Things are starting to look up.

[ainoeri]

Well, for the most part, anyway. So where do I begin? Well, I got up the nerve to call Kyle, and it was heartwrentching, but I needed to talk to him regardless. He wasn't answering my IM's sooooooooo, yeah. It was a little nervwracking too. We are on the same page at least, and it looks like we won't be getting back together...I think I really hurt

Comments

[niea]

I'm glad you're feeling better but it's sad to see you two both emotionally hurt. But t'was not meant to be, I suppose. But at least you two talked and things are getting a little better. I hope you find some happiness through all of this, him as well. And I dunno if you ever want to talk, I'm here =/

[djtyrant]

I'm glad you were able to talk to him and get your feelings and frustrations out, that always seems to help at least a little bit. Hope to see around sometime soon =).

~JimmY

roomates and the accountant

[monrovia042]

once upon a time there was a frog named Jerimiah. Which is a terrible name for a frog. I mean, there wasnt a day that went by that he didnt hear that fricking song. He would sometimes stay in his room all day long just begging zorkon the sun god, ( its a frog thing ) that he could go one day with out some one busting out the "Jerimiah was a bullfrog!" song on him. But alas, his days were without solice from the "demon tune" as he preferd to call it. this was not the least of the poor frogs problems. You see, you wouldn't know it by looking at them but frogs are VERY high maitenence, and our friend Jerry had a rent problem. And an interview problem. All of the people he tried to get as roomates for his plush beverly hills apartment to which he needed a renter were just plain nuts. I mean one guy even brought his frickin butterly collection to the gall derned interview. Well, i bet you can guess what happened next, i mean a frog on an empty stomach and a wealsy guy with a butterfly collection just dont mix. Jerry was about to

Re: roomates and the accountant

[monrovia042]

It was a peacefull day. The birds were singing derrogetory tunes about Oprah, the flies were buzzing menecingly around joggers heads, the sun was out...it was a day made in eden. Jerry and Radar were comfortably pertched in their living room watching "all in the Family" reruns. Life was good. and with the exception of a slight arguement between Radar and Jerry about the benifits of a good fiber diet of wheaties, the house was in full harmony. Radar's side of the discussion was based primarily on the fact the just befor 3pm and 4pm he had a regular bowel movement thanks to the wonders of fiber would not dissuade Jerrys arguement that "fiber" was simply "not a frog thing" much like killing your parents at a young age was a bat thing, to which Radar was not about to reveal his terribly secret that killing your parents at any age was not an any-creature thing. so it was. At 330 pm, Radar went to have his moment of porceline purity, due to the wonders of the all knowing wheaties, and Jerry was left all alone, in solitude, grasping

Re: roomates and the accountant

[monrovia042]

"Remember 1997!!!!!!!" screamed the rabbit. And burst upon the most viscouse nibbling that any frog had known to this day. Jerry was instantly overwhealmed. The slashing fur, the ripping limbs, the carnage that would insue, was only the begginning. After the blood and goar of Jacks un relenting nibbling of Jerrys inner thigh, Came the collections. CD's were packed, Knick knacks were repossesed, and computers were proccesed. The couch that Jerry and Radar had lovingly picked out from the local Ikia was mercilessy stored a way in a Rent-A-Wreck moving van. Radar's favorite Food-O-Matic Vegitable processor was talen in the name of Rabbit tax collectors everywhere. Even the bird fider out side the plush beverly hills apartment was not privy to the eyes of the all knowing, the all seeing, Jack "Take the Money and Run" Rabbit. All hope was lost... DVD's taken,...Televisions packageded,...Gamecubes consolidated...the faint cry of a porceline lamp could be heard in the distance

Re: roomates and the accountant

[monrovia042]

DISCLIAMER:

i would now like to appologize to all of the following

Bats with Fiber problems
Frogs named Jerry
Tax Collectors
Plumbers
The Mandeles Brothers
New York
Lawyers in general
and General Mills

the previous story was not intened to offend any of the the above mentioned named, it was simply written in the hopes that Ainoeri would frikkin piss herself reading it.

-Claypool

[__skyline]

... Erin. You pick the WEIRDEST people, don't you?

He's cool, though. Even though the back of his head looks like FRICKING Sean.

♥

[monrovia042]

i heard that! >8'I