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    Monday, March 31st, 2003
    2:25 pm
    When wrestling fans talk history
    Me: dude, remember Jean Pierre L'Feit... or however you spell that name?
    Mike: Jean=Pierre Lafitte!
    Mike: EEEEEVOILL PIRATE MENACE
    Me: yeah, Jean Lafitte was an actual French pirate
    Mike: He was also one half of the Quebecers.
    Me: he fought in the war of 1812
    Mike: Really?
    Mike: How long ago was that?
    Me: ...
    Me: between the world wars
    Mike: Oh you mean between 2 and 3?
    Me: yeah
    Me: those
    Mike: When the British invaded Egypt to get back the Pyramids?
    Wednesday, March 19th, 2003
    10:29 pm
    My new pic is thanks to John. He's awesome. That is all.
    Thursday, January 23rd, 2003
    3:26 pm
    For the Gentlemen in the Audience
    Torrie Wilson will be doing a pictorial for Playboy Magazine soon. No other details are available yet. Past WWE stars, Sable and Chyna, posed for Playboy and their issues went on to become some of the highest selling Playboy issues ever.

    Some are concerned that allowing Wilson to pose for Playboy could give her a big ego, as it contributed greatly to Sable and Chyna's egos which eventually caused problems between them and WWE. However, Wilson is described as one of the nicest people in WWE right now.

    credit 1wrestling.com
    Tuesday, November 19th, 2002
    12:01 am
    Words of wisdom from Jack:

    ChefJack991: History sucked. Schulman for God.

    All obey.
    Tuesday, November 12th, 2002
    2:30 pm
    For all y'all rasslin' fans out there
    Saturday, Dec. 7 - Pensacola, Fl: RAW brand house show
    Tuesday, Dec. 10 - Atlanta, GA: Smackdown! taping
    Saturday, Dec. 14 - Jacksonville, Fl: I have no fucking clue what brand this show is, but it'll probably be a rehearsal for the PPV
    Sunday, Dec. 15 - Ft. Lauderdale, Fl: Armageddon, PPV

    Anyone interested?
    Wednesday, October 30th, 2002
    8:37 pm
    Now it's time for JON'S take on Heather
    I won't say I don't care about her and I don't think anybody else said they don't care about her. That would be hypocritical. Apparently, we do care. We care very much. We (and this excludes those who disagree with this statement) DON'T WANT HER IN OUR LIVES! We CARE to not have her in our lives. She has proved herself time and time again to be a manipulative, melodramatic, pity-whore. I offer to you: DO NOT PITY THE WHORE!

    Mike can say that she makes him happy yet it's his feelings that make him depressed. It's all or nuthin', Sparky. Your feelings are your responsibility no matter what they are. You have felt the happiest ever around her and you've also felt the worst ever around her.

    We have seen the damage she is capable of through Joe and Ryan now. If you really feel the need to be friends with her you go ahead, I don't see anything wrong with that. But keep your distance.
    Friday, October 25th, 2002
    11:56 am
    Wednesday, October 23rd, 2002
    4:12 pm
    Maybe you've seen this, maybe you haven't, either way it's MY JOURNAL AND I CAN POST WHAT I WANT!
    Maybe you've seen this, maybe you haven't, either way it's MY JOURNAL AND I CAN POST WHAT I WANT!
    *runs away crying like every bitch who's ever said this in their journal*

    Now, enjoy:

    Subject: Tandem Writing

    From a class exercise offered by an English professor
    at the University of Phoenix:

    "Today we will experiment with a new form called the
    tandem story. The process is simple. Each person will
    pair off with the person sitting to
    his or her immediate right. As homework tonight, one
    of you will write the first paragraph of a short
    story. You will e-mail your partner that
    paragraph and send another copy to me. The partner
    will read the first paragraph and then add another
    paragraph to the story and send it back
    also sending another copy to me. The first person will
    then add a third paragraph, and so on back and forth.
    Remember to re-read what has been
    written each time in order to keep the story coherent.
    There is to be absolutely NO talking outside of the
    e-mails and anything you wish to say must be written
    in the e-mail.

    The story is over when both agree a conclusion has
    been reached."

    The following was actually turned in by two of my
    English students:

    Rebecca (last name deleted), and Gary (last name
    deleted).

    ----------------------------------------------------------------
    THE STORY:
    (first paragraph by Rebecca)
    At first, Laurie couldn't decide which kind of tea she
    wanted. The chamomile, which used to be her favorite
    for lazy evenings at home, now reminded her
    too much of Carl, who once said, in
    happier times, that he liked chamomile. But she felt
    she must now, at all costs, keep her mind
    off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating, and if
    she thought about him too much her asthma started
    acting up again. So chamomile was out of the question.

    -----------------------------------------------------------
    (second paragraph by Gary)
    Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant Carl Harris, leader of the
    attack squadron now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more
    important things to think about
    than the neuroses of an air-headed asthmatic bimbo
    named Laurie with whom he had spent one sweaty night
    over a year ago. "A.S. Harris to
    Geostation 17,?%?*?? he said into his transgalactic communicator.
    "Polar orbit established. No sign of resistance so far..." But
    before he
    could sign off a bluish particle beam flashed out of nowhere and
    blasted a
    hole through his ship's cargo bay. The jolt from the direct hit
    sent
    him flying out of his seat and across the cockpit.


    ----------------------------------------------------------
    (Rebecca)
    He bumped his head and died almost immediately, but
    not before he felt one last pang of regret for
    psychically brutalizing the one woman who
    had ever had feelings for him. Soon afterwards, Earth
    stopped its pointless hostilities towards the peaceful
    farmers of Skylon 4. "Congress Passes Law Permanently Abolishing
    War
    and Space Travel," Laurie read in her newspaper one morning. The
    news
    simultaneously excited her and bored her. She stared out the
    window,
    dreaming of her youth, when the days had passed unhurriedly and
    carefree, with no newspapers to read, no television to distract
    her
    from her sense of innocent wonder at all the beautiful things
    around her.
    "Why must one lose one's innocence to become a woman?" she
    pondered
    wistfully.

    ---------------------------------------------------------
    (Gary)
    Little did she know, but she had less than 10 seconds
    to live. Thousands of miles above the city, the
    Anu'udrian mothership launched the first of its
    lithium fusion missiles. The dim-witted wimpy
    peaceniks who pushed the Unilateral Aerospace
    Disarmament Treaty through the congress had left Earth
    a defenseless target for the hostile alien empires who
    were determined to destroy the human race. Within two
    hours after the passage of the treaty the Anu'udrian
    ships were on course for Earth, carrying enough
    firepower to pulverize the entire planet. With no one
    to stop them, they swiftly initiated their diabolical
    plan. The lithium fusion missile entered the
    atmosphere unimpeded. The President, in his top-secret
    Mobile submarine headquarters on the ocean floor off
    the coast of Guam, felt the inconceivably massive
    explosion, which vaporized poor, stupid, Laurie and 85
    million other Americans. The President slammed his
    fist on the conference table. "We can't allow this!
    I'm going to veto that treaty! Let's blow 'em out of
    the sky!"

    ----------------------------------------------------------
    (Rebecca)
    This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of literature.
    My
    writing partner is a violent, chauvinistic semi-literate
    adolescent.

    ----------------------------------------------------------
    (Gary)
    Yeah? Well, you're a self-centered tedious neurotic
    whose attempts at writing are the literary equivalent
    of Valium. "Oh shall I have chamomile tea? Or shall I
    have some other sort of FUCKING TEA??? Oh no, I'm such
    an air headed bimbo who reads too many Danielle Steele
    novels."

    ----------------------------------------------------------
    (Rebecca)
    Asshole.
    ----------------------------------------------------------
    (Gary)
    Bitch.
    --------------------------------------------------------
    (Rebecca)
    DICK!
    ---------------------------------------------------------
    (Gary)
    Slut.
    ---------------------------------------------------------
    (Rebecca)
    Get fucked.
    ----------------------------------------------------------
    (Gary)
    Eat shit.
    ---------------------------------------------------------
    (Rebecca)
    FUCK YOU - YOU NEANDERTHAL!!!
    ----------------------------------------------------------
    (Gary)
    Go drink some tea - whore.
    **********************************************

    (TEACHER)
    A+ - I really liked this one. Only group to get an A.
    Monday, October 21st, 2002
    11:55 pm
    I'm suddenly in the mood for yogurt covered raisins.

    mmmmm.... yogurt covered raisins....
    Friday, October 18th, 2002
    11:24 pm
    When I was younger I had imaginary friends. They'd annoy me so I'd throw them out my window. There is definitely something wrong with me.
    Saturday, October 12th, 2002
    12:24 pm
    slayercutter58? That's gay.
    slayercutter58: you sure look like a pastry to me bitch
    slayercutter58: get in my belly
    slayercutter58: frequently asked questions: who is this
    Militant Pancake: this is he who is called: I AM
    slayercutter58: you have misunderstood. i was falsy predicting what you would say
    slayercutter58: you know what would be funny
    slayercutter58: if you were fat
    Militant Pancake: now, don't look at me like that, fat man, I'm NOT a pastry
    slayercutter58: now that would be silly
    slayercutter58: im not fat but my friend wishes he was
    slayercutter58: would you like to see a picture of him
    Militant Pancake: no
    slayercutter58: come on it's funny
    Militant Pancake: that warms my heart, no
    slayercutter58: i know in your heart there's a little gay man that want's to see a picture of a nother man
    Militant Pancake: I digested that faggot a long time ago, no
    slayercutter58: oh that's too bad
    slayercutter58: the gays have all the fun
    slayercutter58: they get parades and flags and campy movies and cute cars
    slayercutter58: ahh... it's so wonderful
    slayercutter58: ect.
    slayercutter58: im not gay
    Militant Pancake: and they dress in tiger suits and rub their bodies in vasoline, that doesn't change the fact that I could give a fuck who you are and what your friend looks like
    slayercutter58: i really dont care iether but you seem like a nice guy
    slayercutter58: your talking to me arn't you
    Militant Pancake: so nice you called me a bitch in your first line to me
    slayercutter58: i was defending the fatasses
    slayercutter58: what state are you from
    slayercutter58: ill bet somewhere in the midwest
    Militant Pancake: midwest, southeast, barron north, doesn't change the fact that I don't own a car
    slayercutter58: niether do i bub
    slayercutter58: i just turned 15
    slayercutter58: in fact im having my party today
    Militant Pancake: well it was awful nice of dad to let you use the computer
    slayercutter58: i guess they call people faggots everywhere
    slayercutter58: yeah but he has to watch me
    slayercutter58: and mommy too
    Militant Pancake: now go get your learner's permit and have a happy birthday
    slayercutter58: they saw me say bitch and got angry
    slayercutter58: oh boy ya mean it????
    slayercutter58: your the greatest
    slayercutter58: i've always wanted my permit
    Militant Pancake: I think you mean "you're" as in "you are"
    slayercutter58: now i think your just trying to insult me
    Militant Pancake: I was trying to correct your spelling
    slayercutter58: i see
    Militant Pancake: it's a homophone
    Militant Pancake: could've happened to anyone
    slayercutter58: thanks chief
    Militant Pancake: anytime sport
    slayercutter58: yeah tiger
    Militant Pancake: piss off you underage pain in my ass
    Militant Pancake: sorry, slip o' the tounge
    slayercutter58: ok ok
    slayercutter58: thought so
    slayercutter58: that happens alot when your typing
    slayercutter58: ok i guess ill just go now
    Militant Pancake: I think you mean "when you're typing" as in "you are"
    slayercutter58: good talking to you mr pancake
    Militant Pancake: no it wasn't
    slayercutter58: well i guess the pleasure was all mine
    Militant Pancake: guess so
    Militant Pancake: bye now
    slayercutter58: bye bye

    Well that was refreshing. How I miss random IMs.

    Ready...
    Aim...
    Friday, October 11th, 2002
    11:42 pm
    All this time without an update and I give you THIS PILE OF CRAP!?
    Someone arranged my wrestling toys into a new and exciting brawl scene. Who the hell did that?

    Tonight, Peter Bondra of the Washington Capitals scored a goal by shooting the puck off the wall behind the goalie, it bounced off the wall, hit the goalie in the back and went in the net. This is his rink, we just skate on it.

    I'm gonna graduate soon, somebody buy me presents.
    Wednesday, September 4th, 2002
    9:19 pm
    I'm Tibbot O'Malley, son o' Captain Grace O'Malley, brother o' Spitfire (played by Es).
    5:05 pm
    Yo ho ho and a bottle o' rum
    Goin' to a pirate-fest in a few weeks and I need a pirate name. Any suggestions? I'm prolly gonna be an American, English, Irish, or Scottish mid-shipman so I don't want any stupid French, Spanish, Chinese, Japanese, Arabic, Portugese, or any other notoriously pirating nationality type name.

    And Ryan, call yo pappy.

    YARRRRRR!
    Monday, September 2nd, 2002
    6:14 pm
    I gotta say, Mail Call on the History Channel is really kick ass. People write in questions about military history or technology or technology history and the Drill Seargent from Full Metal Jacket answers them.

    Ever wanna know:
    How many g-forces the human body can take?
    What was in a WWI backpack?
    What makes the Samurai sword so formidable?
    How many pieces were in a medieval knight's armor?
    Are there any completely amphibious vehicles?
    How do you drive a tank?

    Unfortunately it does not answer the question:
    Why is Jonathan Schulman such a damn nerd?
    Tuesday, August 27th, 2002
    1:19 am
    Mike's take on my hot French teacher
    Johny BagODonuts: How old is your French teacher?
    Militant Pancake: I dunno
    Militant Pancake: why d'you ask?
    Johny BagODonuts: Im gonna ask her out.
    Militant Pancake: NEAT!
    Johny BagODonuts: We can go get croissants together
    Militant Pancake: lol
    Militant Pancake: she's Italian, you can get an anti-pasta
    Johny BagODonuts: Ok, we can get spaghetti or some shit
    Militant Pancake: yeah
    Militant Pancake: some shit like that
    Johny BagODonuts: Ill be like "Do you have any Italian in you?" and shell be like "Yeah, I'm full-blooded Italian actually." And ill be all like "So... wanna fuck?"
    12:38 am
    Alright, I'll just say it: My French teacher's kinda hot.
    Monday, August 26th, 2002
    11:11 pm
    The other night I dreamt that I went to Walmart to buy a toothbrush. How dumb is that?
    Wednesday, August 21st, 2002
    11:21 pm
    I'm Johnny Bravo

    Well when I get done with you, you won't be Johnny NOTHIN'!

    ...Wow... That wasn't even... clever...

    HA!

    Current Mood: amused
    2:33 am
    Looks like that's all for tonight. Until next time, this is Ryan, Jon, and Stephanie signing off on another episode of "We Laugh at Your Drama".

    G'NIGHT!
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