I could do it if I was working all week. That basically entails me working all day and then going out at night. It's when I am bored with nothing to do that I come on the Cafe.
I ain't no suit-wearin' businessman like you... you know I'm just a gangsta I suppose... - Avon Barksdale
Well, the only thing I'm scared that you posted was the reason why I'm not there...I sort of don't want anyone knowing why I haven't been on there until the week is up, and then I can explain myself...so otherwise, no biggie.
He did mention it...
Eh, I 'spose I can delete that part. But my naked pictures will STAY!
Yeah, those were definitely scary.
I thought they were classy myself. But eh, can't please everyone I 'spose.
I could go Cafe-less for a week. I could go MySpace-less for a week. I could go without the whole damn computer for a week. Any longer than a week though, and that's when the riots begin. When people go 'Cuna-less for too long, bad things happen. I feel it is my responsibility to make sure that the world is a safer place for my babies.
'CUNA-MANIA IS RUNNING WILD! "You will be a king here, instead of a peasant at the Cafe."
UTLonghorns wrote:Thought I'de bring this back up, hows it coming MB?
78 1/2 hours - No MySpace! I'm almost halfway home.
I also haven't talked to any of the girls from there on AIM or the phone either...so hopefully they're starting to get worried about me.
Only sucky thing is that one of them has a birthday in two days...I basically won't be able to say anything to her unless she calls me (fat chance since she's going to Florida tomorrow for a week), so I guess she'll just have to wait until next Monday.
During my time away from there, I have ran 12 miles, sat out in the sun twice (got moderately burnt ), gotten screwed over in poker a few times, played some guitar, and have done 135 pushups (I did 50 today! yes, I'm a weakling).
And I've also been on the Cafe a ton and made two song impersonations. I really do enjoy that; I'll have to see what I can do tomorrow. Then this weekend I'll probably go to a couple baseball games in Pittsburgh. Finishing out the string will be a piece of cake.
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