Picked the movie up during my *cough* delayed *cough* trip to work . We loved the first one and really enjoyed the 2nd one. I saw on the special edition version that they are supposed to talk about hints towards the 3rd one...

Terry and I saw Nat'l Treasure 2 in the theaters...it was fun! I liked the movie a lot.

Gracious, I want to see the Indiana Jones movie!!!

And yeah, I suppose I'll put up with scrambled eggs for brains for a few days as apposed to the options. Besides, maybe the password will come to me?!

Morning, party peeps...

Not a whole lot going on around here today. One of my Singstar-obsessed friends has been regularly informing of his order status (knowing how much I hate Singstar). It might not get to him until this weekend, which spares me for a few days...

BMan-sucks about the meeting thing, but at least nothing major is coming of other than going again on Thursday. I've done that plenty of times myself, to the point where I put every appointment and meeting into my phone and have it alert me in the most annoying way possible . I still do usually forget daylight savings time though

And speaking of memory, Nevis, hopefully it comes back to you quickly. But echoing Pher's sentiments, I'm glad you're okay too.

What's going on peeps?
I have to head to work now...fun times (Thumbs Down)...well at least it's only for 4 hours.

I'll see you all later on Live...if you all are on.
Oh, wait...Halo tonight...don't have Halo.
Have fun to those playing!

Morning, everyone.

So, I wake up this morning, grab the essay that is due today, and head out the door. I get to me car. And it's fucking broken. I turn the key and the car just shakes violently (Nev, you sure it was you that had the seizure and not your car... sorry, is that in bad taste?). It starts but it doesn't feel right, still shaking too much. Being the very manly man that I am, well-versed in all the masculine arts, I fly into a panic. Luckily, I was able to grab my mother's mini-van. Nothing like going to university in the soccer-mom mobile. Stylin'. So I got to class late but was still able to hand in my paper. Now I have to figure out what's wrong with it... I mean, let my father figure out what's wrong with it... and then pay for the repairs, which I can't afford.

So I need money. Long story short, does anyone need a gigolo?

Sorry to hear about the car problems, Zoyd. Car problems suck. They really do. The only thing worse is health problems.

Gigolo? Are you selling your services on Etsy? You could always start doing modern art and selling it make extra cash. I'm sure a few of us would buy one.

Zoyd wrote:

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So I need money. Long story short, does anyone need a gigolo?

hmmm......let's see...how to respond to this one........




maybe it's better if I don't respond.....

Morning Peeps.

Maybe it is better that you don't


Honestly, though... I'm kinda sick to my stomach right now. I know I should just not think about it till my father can come over and look at it but I keep envisioning a $1000+ repair bill... and I just kinda seize up. Anything money related just makes my head hurt.

Sorry to hear about the car troubles Zoyd. Being the one source of transportation, it surely is stressful. Hopefully when your father looks it over it's nothing too serious.

yeah, like maybe your car caught "the fever" from you constantly tea-bagging the seat all the time......


sheeeeesh, some people

"Tea-bagging the seat"?

I guess that's one way to look at it.

*giggles* "Tea-Bagging" the seat? That's just wrong...it made me put myself in the chair's place....hairy, sweaty, smelly balls constantly being shoved on in my face...maybe I would give you troubles, too, Zoyd!

Nevis wrote:

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....hairy, sweaty, smelly balls constantly being shoved on in my face...

did I mention we really missed you nev......??

*snickers*

At least we're not talking about Bio's Balls.

The day ain't over yet.