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Well yesterday's post seemed to have generated some controversy and talking points among my 2 or 3 readers. The guy should've just cracked open the lecturer's skull and they would've seen his brain. It's that simple. Speaking of simple, my Intermediate Financial Accounting midterm wasn't all that difficult. I was on time too; the right time. But I have been fooled in the past about exams that seemed simple enough and then ended up failing.
And also on the topic of controversy, there's been alot of race talk being thrown about recently. But none of it as blatant as the Budget paper which stated that there should be a targeting of the young Afro-male for entry to COSTAAT. Well after it broke, there were two different responses made by two different MP's about the statement. One was that it as an error which was made by the printers and not the government; and then there was another response which asked what was wrong with targeting this section of the population since they were the ones who were the most at risk in the country. But then, the Prime Minister makes a statement that such a provision is not part of government policy. Bullshit!! How did the statement get on the paper in the first place if someone high up in the scheme of things didn't ask for it to be there? I'll end with a sexist joke because my time in the library is almost up:
Top 10 things a man would do if he woke up in the morning with a Vagina:
10. Immediately go shopping for zucchini and cucumbers.
9. Squat over a hand mirror for an hour and a half.
8. See if they could finally do a split.
7. Cross their legs without rearranging their crotch.
6. Get picked up in a bar in less that 10 minutes.
5. Have consecutive multiple orgasms and still be ready for more without sleeping first.
4. Go to the gyno and ask to have the examination recorded on video.
3. Sit on the edge of the bed and pray for breasts, too.
2. Actually catch a buzz off 1 wine cooler.
And the # 1 thing a man would do is:
1. Finally find that damn G-spot.
Top 10 things a woman would do if she woke up in the morning with a penis:
10. Get ahead faster in corporate America.
9. Get a blow job.
8. Find out what is so fascinating about beating meat.
7. Pee standing up while talking to other men at the urinal.
6. Determine why you can't hit the bowl consistently.
5. Find out what it's like to be on the other end of a surging orgasm.
4. Touch/Shift yourself in public without thought as to how improper it may be to others.
3. Jump up and down naked with an erection to see if it feels as funny as it looks.
2. Understand the reason for the light refraction that occurs between man's eyes and the ruler situated next to his member.
And the # 1 thing a woman would do is:
1. Repeat # 9.
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Thursday, October 30, 2003 |
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So this was dropped into my mailbox as, I guess, an argument explaining humans faith in the entity called God. Well if this isn't one of the dummest arguments I have ever heard, I don't know what is.
An atheist professor of philosophy speaks to his class on the problem science has with Krishna. He asks one of his new students to stand and.....
Professor: You are a Hare Krishna devotee, aren't you, son?
Student: Yes, sir.
Prof: So you believe in God?
Student: Absolutely, sir.
Prof: Is God good?
Student: Sure.
Prof: Is God all-powerful?
Student: Yes.
Prof: My brother died of cancer even though he prayed to Krishna to heal him. Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But Krishna didn't. How is this Krishna good then? Hmm?
(The student is silent.)
Prof: You can't answer, can you? Let's start again, young fella. Is God good?
Student: Yes.
Prof: Is Satan good?
Student: No.
Prof: Where does Satan come from?
Student: From...God...
Prof: That's right. Tell me son, is there evil in this world?
Student: Yes.
Prof: Evil is everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything.
Correct?
Student: Yes.
Prof: So who created evil?
(The student does not answer.)
Prof: Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the world, don't they?
Student: Yes, sir.
Prof: So, who created them?
(The student has no answer.)
Prof: Tell me, son. Do you believe in Krishna?
Student: Yes, professor, I do.
Prof: Science says you have 5 senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Have you ever seen Krishna?
Student No, sir.
Prof: Tell us if you have ever heard your Krishna?
Student: No, sir.
Prof: Have you ever felt your Krishna, tasted your Krishna, smelt your Krishna? Have you ever had any sensory perception of Krishna or God for that matter?
Student: No, sir. I'm afraid I haven't.
Prof: Yet you still believe in Him?
Student: Yes.
Prof: According to empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your Krishna doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?
Student: Nothing. I only have my faith.
Prof: Yes. Faith. And that is the problem science has.
Student: Professor, is there such a thing as heat?
Prof: Yes.
Student: And is there such a thing as cold?
Prof: Yes.
Student: No sir. There isn't.
(The lecture theatre becomes very quiet with this turn of events.)
Student: Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat, mega heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat. But we don't have anything called cold. We can hit 458 degrees below zero which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold. Cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.
(There is pin-drop silence in the lecture theatre.)
Student: What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as darkness?
Prof: Yes. What is night if there isn't darkness?
Student: You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light.....But if you have no light constantly, you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? In reality, darkness isn't. If it were you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn't you?
Prof: So what is the point you are making, young man?
Student: Sir, my point is your philosophical premise is flawed.
Prof: Flawed? Can you explain how?
Student: Sir, you are working on the premise of duality. You argue there is life and then there is death, a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure.
Sir, science can't even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life: just the absence of it.
Now tell me, Professor. Do you teach tour students that they evolved from a monkey?
Prof: If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, yes, of course, I do.
Student: Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?
(The Professor shakes his head with a smile, beginning to realize where the argument is going.)
Student: Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavour,
are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a scientist but a preacher?
(The class is in uproar.)
Student: Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the Professor's brain?
(The class breaks out into laughter.)
Student: Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor's brain, felt it, touched or smelt it?.....No one appears to have done so. So,
according to the established rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain, sir. With all due respect, sir, how do we then trust your lectures, sir?
(The room is silent. The professor stares at the student, his face unfathomable.)
Prof: I guess you'll have to take them on faith, son.
Student : That is it sir.. The link between man & god is FAITH.
That is all that keeps things moving & alive.
Student : That is it sir.. The link between man & god is FAITH.
That is all that keeps things moving & alive. |
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| Wanna hear something funny? Well it isn't really funny if you think about it. I thought I had an exam today at 12 noon but it was actually at 10. Funny huh. I'm laughing. I have another one tomorrow which I know for sure is at 12 noon. This could've only happenned to me ent? Ok I have blogger's block so laterz. |
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Monday, October 27, 2003 |
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| Regurgitated Post
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Ammm Blogger ate the post I put on draft this morning. Wonderful. But I'm still in a good mood. Deepavali was last Friday; Ria's was cool. It's a good thing I got out of the house or else I would have had to get an earful of my sister complaining about my present life situation. Spent almost six hours there. I'm sorry for whoever didn't get to eat any "indian food" this year. I'll send some of the pounds and pounds of paratha I now have in my fridge. The only thing I missed on Deepavali was the meat, so I promptly had my fill over the next two days. While on the topic, I hate scratch bombs. My heart jumps when they go off; I could only imagine how my father and the other seven old people who live around us feel when they go off. Last year I remember we had a terrible time with them. It's like there's a sign infront my house which says "Burst Scratch Bomb Here Please". Luckily Eid doesn't have the same noisy atmosphere; Ramadan began today.
The hunt for a new apartment officially began on Saturday with me making about 10 calls. The best place I got was a studio apartment for $900, about a 5 minute walk from campus. But my sister shot that idea down saying that I didn't deserve to be living in luxury since I didn't make use of it while she as here. So the search continues. I guess I have till the end of November to find a place.
It really seems that every time I travel on the highway to go south I have a near-death experience. I had two coming back up north yesterday. One driver decided that two lanes wasn't enough and decided to make a third between both lanes in which to overtake. And apparently people don't use their rear-view mirrors when pulling off anymore. But on to other things. I have three midterms this week, none of which I have prepared for as yet. And tomorrow I desperately wanna go see Naps/Pres Intercol in south, but I am severly short of cash. That bites. Hopefully my blogging will be more frequent over the next couple weeks, for those of you who are anxious to read a fresh blog. *wink, wink*
I'll leave you with a joke entitled "I wear the pants":
A young couple, just married was in their honeymoon suite on their wedding night. As Emma undressed for bed, the husband tossed his pants to his bride and said, "Here put these on."
She said "What?"
He said "Put these on."
She put them on and the waist was twice the size of her body. "I can't wear your pants", she said.
"That's right!" said the husband, "and don't you ever forget it. I'm the man who wears the pants in the family!"
With that, she flipped him her panties and said, "Try these on." He tried them on, and found he could only get them on as far as his kneecap. He said "Hell, I can't get into your panties."
She said, "That's right and that's the way its going to be until your attitude changes!" |
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Tuesday, October 21, 2003 |
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| About those fuel prices...
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Yeah, so since our Prime/Finance Minister decided to raise the price of some RON75 unleaded gas (whatever the hell that is), taxi drivers nationwide have decided to raise their prices. I've been one of the unlucky ones to have to face an increase in transport costs. It now costs me $5 (it was $4 previously) to get to my village from San Fernando. Now I remember that over the years the reason that taxi drivers raised prices before was due to the absolutely horrible state of the road which existed to get to my village. So I guess their reasoning was understandable. But since the road was completely paved 2 years ago I was waiting patiently for them to find another excuse to raise prices since the road was in a much better state. I guess they found one. Just to be clear, I have absolutely no complaint with paying them the extra dollar because people need to eat.
Now I'm no economist, but this is something I've been saying not so loudly over the last couple years. We have an abundant supply of natural gas. Compressed Natural Gas (CNG) was introduced as a vehicle fuel years ago but it was never pushed by the government(s) in terms of tax benefits to users to coerce them to switch from diesel and other fuels. I -- as well as other knowledgeable people seem to be -- think that it is time that we have a push towards CNG. The government needs to provide tax concessions to people who make the switch and also drive up the price of diesel and lower the price of the already low CNG. I mean, it is the cheapest vehicle fuel on the market. It's the cleanest burning fuel we have.
About last weekend. I admit that I wrote my birthday blog on Monday, but only because I wanted to have a birthday blog but because I was ill I couldn't get to a computer. Infact Thursday was the last time I was behind one. I didn't go to the hike on Sunday. I just stayed home and watched football for most of the day. Miranda came over and so I got a birthday present *snicker* I'm still coughing but all traces of fever have gone. We'll see how the week goes. |
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Saturday, October 18, 2003 |
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| Another Day. Another Year. Happy Birthday.
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I'm 23 today. It means that I've lived now for twenty-three years. I'm sick. I have the fever, a headache and a dry cough. My upper arms ache. I've been lying down for most of the day. Besides football, there's nothing to watch on the televizzle. I went to see Miranda today but couldn't stay long cus we're both not well. Seems I've turned 83 rather than 23. I'm ready to retire anyway. Yes, the road is younger than I am. Thanks all well-wishers. This blog was supposed to be full of intro & retrospection, but I'm too sick to do much of either. I'm supposed to be going on a hike early in the morning, but I doubt that's gonna happen.
I'm 23 today. It means that I've lived now for twenty-three years.I don't have a job. I don't have a driver's permit. I lost my national ID card in 1999 and haven't had it replaced as yet. I'm in my 4th year reading for a 3yr degree in Accounting; a profession I hate more and more every day. I depend on my eldest sister for financial support, who by-the-way is migrating in December and most likely will be cutting off most/all financial support when she leaves and I have now to find a place to stay. I guess I'm going to be getting a taste of the "real university life" when she goes.
I'm 23 today. It means that I've lived now for twenty-three years. Michael Owen scored the goal of the '98 World Cup when he as 18. I was 17 then. Darrel Brown holds the Junior World 100m record at 18. Wayne Rooney is the starting striker for England alongside Michael Owen. He's 17. The Napster dude was in college when he started. What the firetruck am I doing? |
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Thursday, October 16, 2003 |
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| The disappearing ID card
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Yet more people. And my itchy throat irritates. I drank another cup of tea this morning, and it's still wet outside and I'm wearing slippers. When I got up this morning it was quite sunny with hardly any clouds in the sky so I decided to wear slippers today. I left home a little after 9, but by 10.30 things had changed drastically. The sky was dark grey. It began to drizzle and my flimsy umbrella needed to be out. Mental note: get a new flimsy umbrella. There was thunder. Loud thunder. The kind of thunder that trips car alarms. I'm staying indoors where it's dry so as to avoid my jeans and feet from getting wet again.
I like Verdana. I'm sticking to it when I have projects to type now. It's pretty. I sound so gay. And because I mentioned the word "gay" in my blog, I'm going to show up in every search with the word gay.
On Tuesday I lost my student ID card. There was much sentimental value attached to it. While other people had lost theirs multiple times before and had it all washed out and bent with the sides opening, mine was in perfect condition, I had never lost it and I had a relatively good picture. I don't know what happened to it. I usually keep it in my wallet in the same place. The only time I take it out is when I need to produce it for someone, like to use the labs or enter the library and recently they've started asking for them on the Student's Shuttle. Well lo and behold, on Tuesday it disappeared. It just vanished. I don't know what the firetruck happened. I swear I had it that morning. It hadn't left it home. It was not in my bag. It's like, it grew legs and just walked out. It's the only explanation I have for the disappearance. Well this morning I went to get another. There are new ID cards, like our national ID cards. Well I probably have the ugliest picture I have ever taken on the card. It's just friggin hideous. I put it down to bad karma though. I really can't explain it otherwise. |
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Wednesday, October 15, 2003 |
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I'm wet. My pants are wet. My socks are soaking. All day. When I started walking to school there was just a very slight drizzle cus it had eased up after a harder drizzle. By the time I got to school I was soaked -- even though I had an umbrella and a jacket. Yesterday I was starting to feel a little itch in my throat that I more than likely contracted from Miranda. Well right now it's a little more than an itch. I've already had a cup of tea for the day. Great. Just great.
It's also Open Day(s) at UWI so there are a gazillion people on campus. Campus last year was much less congested than this year. I think the mark that Bhoe Teewarie is trying to leave on this campus was that he made everything bigger. Not neccessarily better, but bigger. There are plans in the making for a new 6-storey building. Don't know where on the already congested campus (or even the areas immediately surrounding campus) that they're gonna put that. But yes, we need more space.
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Tuesday, October 14, 2003 |
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| What the hell?
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On the inside front cover of today's Express are the following stories:
Now about the rapist on campus thing. I had heard about this and had also gotten the email that was going around which I neglected to forward to the campus females I know. I suspected everyone else had known about the situation by then. Now I had not seen all the fliers that the article said was posted, but yesterday morning I heard a girl saying that a dude had been raped in the gym bathrooms. Yes, a dude. The thought is disgusting isn't it? Neither did I see all the commotion which the article said had taken place yesterday afternoon. But I was probably off campus at that time. Just what the fuck is going on?? That's just on campus. Take a read as to what is going on in other places, especially with kidnappings. It is true that the only time you could see police officers are when they are arresting peaceful protesters and not when something actually goes down. I don't think I have any more confidence in the police -- and the government for that matter, since it all comes down to them -- to protect me. |
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The shiznit I have to talk about on a Monday morning eh. So let me first vent my political/Trinidad frustrations. Over the weekend at a women's rally, our beloved self-proclaimed Father of the nation The Honourable doh-like-what-Cyril-Paul-had-to-say-in-his-opening-prayer Prime Minister Patrick Manning said that there would be no merger between the First Citizens Bank and The Unit Trust Corporation. Now there was another load of crap that was going on at the UTC. Over the weekend the Chairman, Mr Hubert Alleyne was fired from his job and replaced with a former Central Bank Director (I can't recall his name because I never heard of him before) in an obvious move to manipulate the Board into doing Pat's bidding. Well fo sho now Renrick Nickie, Executive Manager of somthing-or-other is going to be made Executive Director when Clarry Benn finally returns from his forced leave of 79 days for speaking to the media about internal UTC matters. Btw: Mr. Manning's pick for Executive Director is Renrick Nickie, who is also I believe is the CEO of the Chaguaramas Development Corporation is it? ie. a political appointment. Now the reason I'm taking all this to heart is because during last "summer" I had the opportunity to work in the accounts department there and I will tell you that it was a professionally run unit. I was proud to be working there. Nice down-to-earth people from the managers come down. And I also learnt of the internal politics while there. ie. Mr Nickie. But back to my opening three sentences. If Manning knew there was going to be no merger, then why did he "throw it out" as he said to get the public view?
Well on to ther things. I spent all of last week doing my accounting research paper. Well originally it was due for Thursday at 3pm. Unfortunately I missed Wednesday's class and also missed the lecturer giving an extension till Monday at 3pm. So I stayed in campus till 10.30pm Wednesday night doing the paper and having it printed only to go to class the next morning and hearing that we got an extension. Wasn't that great? Coupled with that, last week Miranda got real sick and couldn't come to school for a few days. Even after going to the doctor and getting a shot. Luckily I haven't contracted it as yet. Maybe it's because I've been drinking like two packs of OJ a day for the last 10 days or so. October has a lot of birthdays. I probably know about 10 people whose birthdays are this month. (But how did I get there after talking about OJ? I should probably rename this blog "realmagga{incoherent}".)
And to football. Naps whooped Pres 5-0 Saturday -- and won the league -- in what could very well be the last Naps/Pres competitive match for a couple years. Pres are at the bottom of the table and are being relegated next year. A friend told me that after the horrible season they had the brought in former Naps coach Jan Steadman to help them in the relegation battle. Well it eh goin to help. That sucks though cus it was fun kicking their asses for the last 7 years or so, which was around the last time Pres even drew with Naps. I miss those days. |
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Three contractors were visiting a tourist attraction on the same day. One was from Barbados, another from Trinidad, and the third from Guyana. At the end of the tour, the guard asked them what they did for a living. When they all replied that they were contractors, the guard said, "Hey we need one of the rear fences redone. Why don't you guys take a look at it and give me a bid?"
So, to the back fence they all went to check it out. First to step up was the Barbados contractor. He took out his tape measure and pencil, did some measuring and said, "Well figure the job will run about $900. $400 for materials, $400 for my crew, and $100 profit for me."
Next was the Guyana contractor. He also took out his tape measure and pencil, did some quick figuring and said, "Looks like I can do this job for $700. $300 for materials, $300 for my crew, and 100 profit for me."
Without so much as moving, the Trini contractor said, "$2,700." The guard, incredulous,looked at him and said, "You didn't even measure like the other guys! How did you come up with such a high figure?" "Easy," he said pulling the guard to one side and lowering his voice. $1,000 for you, $1,000 for me and we hire the guy from Guyana." |
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| Being Twenty-somthing
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They call it the "Quarter-life Crisis." It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are many things about yourself that you didn't know and may not like. You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now.
You start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met, and the people you have lost touch with are some of the most important ones. What you don't recognize is that they are realizing that too, and aren't really cold, catty, mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.
You look at your job...and it is not even close to what you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are looking for a job and realizing that you are going to have to start at the bottom and that scares you.
Your opinions have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life and are constantly adding things to your list of what is acceptable and what isn't.
One minute, you are insecure and then the next, secure. You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly, change is the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further and further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where you are or move forward.
You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such damage to you. Or you lay in bed and wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough that you want to get to know better. Or maybe you love someone but love someone else too and cannot figure out why you are doing this because you know that you aren't a bad person.
One night stands and random hook ups start to look cheap. Getting wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic. You go through the same emotions and questions over and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a decision. You worry about loans, money, the future and making a life for yourself.....and while winning the race would be great, right now you'd just like to be a contender!
What you may not realize is that everyone reading this relates to it. We are in our best of times and our worst of times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing out. |
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Today, actually at this moment, our esteemed Finance Minister/Prime Minister the Honourable(?) Patrick Manning, a geologist by trade, is delivering the second budget of this term of office. I haven't had the time to listen to it live. I don't actually give a hoot about what's in it cus I don't have much confidence in the present regime, not that I had any for the last either. I am interested though in knowing whether Tobago will be allocated in excess of a billion dollars for some much needed development work and for marketing the island. From what I've read, Mrs. Manning, the Prime Minister's wife (who incidentally boasts about not having completed her MBA) was already outlining plans for a two billion dollar programme for education, her ministry. As a matter of fact, that ministry is expected to receive the lion's share of the kitty.
ASIDE: Speaking of lions and kittys, just how does a guy manage to hide a tiger and an alligator in his apartment in New York City?
Well generally education gets the largest share followed by health and then what is vaguely referred to as national security. That's all well and nice but it's all been for naught when we still have to hire foreign-used (ooops! pre-owned) doctors who from all obviously biased reports cannot understand english very well and you cannot get an x-ray or drugs at the hospital. Free healthcare is an urban myth in this country.
I need to make another post about how firetrucked-up UWI is right now. Later. |
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Saturday, October 04, 2003 |
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Well...where to begin. Yesterday I saw American Wedding and a really silly pointless movie called Underworld. Was that supposed to actually be scary? Well it wasn't. Try again Mr. Director. American Wedding was hilarious, but not as hilarious as the first two. Those three movies definitely fall into my most fav of all time, right up there with Armageddon. Ok, so there's no link to Armageddon. I've been watching alot of televizzle lately, with all the new seasons starting and all. Like last night I was watching JAG and saw that Raab is now a CIA agent and Mac is with what's his face? What's that all about? At least the CSIs didn't disappoint.
What I need to be doing though is this Accounting research paper that deals with the rule-based approach vs principles-based approach to financial reporting. Ain't that interesting. Apparently, I need to know this stuff if I'm going to be an accountant. And if I don't wanna be an accountant I still need to know it cus I need to pass the course, or else all I will be is a sanitation engineer. Now ain't life great.
And finally, Newcastle and Leeds have won a match. Although Liverpool lost a match that they should've won by at least two goals to Arsenal. They even scored first but ended up losing 2-1. A brilliant strike from one of the 2 players I like watching at Arsenal, Robert Pires -- the other is Thierry Henry -- did them in. Whatever. Two other matches in Europe intrigues me this weekend. The Milan derby (Inter at home) and Barca vs Valencia. Have a great weekend. |
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Yesterday's post had a link to About.com where I said I don't really take teh time to learn anything from their newletters and something 'magical' happened. A guy named Matt Law, Senior Editor at About.com commented on the post. Now that was cool. Hopefully he'll stick around, and give me some pointers maybe?
And can someone please tell me why I turn up in a search for gay trinidad porn?
I'll leave you with a joke titled Revenge.
There was a 10 year old boy walking down the sidewalk dragging a flattened frog on a string behind him. He walked up to a house of ill repute and knocked on the door. When the Madam answered it, she saw the little boy and asked what he wanted. He said, "I want to have sex with one of the women inside. I have the money and I'm not leaving until I do." The Madam figured, why not, so she told him to come in. Once in, she told him to pick any of the girls he liked. He asked, "Do any of the girls have any diseases?" Of course, the Madam said no, but the boy replied, "I heard all the men talking about having to get shots after making it with Amber. So THAT'S the girl I want!" Since the little boy was so adamant and had the money to pay for it, the Madam told him to go to the first room on the right. He headed down the hall dragging the squashed frog behind him.
Ten minutes later he came back, still dragging the frog, paid the Madam, and headed out the door.The Madam stopped him and asked, Why did you pick the only girl in the place with a disease, instead of one of the others?
"He said, "Well, if you must know, tonight when I get home, my parents are going out to a restaurant to eat, leaving me at home with my babysitter. After they leave, my babysitter will have sex with me because she just happens to be very fond of little boys. She will get the disease that I just caught. When Mom and Dad get back, Dad will take the babysitter home. On the way, he'll jump her bones, and he'll catch the disease. Then when Dad gets home from the babysitters, he and Mom will go to bed and have sex, and Mom will catch it. In the morning when Dad goes to work, the Milkman will deliver the milk, have a quickie with Mom and catch the disease.. and HE'S the son-of-a-bitch who ran over my FROG!"
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