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ZITS Comic Strip 12182005
This is from Dec. 18, 2005 and it just so happened to be the date of my sons 17th birthday and this strip describes the way I felt that day to a "T"!!! Morgan/Jeremy one and the same! 

   
 
 
   
 

The Jeremy Fiasco

            It’s weird how you can get so focused on just one thing that you totally end up doing shit you never normally would. Like, sometimes that painful urge takes over and you just can’t help yourself. It’s addicting. It changes the way you see everything else around you. And when the dust settles, no brush or can of paint can capture the distorted lines of your heart or mind.

            That’s the way it was with Jeremy. It was an extraordinary drama while it lasted. This twisted tale of sexual intrigue pitted one of Hi-Tek Briarpatch’s brightest rising stars against two mortal enemies: his shrewd employer and his ambitious self. And now…I haven’t seen him forever…fuck...

             Haha. We even talked about it that last day over the sweetass nachos we cooked up. We were hiding out at the third-floor apartment I lived in at the time, in the kitchen, just kind of aimlessly starring at the plywood the landlord thought would make a permanent replacement for the broken window pane – ya he was a real stand-up sort of kat. Things were pretty serious. We both kind of knew this could be the end.

            “That’s exactly my problem,” he said, while dousing the tortilla triangle in microwaved chilli sauce – hot to the max like he wanted it. “In a way it makes me the cocksucker. If Davis gets away with firing me over this – and everyone knows what’s been going on, I don’t see how they couldn’t – he’ll be an ass, ya, a complete child raping scumbag. But I mean, then again, I am fucking his bird…ya know what I mean?”

            He chewed, swallowed, and then grabbed at a clump of chips caked in cheese.

            This was sometime after the whole “tech” thing blew up. Companies were either disappearing or making millions, literally, over night. At Hi-Tek Brianpatch, or the Thicket as it got called, an interactive web design group, things were tense. The rumour was some huge media company was thinking about snapping them up, and that this might be their last chance. And Jeremy was new, but he wanted in on the action.

            “I’ve totally been the one just down with my nose in the shit, playing the game, jumping through all the hoops, and hoping they’ll notice it, and like what they see, you know. And the thing is – sorry, naw don’t worry, I can’t answer that. It’s Jesse. Ya – the thing is, I was so focused on moving up that by the end, I wasn’t even doing it for myself anymore. The only thing I cared about was, are the managers going to be reviewing this layout?, is Davis going to have to sign off on the flowchart?, will the weekend log make it up for the staff meeting? I mean, it’s not like I wasn’t being paid well and all – you saw the kid of access to blow Davis has….it’s ridiculous – but I was their fucking monkey. And ya, that kind of sucked.”

            The little piece of pay-back I helped him pull on his way out was about as high-stakes as the corporate world itself. Suffice to say, a good network warranty, which they didn’t have, would’ve been nice. Somebody in charge was most definitely hunting us down as were talking. There would be no more problems if the problem-makers disappeared.

            He had been fucking Lisa, his department manager, for about three months. He said this was his elevator ride to the top. She was hot, had big boobs, and knew how to party. Pretty much she was in line for the top jobs. She had power, and Jeremy was attracted to it.

            But they went too far. They got all tangled up and shit. The whole thing’s like a drug. Once you start you just can’t stop. I was at that party – it sucked balls actually, with this crap house music and martinis with three olives minimum. Dustin walked in on Jeremy while he was doing Lisa from behind like a jackhammer. Everyone knew Lisa was with Dustin. I was just outside the door. Let me tell you, shit went down. And Davis was the boss.

            We finished the nachos, touched up the big dragon we had drawn devouring Davis’s window, and busted for cover. It was down at the convenience store buying chocolate bars where he was recognized and reported. It wasn’t long before the sleek cars pulled up and they rushed in. He told me to bolt. He was ready to man up and take the blame. He knew he was the yuppie, not me.

            It was how he described it, though, that stuck with me:

            “The funniest thing of all, man, is that now when I look back on it, it wasn’t even worth it, you know.” He had a face full of nachos as he spoke. “I mean, ya, she had some sweet-ass titties and her hair smelled like pomegranate and everything – even after the cumshot. But even as I pounded her tight ass – even then, all I was thinking about was my raise, about what else I could do to get up that ladder quicker.”

            Yo, Jeremy, I miss you dude. Seriously.

 
 
 

   
Purepwnage favorite episode

Casually browsing on youtube.com I found my all time favorite pure pwnage episode .. the one where Jeremy introduces Doug... So I guess I just wanted to share it with the rest of you...

 

Don't let the long intro fool you .. these guys are such funny gamer sterotypes

 

 
 
 
   
 

phone conversations and crappy love stories.

I called Josh just now, (he only had five minutes to talk since he was going to spend more time with his uncle) and I told him about the guy who asked me out. Here was the conversation...

 

Me- Is Josh there?

 

Jeremy- Yeah, he can only talk for a little while though.

 

Me- it's okay.

 

Josh- Hello?

 

Me- Hi

 

Josh- I can't talk for long

 

Me- I know

 

Josh- * starts talking to his brother about the computer WHILE he's on the phone with me*

 

Josh- I gotta go.

 

Me- can I talk to you for just alittle bit.

 

Josh- there's nothing to talk about.

 

Me- of course there is.

 

Josh- I don't wanna talk about the same old stuff.

 

Me- Me either. I'd talk about something else if you just asked the right questions.

 

Josh-I don't like asking questions, just tell me something.

 

Me- someone asked me out today.

 

Josh- what did you say?

 

Me- I said NO dumbass, what do you think I would have said?

 

Josh- I don't know.

 

Me- what would you have done if I had said yes?

 

Josh- I don't know.I have to go.

 

Me- where are you going?

 

Josh- I'm going to my uncle's

 

Me- TO DO WHAT!!!!

 

Josh- he's offering me money to clean his house.

 

Me- oh. Weren't you there yesterday?

 

Josh- yes, but it's a mess.

 

Me- oh, is Jeremy there?

 

Josh- I gotta go. call me at 10:00.

 

Me- okay. What if you're not there?

 

Josh- just talk with Jeremy until I get back.

 

Me- okay. see ya later.

 

(this may be me talking but I think this sounds like one of those crappy movies where these two people who fall madly in love with each other but one of them ends up moving and while the girl is gone the boy falls in love with some other girl and he dumps his girl friend who's somewhere else. The girl is devastated and doesn't love anyone else for a long time and goes back to try and convince the guy to fall in love with her again, but ends up falling in love with his brother while the other guy is miserable with the girl he ended up with...........................................and if there's not a story like that then I'll write it.)

 

 
 
 

   
Jeremy likes me ?

I think Jeremy likes me every time he walks by me he looks at me and gets his Cell Phone out and one day he was walking with his friend and then stopped and walked again a little farther and looked at me. He's soooooo

Hot I think he looks like JM Yes, I know I'm Obsessed But John Mayer & Jeremy who actually goes to my schhol .(cool) Well their both cute!!!!!!

There's my Comentary for the day!!!! BYE!!!! Smiley

 
 
   
 

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