Saturday, 29th June 2002
Message Boards…
I really should be outside since it is such a lovely day, but I have a banging hangover and only now am I feeling slightly less vampiric…
So I have been wondering round the Innerverse today, stealing emoticons wherever I go, and wondering to myself, maybe I should get some forums going on here…
Koku has them. Queen Princess Inez just got them. I mean, for the Great Cunts sake, even Okayplayer has them. 
But then I wonder if anyone comes here enough for me to warrent putting them up there. I mean, my stats verify that a shit load of people come here, but no one seems to say much on the comments section of this here journal, so I wonder if it isn’t all porno people who come here accidentaly through a cunt search…
So what do you say, huh? 
Huh..?
Would you say things to people if I got them..?
Huh..?
And for gods sake say something here because if you don’t I’m going to run away and be sad…
Technically, I could have a very healthy message board going on just by allowing the different voices in my head to converse with each other on it. That’s kind of not the point though. I hear those voices all the time. I want other voices… :blink:
(God, when did I fall in Love with emoticons? I used to hate them bastards…)
The way I see it, there are 3 possible answers:
1) Yay! I told you ages ago to do that. 
2) No Tank. You are a fucking nerd. Step away from the computer and those bloody emoticons. :321:
3) It’s a good idea, but I am too busy getting drunk. 
Anyway, answer me in the comments section here if you think a message board would be a good thing to put up. If you don’t answer me I am going to eat all the happy parts of me and end up like this poor Kodama here…
I Fight Men
I had a very interesting night last night. The Supreme Man Cunt Edwin was spinning at the Media Bureau last night and so I went to visit him.
I fought a man…
It was a bring your own beer thing and so I trundled up there with a 6 pack for me to guzzle. I put it down and then these three people walked in and took 3 of my beers. I explained to them that it was BYOB and that the beers were mine and then took the beer back.
It was a group of 2 men and 1 Woman. And the drunker of the 2 men went straight back and cracked a new beer. He didn’t even take one that he had already opened. HE CRACKED A NEW BEER AFTER I HAD TOLD HIM THAT THEY WERE MINE.
Never fuck with a Brits beer…
So I stepped to him.
We started verbally fighting.
I’m like how the fuck are you going to be so blatantly disrespectful to me? It’s cool the first time because you didn’t know, but to deliberately go back and take another is straight ignorant. So I told him, got all up in his face, he got up in mine. The Woman is hyper panicking and uber embarrassed as she knows her husband is completely in the wrong.
Then he says, “You better go and find someone to take this from me.” I’m like, “WHAT BITCH??? I’LL TAKE IT OFF YOU MY DAMN SELF!” The we physically struggled and the beer went everywhere.
Man, I was so close to bottling him, he has no idea…
The whole time his wife is panicking and trying to pull him off and away from me and apologizing to me. I’m yelling at him that right now the only person with a brain is his wife and he needs to be listening to her. Because he certainly don’t have a brain and right now I don’t either because he drove me to severe anger.
He friend is all, “Yo man, chill out”, to me. “Fuck you bitch”, say I…
What pisses me the fuck off is the principle of this. How on cuntloving earth do you think you have a right to come and take something that is not yours after you have already, nicely, been informed that it belongs to someone and please do not take it?
It’s a very white man’s simplex. He can only hear the babble of his desire and cannot hear resistance.
Hahahaaa. It was fun though! I can’t remember the last time I got into a fight!
The rest of the night was very pleasant. Hello George and hello Joanna. The music was excellent. I don’t hear much music in that genre since I moved to the Filthy and so I had a good sonic shagging.
The other good news is that my cat Naima seems to be slowly getting over her trauma at the vets. She purrs a little now and doesn’t slink away from me when I try to stroke her.
(PS: I stole the new Emoticons from Koku.
That’s Koku feeding chicken to pigeons.)