Cingular @ MindSay

here we are again,  today was the day of a buddy's surf invitational and it was pretty sweet.  lots of people showed, had a good run.  heather was supposed to show but chose instead to go shopping and spend the day w/ scott whom she is not boning in theory.  i can see the look of 'bone' in both their faces tho so i dont believe a word of it.  i am the nosy guy of the group and i make it my solemn duty to know the whereabouts and activities of everyone else in the group.  this is an official position.  as it would happen the majority of the group makes it a point to share these very things with me so it's obvious that they too recognize my importance.  all except for heather and scott anyway.  no one need fear tho becuz i will get to the bottom of this little mystery.  there is an attempt underway now to get some of the others blogging here so that i can run my own stripped down version of a gossip column.  then everyone can read about themselves and fight amongst one another via blog.  joke- no one actually argues w/anyone.  all in good fun.  for the record since it will be now painfully obvious that im not completely secure in my masculinity, i am not a gay aspiring gossip columnist and everyone should know that.  nothing wrong w/a hetero man displaying a love of the clearly gay trait of gossip. still, im not sure if it would make things easier or not beacuse of the advent of text messaging.  im pretty sure that verizon, cingular(at+t), sprint(nextel), and tmobile are cash cows becuz of all of us.  in one day a day last year heather clocked over 40 texts in a day (alright it was her birthdy but still)- all from differnt people- and i myself logged over 20.  thats a combined total of over 60 people.  now figure in brandon, amber, scott, amy, sofia, angie, lauren, karin, mike, eric, tom, ed, kelly, the other brandon, aaron, tim, ryan, dames, augustus serpentine lewellyn the 3d, pat, nick, the other mike, taylor, kim, adam, jack, serita, jill, sara, bruce, tara, and giles livingston havencrest-delorean-fumanchu the 1st and u get quite the network of calls, paging, texts and internet communiques burning up the airwaves.  heavy.  why was blogging even invented? im curious.  but ill admit it has a strange pull because i think its kinda dumb and yet here i am doing it.  huh. 

it's time for me to eat now, a practice im very fond of.  i really love to eat.  im gonna have me some beer, some chicken, some rice, some sweet potatoes, and a big bowl of green jell-o.

 

~~update- this was actually an entry that i started on a few days ago but just now got around to putting up.  since that time i have still not figured out whether scott and heather are boning, but i did discover that my buddy bruce is getting married.  scary.

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I HATE CELL PHONES!!!!

And I HATE Cingular!!!!!

When I move to Georgia I'm throwing my cell phone AWAY!!!!!!

Justice has been served! My phone is (once again) running normally, and I have a new wallpaper + ringtone to go along with it! Let the calls flow in!

The loathing I have for this phone burns with the intensity of 1,000 suns. And the feeling of self-loathing I get when I realize that I'm a hopeless sap for using this piece of shit is almost unbearable.

Someone kill me.