I was writing something that almost resembled intelligent wording for a change, and my fucking computer decided to just shut off for no reason whatsoever. Man that shit pisses me off. I just wanna find some explosives or a midget and bash the shit out of one with the other. This shit just pops up out of nowhere anymore. Im saving as I type this out just incase the shit happens again. I lose trainof thought easily anymore. I had a nice big list going of shit to write about, and now its half gone. I wish I had the Linux box setup. That thing would stay on for months at a time and not give me one problem. I think perhaps its time to build another Linux box. Along with the pc shutting off, when it doesn’t the wireless connection just shats out on me at any given moment. We can pick up signal at fuckin NYSEG but not 25 feet away in my room? WTF is up with that chit mang? Its time for some cat5 cable up in this beyotch.

My room is a fucking mess all the time. I know I can get away with it now cause im my own boss in the house and all, but its nice to have a room that resembles something of niceness. Feels kinda shitty when people stop over and have to look at what I don’t feel like cleaning up. Guess ill have to get off my ass for a change.

A man and a women are involved in a car accident;
it’s a bad one. Both of their cars are totally demolished but amazingly
neither of them are hurt. After they crawl out of their cars, the man
says, “So you’re a woman, that’s interesting. I’m a man. Wow, just look
at our cars! There’s nothing left, but fortunately we are unhurt. This
must be a sign from God that we should meet and be friends and live
together in peace for the rest of our days. The woman replied, “I agree
with you completely.” “This must be a sign from God!” The man
continued, “And look at this, here’s another miracle. My car is
completely demolished but this bottle of wine didn’t break. Surely God
wants us to drink this wine and celebrate our good fortune.” Then he
hands the bottle to the woman, The woman nods his head in agreement,
opens it and drinks half the bottle and then hands it back to the man.
The man takes the bottle, immediately puts the cap back on, and hands
it back to the woman. The woman asks, “Aren’t you having any?” The man
replies, “No. I think I’ll just wait for the police…”

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Subject:FUCK you digga

From:”slayer” ace4ever35@hotmail.com

Date:Tue, 24 Feb 2004 23:54:22 -0500

To:digga@diggastyle.net

fuck you BOB! i know who u are, and ur fucking gay ass purple neon that sucks fucking donkey dick!!!!! fuck u bitch, ur lucky it wasnt there halloween or i would paintballed the fucking shit out of it fucker!!!!!!

Recieved this email earlier. Check this out. Why dont you come find me? If you say you know me then you know where i hang out. Come find me and ill finish this for you. Or are you going to hide behind your computer on your intergeekweb making your e-penis bigger? Sorry if i rubbed your rubarb the wrong way, but then again i really dont give a fuck. If you cant come out and talk shit to my face then dont bother wasting my time. I have more important shit to do. Bring it on fucker.

–anyone remember this? the cuntdropping never came forward did he. Punk ass bitch.