Archive for February, 2003

Artistically Abstract

Thursday, February 27th, 2003

One of my bigger fears in life is that my burgeoning, youthful breasts could soon develop self-supporting breasts of their own. As a measure against this possibility, Adam and I joined the local gym a few months ago.
I’d never even stepped into a gym before let alone worked out in one, so I was rather […]

Sunday, February 23rd, 2003

I forgot to mention - Adam has fully recovered from his stomach bug, which is cool :)
Although I believe he still prefers to consider the experience an epic battle against an evil invader, in which the muscular hero is forced to confront the enemy within, so to speak. At any rate, he won, and it […]

“I’m Jerk-ing Off to E-mo-tions” (sung to trill escalation of four octaves)

Sunday, February 23rd, 2003

When you’re fifteen and growing up in a surf resort-esque town, it’s uneasy to shake the belief that you’re the sole homo in the world, if not the feeling that you’re the only homo who doesn’t slot politely into a pastel-pink stereotype placeholder. Fortunately, grunge was the big thing at the time, so self-loathing was […]

Just a Nip Thanks Luv

Sunday, February 23rd, 2003

Somewhat related to my current obsession over Jerk, I’ve noted that their singer seems to have the least nipple of any man I’ve ever seen.

The Fabulon Adventures of Adam

Sunday, February 2nd, 2003

It was among the cacophany of a bar with a poorly-defined target market that Adam reached out for his beer.
Our mate Jack noted a large burn on Adam’s arm with interest as he made this motion. ‘What happened there?’ he prodded the limb in question.
After the screaming ceased and the roof of the hotel had […]

This is why I am hesitant about working in online advertising again

Saturday, February 1st, 2003

Dumb ads like this: