very depressing alison.

question time, does anyone have a turbo controller for the snes?
and also can I borrow it, I want to do the level building trick for final fantasy 3 (and I'm guessing that anyone with a turbo controller knows what I mean)

finally, has anyone ever hear of kids show? it's an adult parody of sesame street, and pretty fucked up. you can download the whole episode here.

"Where do babies come from?... Lebanon!"

Forget about being served, where's the bombs at? Set it up. Lets not bring up that rights business. Got no rights foo! Fuck. Lets fan the flames here, light the fucking roof up. BURN! Tay where are you when we need bombs. Fukin vidale sassoon isn't enuff for this kind of shit. Fuckin need a torch carried by Sylvester down here. Import fire. That's what i'm talkin about.

*sigh* urban ducks have so many challenges to deal with... I love how there's a car bumper and exhaust pipe right there too. What I want to know is why the human taking the pictures didn't do anything about it before they all fell through. I'm sure those ducklings were just given up on and the mother left them... but then what do I know anyway?

Don't worry, it's not as bad as you think.

Douglas Adams reincarnated...

Al, I validate my own existance. I don't need you to do it for me. If you are so desperate for acceptance that you try to get it from others by validating their existance, you're leaving yourself in a rather lonely and unfortunate position. We won't always be here to validate your tired lack of self-esteem. Learn to find acceptance from yourself. The rest falls into place after that.

Validating your existence and your reason for posting.

Your dark soul is mine...

You liked the movie: play the game

And, since I'm probably the only person in the world using this version of the browser, FireFox 0.8 for the Mac OSX can handle any image it pleases.

umm... to get in on the browser bandwagon, my browser (Safari 1.2.2 v 125.7) (version 125.7? at least they're honest...) can't read the pictures either.


and on another note... I arrived at the office to find everything stacked on top of my furniture and the floors a pitifully mottled excuse for powercleaned. I wish they had told me they were doing this, I would've moved things for them. As it stands, I'm sure they didn't get everything anyway. and our pamphlet cart went on a trip of its own... to another hallway! Last year it was a filing cabinet, this year a pamphlet cart... what next?