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Inspired by this picture.

I just read Sam’s plead for people to donate money so we can finally have a TV in our apartment. Thanks Sam! Are you interested? Please feel free to email or IM me or use the button below.

Help Dave and his roommates obtain a TV for their bare apartment.

Here is his plead.

Dave is a college student in need of your help. With all the pressures of society, he too needs a break from all the monotony this world has to offer. Sure he has the internet, where he can look up porn, talk to teenage females, find music, etc. But there is one crucial piece of his life that he needs desperately.

Don’t let him whore himself, just to get a TV.

Help dave get a TV for his pad. anything you can offer can help. If every person who visits his site, donates $1, then maybe . . . JUST maybe, dave can lead a normal life.





Sponsored by James, Waylan, Theresa, Kim, Sam.

I don’t think I’m cool enough to blog. I’m going to make an online personality, the likes of which the Internet has never seen before. I think I’ll make him Gay. Because supposedly gay people are really articulate, funny, and they dance well. Hrm, but I sort of want to make money (which means a lot more traffic). So I think I’ll make a webcam girl. But she’ll be bi, so she’ll attract the attention of both guys and gals. I think I’ll have a bunch of amazon wishlists and paypal donations to help care for my dying mother.

She needs a cool name. Something easy to remember and link. Her name would be Tiffany, and I’d say, “Hey, call me Tiff”. And I can make corny but cutesie jokes like, “I’ll be there in a tiffy, har har. muah” I’ll be 17, almost 18 (to attract the pedophiling portion of the internet — hey, have YOU checked your referral logs recently? you know what I’m talking about). I’d love Britney Spears and N sync and all that, but I’d also be into one particular type of hip-hop so I can be deeper than the rest. And I’d hate labels, so I wouldn’t call myself bi or anything or a hip-hop head. She’d also be a raver, but not just any raver, she’d be a junglist, because she feels the jugle flavor because she feels the hip-hop flavor. She tried a bunch of substances, but alcohol will be her first love.

She has to be unique, not too unique. She can’t be a hermaphrodite. She needs to be someone with genuine issues and worries and particular personality quirks. Maybe I’ll make her intensely afraid of driving or Macintosh computers. She needs to be someone who does naughty things at times but is basically good. She needs to have had a terrible hard life but she’s okay now because she’s a girl, a webcam girl, and the world needs to hear her roar. rawr!

I need a funny quality about myself so my fans can remember me. I think I’ll be into Coke (I’m into coke myself, I’d drink a 6 pack along with additional cups a day) and rum. I’ll have a period of 2 weeks every couple of months where I wallow in alcohol and people would try to console me.

And then I’ll make fake inside jokes with fake friends (the photos of which I’ll get from Abercrombie and Fitch catalogs, doctored using my photoshop skills), and post those up.

But I dunno, that seems like a lot of work for a new 36 inch WEGA television, but maybe if I can find some import model pics on the internet….

But maybe if I can get linked from people like Theresa and maybe on some big-uber-blog-cool-person blog and then somehow get on suvivorcam… cha-ching!

I feel sort of left out. I’m the unknown blogger. I’m a serf in the shadow of super stars– those people who will always be cooler, more sexy, more intelligent than I.

But the 36 inch wega sounds really good….

I somehow arrived at this raver girl webring from this girl’s page (Her page is pretty cool as well, I suggest you check it out. And going back to my infatuasian.com post, she’s pretty cute too).

I’m pretty new to the underground blogging scene (yes, I’m kidding), so I keep on discovering new things.

Like that Gay Eskimo guy. I IM my friends, “Hey look what I discovered!”, and they tell me, “God, yer soooo behind.”

Next thing they are going to tell me is that they are going to copy Survivor or something and put that on the web with cool bloggers in them.

Anyhow, yesturday, I went to this shitty rave where I paid 35 bucks to get into and it got shut down at 4:30 ish. This is one of the biggest rapings I’ve ever been subjected to. The venue was nothing special, there was no room to dance, and the music was decent at best. Anyway, my friends and I were going to the rave when Joyce called me up and said she was at Villa Sienna with friends, which also happens to be where I live. Thinking about it now, a lot of people live at Villa Sienna so it’s not such a big trip but it was mind boggling at the time for some odd reason, also partly because I was sleeping in the car when she called me.

Regardless, I tried to dance, but the atmosphere just wasn’t present at this party. I’d dance and then someone would bump into me. This one time, this really masculine girl tried to “battle” me, but then she was getting a bit too close for comfort so I politely stepped the fuck back.

It sounds so corny, but I need to feel the music somehow to dance well, and the DJ’s in the house room just wern’t good until the last one. That DJ spun a good mix of really jazzy house and soul diva type deep house and then mixed in some old funk tracks as well. In any case, a friend told me a lesbian couple was making out in front of the DJ and kept on distracting the DJ. According to my friend, they were both hot and had huge mammalary glands.

Shoot, I’d be distracted too.

In-fat-u-asian.com

Do you remember that one mitsubishi eclipse commercial where the voice over man is saying, “When is the last time you looked at someone and said, ‘Hey, that guy has great morals.’”

Well I was browsing through Infatuasian.com, checking out girls. I was struck by how I’d think differently than my roommate Patrick on various girls. Anyhow, I was thinking some girls looked really slutty, or really innocent, or really smart. Some of them had something intellectual to say on their quotes, and others would have a simple “MUAH” or a plead to the reader to be kind.

I realized this is quicker, more shallow version of the homepage/blog/journal, where you are judged from a scale from 1-10. A simple number that determines your value simply from your appearence. In the end, though, I think it does emulate how the real world works. Fair? Unfair? Who cares! This is for the Gen-X television world where real-time polls and MTV music video requests and Reality TV shows has made introspective thought obsolete. Now I can feel like a diety, judging someone’s worth with a click of a mouse. “Ohhh, she’s not wearing her shirt right, she gets a one.” “She’s hot but she’s too provacative, lets give her a three.” “Hrm, she looks like she can hold her own in a brawl, maybe I’ll give her a four.”

Some girls, for their quotes had their website URL listed. I visited some of them and I ran into this girl’s website. It’s pretty nice, and the girl is pretty cute. I don’t have the URL to her pic but I remember it being cute.

And then… the finale

And then the next picture after that one was this girl. HAHA.