:: Dain's blog of eternal stench. ::

:: Saturday, November 02, 2002 ::

Welcome to the Weekly Dain News.

Today's top story, Paul Plays Diablo all day and neglects his friends in favor of his computer. He says it is because he does not have gas, and therefore can not drive.

In other news, Josh is fat. Okay, that's not really news. And he's not as fat as Paul.

This Just in: If you brag about having sex with your girlfriend, you are an asshole. No one cares about your sex life, you stupid shit. Telling your non-having-sex friends that you are having sex is NOT being a good boyfriend, and is also NOT being a good friend. Sex is a private affair. You don't go telling everyone you know about it.

This has been the Weekly Dain News. Goodnight.
:: Dain 12:46 PM [+] ::
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:: Dain 2:17 PM [+] ::
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I've been thinking that I still hate men. They're always taking advantage of women, treating them like shit, and bragging about how much pussy they're getting. Who the fuck cares how much pussy you fucking get. Seriously, how does being an asshole make you a better person than me?

Fuck it. As of this moment, I'm not taking it anymore. If you refer to me as a "man", I will probably get pissed off. I am not a "man." I am merely male.

Note: This is not at all related to anyone I know. I just got thinking last night. Actually, now that I think about it, it is sort of related to one person I know. But pretty much all of us think he's an asshole.
:: Dain 4:52 PM [+] ::
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Well, tonight was... semi-fun.

Josh and I hung out down at Mac's for a couple hours and we talked about a varying number of subjects that were pissing us both off. We also talked about how we're both looking for like.. the exact same things in a relationship.

At one point, due to being cold, I was wrapped up in my coat in foetal position. Then, I attempted to get and leaned forward. Unfortunately, I was too far forward on the bench and ended up falling off the bench... and rolled directly into Josh's spit.

Josh and I just couldn't stop laughing. And you all missed it :P
:: Dain 11:09 PM [+] ::
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Well... I just had quite the long conversation with Saree about things...

and stupidly forgot to save it so I could remember exactly what I said... christ.. I'm an idiot sometimes.

There were so many things said in that conversation that I just needed to get out... some of which I needed to get out to a specific person...

And knowing my memory, I won't remember what half of them were tomorrow -_-...

I mean... I completely and totally forgot about one of the things I wanted to tell Tegan, and only just remembered it like.. 3 days ago.

Maybe Saree will remember more of it... and can remind me... or something...
:: Dain 11:42 PM [+] ::
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