Matthew Henry's Bitchin' BlogBunnies(Untitled)- October 6, 2004 i think this is going to be my last post. aside from the technical problems i'm having, i feel that after a year and a half or so, i've gotten out of this experience what i've been looking for. namely, that there is an audience out there for someone who writes like me. i will occassionally post more polished stuff, although, i don't think it will be at this same site since i hate this server. just google my name and i'm sure you'll find it...whenever i get...http://blogs.salon.com/0002546/2004/10/06.html#a37 (Untitled)- October 5, 2004 wait no...it's still not workinghttp://blogs.salon.com/0002546/2004/10/05.html#a36 (Untitled)- October 5, 2004 well...well....this seems to be working properly. i think. i'm going to hold off on my story about philly just in case this still isn't working properly...that way, i don't spend all this time writing something, just to have no one able to read it, and having to write it all over again. instead, i will comment on Desparate Housewives: love it.http://blogs.salon.com/0002546/2004/10/05.html#a35 (Untitled)- October 4, 2004 testing...one two three testing...one two three still not workinghttp://blogs.salon.com/0002546/2004/10/04.html#a34 (Untitled)- October 4, 2004 there were two great debates this weekend: one, as we all know, started thursday, featuring two old white men, that kept most of america buzzing through tonight. the other, a mystery unfolding this very morning in a posh philadelphia hotel suite among five very stylish gay men as they ate donuts and playfully insulted each other and reminisced about the night before. the mystery did clizzay drunkenly pee on tim-tation the previous night as they (drunkenly...again,...http://blogs.salon.com/0002546/2004/10/03.html#a33 (Untitled)- October 1, 2004 i had a full day planned ahead: destination A, forty five minutes later Destination B, then hit a quick Destination C before heading home. somewhere on the way to A, i had one of those wait-where-the-fuck-am-i-going moments...the kind when you realize that you are driving but you somehow ended up way out of the way of where you wanted to get to. i don't know if my mind was wandering or what, but it happened twice. on the way to correct my route, i again,...http://blogs.salon.com/0002546/2004/10/01.html#a32 |