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Date Posted: 18:56:40 06/23/01 Sat
Author: G
Subject: Hey, I can't blame you for being offline with your thunderstorms and me being away all the time...

This has been one of the most perfectly wasted days of my entire existence. Not that there's been few of them. But I am so pissed off by now that I have already opened a can of beer - something which doesn't happen often around here, but a few days or a week and a half ago I already had another one.

I couldn't even go to sleep. Just as I was settling in, I heard fucking Shitbird start haggling with my daughter yet again. Asking her when she had to leave (he must drive her because buses are bad), and when she told him he said he couldn't take her because *listen to this* he HAD to go and 'play'. His fucking badminton, remember. Well, I was so pissed off I went outside to be witness to the haggling and to interfere if need be. Then of course Shitbird relented, but I was furious and awake. Then she suggested we both lie down a bit, and I said okay. But I couldn't start sleeping, because one of us was plagued by the porker syndrome (too much drinking, remember ?). Okay, then I got up again, made sandwiches for her finally opened my beer and here I am. Fucking day. But if is no fault of hers. ... Oh, and when I pointed out that a drawer of one of the closets is broken, Shitbird had immediately to say to her 'That was you'. I said yeah, and you (Shitbird) never break a thing, right ?'

*Puke*... news on the telly: The German faegs are celebrating their 'Christopher Street Day' in Berlin. The newscaster explains that this day is suppose to commemorate violence at New York gay clubs. Huh ????? New York ???? Therefore the faegs have to congregate in Berlin ???? The mind boggles.... *sigh*

Oh, and another thing I think why glib Nasa dude drove his wife over the edge: He said that he had kept files about his wife's medication, and well, that seems strange. As if he knew he had to prepare something for proof. Also he had so many family picture albums ready to give out pics to the press... Who knows what he did or said to her that morning before he went to work...and she snapped. I hope they will get his ass for that too.

I'll tell you my fave numbers on the phone, and I think we should start playing. Nothing wrong with a few hundred thousand, they would make a nice capital too. Gonna go back to aggro rl now, and call you at around 19.30 - 19.40... cya later *wave*

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