Nothing even remotely juicy, damnit.
Posted by Jae on March 30th, 2005
I was talking to Tym online, and he asked if he could talk to me about something in person later on. I said sure, and then woke up.
I was pretty sure the sky dosesn’t tell you of incoming calls, anyways.
Posted by Jae on March 27th, 2005
I was driving to Justin & JoAnn’s place, which was apparently in the Cape. The steets were in a very convenient grid pattern, but I couldn’t find out how to geth there with the current road blockade. I saw a message in the sky, saying I had an incoming call from Danielle. She was calling te get directions, and I asked her to hold on while I turned the radio off. however ther adio wouldn’t turn off and it took me a minute to figure out what was going on. Once I did this, I woke up and realized that I had just briefly seen the ‘missed call’ message from Danielle on my computer.
Up, Down, Up, Down.
Posted by Jae on March 24th, 2005
I was being trained how to climb and descend a ladder properly and respectfully by either a Japanese or Native American old man. He was actually having me climb up at an even pace, and then climb down without the ladder, using my elbows. It turns out he did this because he was pissed off at me. The first time we met, he thought I looked lyke some gret actor- and then he saw me climb down apoorly and mockingly, After we had this discussion, and I apolozgized, he showed me the proper way to go down a ladder.
I am not a penis, and unfortunately, also not a pop-locker.
Posted by Jae on March 9th, 2005
I was on TV for some interview, and I weighed a bit more. Not in a good way. In more of an “I look like an actual penis” sort-of way. I don’t know what the interview was about, but they kept showing clips of all my different twitches. It was really fucking annoying and offensive- but at least they pieced the clips together to look like I was possessed by the god of pop-locking.
