into my new apartment today. the move was relatively painless! i'll take pictures soon, post them up eventually...
hope all is well,
James
And in going through my own blog, i find that I do nothing that warrants pimp status. Any normal person would be worried that they're spending too much time not doing the things that people our age do, but, the selfless dumbfuck that I was raised to be, am more concerned that this stupid cunt of a woman is going to end up having stupid cunt kids who are going to end up in their stupid cunt deadend jobs. Great. See what being able to see the Big Picture gets you?
If you think that by partaking in these following activities makes me a Pimp, you obviously have no potential to succeed in life (please let yourself get hit by a train)...
- Watching Smarty Jones and blogging about it
- Watching your roommate's DVD of 24 Season Two and blogging about it
- Watching your roommate's Tivoed Gilmore Girls episodes and blogging about it
- Holy shit do i watch a lot of TV
- blogging about work when i'm at work and really should be doing work
- going to dinner with the sole, viable romantic interest (would a pimp have only just that one? fuckin' dumbass...)
- FREAKING OUT BECAUSE THE SOLE, VIABLE ROMANTIC INTEREST ISN'T CANCELLING LIKE I EXPECTED HER TO AND HOLY SHIT ACTUALLY WANTS TO GO ON A BONA FIDE DATE WITH LITTLE OLE ME??? IS THIS WHAT A PIMP DOES YOU FUCKING MORON (thurs 06 may)
- Oh look, here I am at work again, and it looks like committed one of the mortal construction sins because i'm a dumbass and i fucked up even though i should've known better
*** should I go on? how much self-deprecation do you need to see before you are convinced that I myself faithfully believe that I'm a tool. A lamer. A dumbfuck. No, fuck that, I ain't stopping... i want to see just how far this fucktard read back in my blog to find something where I have portrayed myself as a pimp***
WHY JIMMY IS A PIMP (cont'd) (oh, and pimps don't say "cont'd", btw, you fucking retard)
- whoop, here I am, bid-shopping again!
- after blogging about Fritos that I found in my desk (friday 23 april) i then blog about how a chick who i think was fire-girl CANCELLED A DATE ON ME MERE HOURS BEFORE WE WERE SUPPOSED TO GO OUT
- heh, actually that one where fire-girl cancels on me? that's a funny post, go and read it
- i answered another survey about my pimp-ass life
- i went to vegas and gambled.
- i wote a parody about Crap-On-Your-Bed girl and how SHE HAS A STUPID ASS BF WHO WORKS AT HOME DEPOT (thursday 15 april)
- Ok and now i'm chatting w/my friend who's found himself a very nice, respectable woman. and now i'm commenting on how i'm in a relationship drought.
- now it looks like i'm playing video games. and blogging about it. oooh, yeah, i'm such the pimp
- oh here you go!!! saturday 10 april: i convince 5 of my female friends to have sex with men for money, and then demand that they give me a fraction of what they earned as payment for my protection. OK, that's literally *pimping*, but i don't think that's you had in mind.
- oops, i misread that last one. looks like i was playing video games again. I *am* a motherfucking P.I.M.P.
- friday 09 april: writing about fish and chips. also, i'm pining after COYB girl again. i make a funny comment about polish sausages and home depot.
- i ate a janky burrito for lunch in Benicia
- i list all the nicknames i've made up for people throughout the years (wednesday 07 april)
- i release my Top Ten favorite waitresses which pisses off Mindy because she was only #3 and not #1
- i ate a big omelette... oh shit, man, i remember that omelette! it was fucking huge and gave me a stomach-ache
- Ok i found the one i was looking for (wasn't even sure i had posted about this) (wednesday 07 april)... apparently after work, COYB girl and i went out for drinks. looks like i got her drunk. and while it also *looks* like we had lots of cheating-on-her-BF sex that night, i actually write "Long and short of it: Crap-on-Your-Bed Girl will be mine. By Any Means Necessary. BAMN!" which indicates that my supposed pimpage was shot down by tiffany the waitress.
- and finally, my shitty chinese food lunch sucked ass, but i had Cornnuts in my desk, so it worked out just fine...
- ooh, here i am excited and blogging about MLB Opening Day!
OK i've had enough. Whoever this anonymous person is, are you still convinced that I think that I'm a Pimp? I think i've illustrated quite handily that i'm one of the nerdiest, loserest choadstains you'll ever have the pleasure of meeting.
I'm not mad @ you for insulting me, but i'm just mad that you're an ignoramus when you're trying to do it. I'm the exact opposite of a pimp. I'm a tool. It's like calling me a Communist. That's the most ignorant thing you could call me, because i'm closer to being a Fascist.
If anything, insult me because i'm a socially inept engineer who would rather go to the racetrack on Friday nights instead of going out and trying to find a woman.
And I know i'm an fat, ugly bastard. what's your fucking point already?
***********
so what does a engineer-tool, ex-band-dork do for the fourth of july? I'm gonna march in a parade tomorrow morning! i picked up a glock strap from christine today, gonna pick up a shirt from my mom right now... it should be pretty cool!
moved into my new apartment today. the move was relatively painless! i'll take pictures soon, post them up eventually...
hope all is well,
James
