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September 2003
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Seriously though, you bunch of news critics
By Michael - 10:31 PM, Wednesday, September 24, 2003 - 6 Comments |
I haven't had a drp for at least 12 hours, and I reckon in that time I have had more dignit y to gain tha ojpohnnyp Depp in Pirates of the Carriabean m what a hunk of man.
Sor anyway , new paragraph, cause I have ot think that out louid whewn I start a new one, he is a hunk of Enlglish man and woooooooooo what a beer or two can tdo to make me think of him. I'm sober as rihght now and no really I am you btich.
I swear I had dsomething funny to say. OH YES that sright I have these big fucking massive cuts across my hands not from having a shit time at work no no mnothing like that just big fucking cuts acreoss my hands, apparently I was triying to cut acrsoss swinburne uni at the winmburne campus and the uni cops arrived, blah blah, IO said I wa s tryin g to find m yh way home, what a bunch of fucking fag0ts I was walking home from allala land on chapel st, blah blah balh anyway I made it home and all is well, miles recokomned I wasn't pissed, chammpion (gay champion) that he is,
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Addendum.
By Tim - 6:45 AM, Thursday, September 18, 2003 - 4 Comments
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What the *hell* is with this picture to accompany an article on the metapneumovirus on CNN.com?
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PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT
By Tim - 5:31 PM, Wednesday, September 17, 2003 - 40 Comments
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BEING COLD DOES NOT GIVE YOU A COLD.
HAVING A CORONAVIRUS OR A RHINOVIRUS MOLEST YOUR CELLS WILL.
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Michael Forgets Who He Lent Something To
By Michael - 6:32 PM, Tuesday, September 16, 2003 - 2 Comments
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What the fuck did I lend that guy at work? I must have given it to him about a week ago. A DVD? A CD? Some shit like that. I don't remember. It was an original. The damn butt nugget sprung me while I was in the middle of something important. "Oh, is that copy of Xxxxxx on your desk yours?" "Yeah." "Cool! Can I borrow it?" "Uh, yeah, sure thing." Hang on, it's coming to me, it's coming to me... FFFUCUCCKING TIT NIPPLE!!!! FUCK ARSE SHIT COCK PLUG!!!! I HAVE NO IDEA. I can't send the generic email around the office though, "Hi guys, did I lend something to someone? Can't remember. If I did, can you please return it?" Every fucking trouser snake who's got something of mine's gunna know they've got a free ticket outta there with my stuff. I can tell 3 years down the track, I'll be like, "Hey, where's my copy of Terminator 2?" Damn. I'll be back, you DVD stealing arse biscuit. With a memory. |
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Why living next to a university sucks
By Tim - 6:42 AM, Sunday, September 14, 2003 - 7 Comments
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Musical chairs.
I'm not kidding. Last night, I was trying to watch a movie, and all I could hear were yells and shouting and people carrying on like fucking idiots. So I stick my head out my back balcony where it's noisiest and there's a huge group of people gathered in a driveway.
Great, a bloody party, this could go for a while. But as I'm about to go back inside, I notice people are taking photos of something going on, and occasionally there's a really loud cheer. What the hell? So I go for a closer inspection and just happen to wander by their place from the front.
Musical chairs.
A group of about 50-70 international students all playing musical chairs.
What. The. Fuck?
Seriously, what's wrong with kids today? Whatever happened to traditional party games like "create a suss corner", "spew on a patch of garden that'll never grow back", "break your arm arm-wrestling", "crack onto the troll cause everyone else is taken" and "set fire to the pool furniture"? |
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Stupid teeth
By Tim - 3:15 PM, Saturday, September 13, 2003 - 1 Comment
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Goddamn it. I'm going to just have 'em all ripped out and have these suckers put in.
Okay, a month or two ago, I was chewing a bit of steak, and a piece of freaking rock salt cracks open a tooth. Hooray I think, and go off to pay the dentist several hundred dollars to fix it. That's the end of that I think.
No-ho-ho. I'm enjoying a steak sandwich today when *crunch* again. Hmm that didn't feel good. I'll just have another bite. Fucking OW!!! What the hell's with that? I'm 22 years old and my teeth are breaking up on me. Pfft.
The perfect irony is in fact I'm studying dentists at the moment and spend all day long in surgeries. Then in my free time I have to go back again. ARGH!!!
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Free Country pt II
By Adam - 11:11 AM, Friday, September 5, 2003 - 5 Comments
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Today, four days after sending the original ticket in to be replaced, I received a letter in the post containing three weekly tickets. That's 21 days of travel. My original monthly ticket had 26 days left on it, and they only replaced 21.
I call the Met Helpline to ask for my replacement to be fixed up, and was told ticket replacements are done on some kind of value basis, and that weekend travel is considered free. That's why they only refunded me 21 days of the 26 I paid for.
If weekends are indeed considered free, that means I was only refunded 15 days of travel, not 21 or 26. Unless, of course, weekends are free. Perhaps I should try telling that to a tram inspector, or a bus driver, or a mechanical turnstile at a train station, and see what happens.
This is all pretty bloody shoddy on its own, but when you consider their faulty equipment is the reason I had to get a replacement in the first place, it's disgraceful.
Currently I'm going through the motions of lodging a formal complaint with the PTC, which appears to be the body that handles Met complaints. This will not end until I am fully reimbursed. Stay tuned y'all.
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