The Blog Thread

Anticrombie0909 · 08-17-2004, 10:57 AM

This morning, as I was going about my daily routine, I thought to myself, I want to let people know about this. Surely, a person of my stature should be shared and knowledge of myself be passed around. I mean if I use a new shampoo, I don't just want my mom and dad and brother...and friends...and my brother's friends...and the neighborhood kids...and the old dude across the street...to know. I want EVERYONE to know. Many others have felt that way too, which is why approximately 74%* of the nation blogs.

*(not a real figure)

People blog what they did that day, what they're thinking, their innermost desires and dreams, and other stupid and boring crap for (they hope) the entire world to read. But nobody really wants to read any of that...I mean, do I honestly care that you broke up with your girlfriend/boyfriend/mother? Do I really want to read your sappy, stupid poetry that only you get while you maintain a self-arrogant air of self enlightenment because we "haven't been shown the truth" yet? Do I really want to know what music you're listening to? Of course not. So instead of wasting gigabytes of bandwidth every day from sites such as Xanga, Livejournal and Blog, we'll localize the idiocy, and plant it right here. In FFR, our homeland. So blog away, fellow FFRers, and bore us all to death!

I shall start.

Date 8/17/04

Today was boring. No, really. I mean, like, boring as hell. And painful for that matter. I woke up far too early, because I had to go to the dentist. I got out of bed, took a shower, brushed my teeth, shaved. I went downstairs and had some Coffee. Checked my messages on the computer, then I sat down to play some UT in the nude. My mom walked in, freaked out, and told me to put some fucking pants on. I told her to shut up, I was busy. So then she planted a roundhouse kick right into my monitor (I'm managing to type without seeing because I'm just that badass). So I said "oh no you don't bitch" and swung her into a folding table that conveniently happened to be there. So then we climbed into the wrestling ring in our backyard and went at it. First she smacked me with a chair, but it just broke over my muscles of steel. Then she took a baseball bat and hit me, but the shock wave from the assault on my finely tuned body backfired and exploded the bat in her face. So I won. Then I had to go to the dentist and that was annoying. I'm tired of writing now, I'm going to go have lunch.

Current Mood: Lampshade
Current Music: Curious George

EDIT: Upon reading my post, I said to myself...God, I sound like Maddox. My baddassity level is shooting through the roof today.

08-17-2004, 10:57 AM	#1
Anticrombie0909 FFR Player Join Date: Jul 2003 Posts: 4,683	The Blog Thread This morning, as I was going about my daily routine, I thought to myself, I want to let people know about this. Surely, a person of my stature should be shared and knowledge of myself be passed around. I mean if I use a new shampoo, I don't just want my mom and dad and brother...and friends...and my brother's friends...and the neighborhood kids...and the old dude across the street...to know. I want EVERYONE to know. Many others have felt that way too, which is why approximately 74%* of the nation blogs. (not a real figure) People blog what they did that day, what they're thinking, their innermost desires and dreams, and other stupid and boring crap for (they hope) the entire world to read. But nobody really wants to read any of that...I mean, do I honestly care that you broke up with your girlfriend/boyfriend/mother? Do I really want to read your sappy, stupid poetry that only you get while you maintain a self-arrogant air of self enlightenment because we "haven't been shown the truth" yet? Do I really want to know what music you're listening to? Of course not. So instead of wasting gigabytes of bandwidth every day from sites such as Xanga, Livejournal and Blog, we'll localize the idiocy, and plant it right here. In FFR, our homeland. So blog away, fellow FFRers, and bore us all to death! I shall start. Date 8/17/04 Today was boring. No, really. I mean, like, boring as hell. And painful for that matter. I woke up far too early, because I had to go to the dentist. I got out of bed, took a shower, brushed my teeth, shaved. I went downstairs and had some Coffee. Checked my messages on the computer, then I sat down to play some UT in the nude. My mom walked in, freaked out, and told me to put some fucking pants on. I told her to shut up, I was busy. So then she planted a roundhouse kick right into my monitor (I'm managing to type without seeing because I'm just that badass). So I said "oh no you don't bitch" and swung her into a folding table that conveniently happened to be there. So then we climbed into the wrestling ring in our backyard and went at it. First she smacked me with a chair, but it just broke over my muscles of steel. Then she took a baseball bat and hit me, but the shock wave from the assault on my finely tuned body backfired and exploded the bat in her face. So I won. Then I had to go to the dentist and that was annoying. I'm tired of writing now, I'm going to go have lunch. Current Mood: Lampshade Current Music: Curious George EDIT: Upon reading my post, I said to myself...God, I sound like Maddox. My baddassity level is shooting through the roof* today.

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