Author: keef

This made me feel calm and at ease.

Thanks, Pete

TheRobotMonkey: Chili Dogs indoors? Is that safe?

Thuggs1: we’ll find out

TheRobotMonkey: I’m thinking that might be a bad night for the toilets at sokol

Thuggs1: yeah its not gonna be pretty

Death Cab For Cuties.

A full stocked bar.

Woohoo!

Work decided for me what I was doing tonight.

And while it sucks that I didn’t get to see anybody, and missed Cursive, and all of that, I did have a good time with Abbie and Ben, drinking rum, eating pizza, and watching the Ninja Turtle Movie.

And that’s that.

TheRobotMonkey: I’m gonna take a shower now

TheRobotMonkey: and listen to Husker Du

JimmytheWeak: ok I’ll be there in 5!

TheRobotMonkey: I’ll hold the water for you

JimmytheWeak: thanks bill!

JimmytheWeak: bye guy!

TheRobotMonkey: that sounds like something I heard at http://thejerkstore.diaryland.com

JimmytheWeak: hold me

So I went into work yesterday and one of the supervisor’s I don’t usually talk to came up to me and told me that after I clocked in he wanted to talk to me in the back office.

Immediately, I was wondering what I did.

I went back and sat down.

“Hey, how would you like another Job with this new group we’re starting? You’d be great for it!” he said.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Then we went over the job. I took it.

Basically, what I do right now is help toothless morons from south of the mason dixon line get on the internet. With my new job, I’ll still be doing support for earthlink customers, but through a group that’s sponsored by the USAA for retired Military Officers. I’ll be able to do more teching for more complex problems than I am currently allowed to do, and I’ll be in on the ground floor for this new group.

That basically means, I have a good chance of being able to get promoted as a supervisor with the next few months. That’s how the center I work in right now has worked out anyway. The people who are supervisors and quality advisors are all the people who started working on the phones in the places.

My training begins on friday and runs through monday. I’m pumped.

And then I got to watch Elvis host the Letterman show. It ruled. Don’t worry Drunk-Jules, I taped it.

I heard there’s two ways

to get out of this town.

One is a uniform,

the other’s a casket.

TheRobotMonkey: Wanna ear?

Jules Slander: NO. FUCK YOU, MCNASTY.

TheRobotMonkey: oh come on. you can put it on a key chain for good luck

Jules Slander: sick dude. die.

TheRobotMonkey: I clean them

TheRobotMonkey: daily

Jules Slander: die?

TheRobotMonkey: just think. you can pull it out at parties and it’ll blow people’s minds

Jules Slander: this conversation is OVER.

TheRobotMonkey: goddammit, you totally want an ear

TheRobotMonkey: just admit it

Jules Slander: shut up!

Jules Slander: yoy belligerent fuck! sick!

TheRobotMonkey: how about a big toe?

TheRobotMonkey: or even the little one

TheRobotMonkey: this piggy went to market…

Jules Slander: jesus christ, bill. fuck you.

Jules Slander: WORD BANK EMPTY. OVERDRAWN.

TheRobotMonkey: Ok.

TheRobotMonkey: You win.

Jules Slander: heh.

TheRobotMonkey: How about my ring finger?

Jules Slander: FUCK

Jules Slander: OFF

Jules Slander: FUCKER.

TheRobotMonkey: ok ok ok

TheRobotMonkey: tough crowd

TheRobotMonkey: sheesh

Jules Slander: as per usual.

TheRobotMonkey: I’d give my arm and a leg for a… oh yeah

Jules Slander: you are being soooo bill. this must end.

Jules Slander: in death.

TheRobotMonkey: I don’t even know where this is coming from. I’ve never tried forcing people to take my toes before

Jules Slander: do you know how much i hate feet anyhow? not to mention severed parts of them?

TheRobotMonkey: What if I ball it up and put it in a sock>?

TheRobotMonkey: wait wait wait

TheRobotMonkey: let me save you the trouble

TheRobotMonkey: DIE BILL

TheRobotMonkey: DIE

TheRobotMonkey: DIE

TheRobotMonkey: DIE

TheRobotMonkey: Ok, better?

Jules Slander: there you go. done and done.

2003-03-07 – 12:55 a.m.

May I pretend: man, I make like less then 8 to wrestle mentally retarded people

May I pretend: haha

TheRobotMonkey: that sounds like a pay-per-view event

TheRobotMonkey: Tard Wranglin’

May I pretend: yeah, I’m actually training for the tardtackle championship this April

TheRobotMonkey: You better beat those tards down

May I pretend: yeah, I go to practice every day after school

May I pretend: it’s pretty intense.

TheRobotMonkey: do you psyche them out by screaming things like “look it’s big bird!” or “there’s a ninja turtle on a pony!”?

May I pretend: haha

TheRobotMonkey: if I was a tard, that’d get my attention

May I pretend: I feel so dirty for talking like this

May I pretend: hahah

May I pretend: I’m going to go pray for my soul now

TheRobotMonkey: you can light a candle and count rosary beads for my soul tommorow

TheRobotMonkey: I’ll be at the Omaha Beef game