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Guest The Old Me
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Dear diary,

 

it is Wednesday 9/17/03 at 11:49 a.m. and I'm at work, but not working...hehe!

 

 

 

My neck hurts badly this morning. I'm too young for pain like this.

 

 

 

I am going to the mountains with my friends this weekend. I hope the hurricane doesn't get us. It's a 4 hour drive, so I'll pack the Milton Bradley travel pack for sure.

 

 

I hope to be back with more updates soon. Please get me through my day, diary!

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Guest The Old Me
Posted

Dear Diary,

 

It is 9/17/03, 12:04 p.m., and some smartass is making fun of my blog.

 

 

What a terrible day.

 

 

Please send me love, oh diary.

Guest The Old Me
Posted
Zack Malibu

 

There, I was first to sign the guestbook.

Thanks Zack!

 

*wipes tear from eye*

Guest The Old Me
Posted

Dear Diary,

 

9/17/03 at 12:35 p.m.,

 

I would never stain you with my warm and gooey man juices.

 

Hogwash.

 

Hold me, diary.

Guest The Old Me
Posted

Dear Diary,

 

9/17/03 12:47 p.m.,

 

Please teach me how to spell "website."

 

Thanks.

Guest The Old Me
Posted

Dear Diary,

 

9/17/03 12:55 p.m.,

 

Everywhere I go, people want to touch me, be like me, walk like me and talk like me.

 

I tell them it's an acquired taste, but they do not listen.

 

Then, when a doodle punk chump points a finger like a stump, I tell him STEP OFF, I'm doin the hump.

 

Ease my pain, diary.

Posted

Dear Diary,

 

It was all a dream. I used to read Word Up magazine. Salt & Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine.

 

Hangin' pictures on my wall. Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl.

 

I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped.

 

Now I need a new copy. Dammit.

Guest The Old Me
Posted

Dear Diary,

 

9/17/03, 1:03 p.m.,

 

Please help my friend Zack with his broken cassette. He's very upset.

 

Please diary, make me stronger.

Posted

Deary Diary,

 

Thank you for the new cassette. I didn't want to have to download the songs, for fear that the Big Bad RIAA would force me to take out a second mortgage on my house just to listen to "Big Poppa".

Guest The Old Me
Posted

Dear Diary,

 

9/17/03 2:15 p.m.,

 

My neck still hurts. One of my female co workers rubbed it for me. I got a boner. God was I embarassed.

Guest The Old Me
Posted

Dear Diary,

 

9/17/03 2:20 p.m.,

 

After seeing the bulge in my pants, my female co worker showed me a bulge in her pants.

 

Oh diary, I have never been so frightened.

Posted

Dear Diary:

 

No one ever rubs my neck at work. Whut- D - Fuck?

 

Is it because I end every sentence with Whut - D - Fuck?

 

Or is it because I refuse to spell "what" and "the" correctly.

 

Whut - D - Fuck?

Guest The Old Me
Posted

Dear Diary,

 

9/17/03 3:51 p.m.,

 

It's been a while since we spoke, diary. I have a secret. Can you keep it?

 

I <3 Barron.

 

He's soooo dreamy.

 

He gives me butterflies.

 

I'm in love, diary.

Guest The Old Me
Posted

Dear Diary,

 

9/17/03 6:23 p.m.,

 

I came to the forums tonight, and saw some Extreme loving idiot.

 

I think Barron looked at me in the hall today. He's a stud.

 

I wish he'd ravish my body while watching ROH and creaming his shorts about a ***** MOTYC.

Guest TheGame2705
Posted

Dear Diary,

 

9/17/03 11:06 pm

 

I thought about New Me today. It made me feel good inside. I might post again in the cock thread for him. It makes him happy.

Guest The Old Me
Posted

Dear Diary,

 

9/17/03 11:22 p.m.,

 

I am wanted by a man.

 

Help.

Guest The Grand Pubah of 1620
Posted
Dear Diary:

 

The New Me said he was going to shoot himself and end the misery.

 

I supported his decision. As well as his decision to first eat some of Games ass hair.

Seconded!

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