It's Fun to Play Pretend
Quandaries- Why do my bosses keep using the word "integrate?" Do they really know what it means?
- At what point did it become acceptable for my hair to start growing in curly? That's just weird.
- Why does the dentist always try to converse with you when he has his whole fist in your mouth?
- Do you ever notice that all slow elderly men driving in traffic are wearing some sort of hat?
- Capris--why would I wear pants that cut my legs off at their thickest point, making me look even shorter?
I'm aware that I haven't updated this page, in, well, years. The reason is that I have a NEW blog, and I've been seeing it behind THIS blog's back. I'm keeping this website up because I realize it's random and strange, and, well, so am I, but if you want to read my day-to-day bitching you can go to http://www.actionfigurestepho.com. That's right, kids, copy and paste it into your browsers, and enjoy! I'm not quite sure exactly what I'm going to do with this monstrosity of a webpage. Apparently when I started whoring myself out to the blogging world I had an innordinate fondness for large .gif wallpapers and bright neon colors. Wait, did I say whoring? I meant SHARING. Yes. *shifty eyes* I guess I'll figure out what to do with this sometime in the near future, when it's not 6:17 in the morning and my mind isn't already halfway at work. Oh, and if you're a spammer, stop signing my guestbook because I can't remember the access code and I always spend twenty minutes trying to figure out how to log in to view the entries. That being said, here is my guestbook:
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!!!Disclaimer!!!!! Read First, Before You Tell Me I Have Issues
Dorm Room Fine Cuisine
The Web of Bitterness
Things That Make Me Go Hmmmm.
A Few of my Theories. And other such nonsense.
Some Special People in my Life
Writings of the Literarily Unrefined.
Teeny Bopper Hell (Save the Little Girls)
Freezer Popsicles for the Soul (NEW!!!)
The Obligatory Page of Personality
The College Page
Memoirs of a Dairy Mart Clerk (Warning! Hatred-Filled)
Sometimes I have really good ideas. Of course, sometimes they're also really BAD, too.....
A Distasteful Ode to Privacy
I went back to my city...and my city was gone....
Pub Golf, the best sport ever.
A Page for Denmark
If you think I'm a candidate for mood-altering drugs.....you ain't seen the half of it.
Personal Blog---NEW!
Updates! New stuff on December 11, 2006
