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Greg, Me, Grigori and Damian spent the majority of last night drooling over some pr0n that Greg was downloading from an ftpbot archive somewhere (all movies).

Darryl said he'd put me on, and depending on how busy things get for him while he is in Brisbane I'll get some money out of it.

Work today has so far been interesting. I'm refilling ink cartridges for them; the power is shut off until 11:30 (which is why I'm home now, for lunch). I bought some rum balls last time I was there, and thought they might still be here. "They're in the freezer" they said. It turned out to be a prank: they replaced the rum balls with a dead cane toad. I think I'll go along with the joke and see if they are hiding them elsewhere.

How did I end up working at a bush school again? These guys freak me out. Apart from the cane toad prank, one of the teachers said as she walked out the door with gloves on: "Its slicing day today." Huh? "Every year we go out and cut up cane toads." Fantastic. I saw what they were doing on my way out. My mind was screaming "Don't come back! Don't come back! They are loooooonies!!".

Like I said, interesting day.


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Dec. 11th, 2000 09:15 pm (UTC)
Testosterone Unlimited
Good to know that Testosterone is still alive and well in these times :PP PS Did you get my ICQ message about going to uni?
Dec. 11th, 2000 09:20 pm (UTC)
As long as they dont fry and consume them at a later date.
If theres one thing that scares me more than country town people, its people in schools.

combined, its enough to keep me under the sink all christmas.
Dec. 12th, 2000 12:54 am (UTC)
I wasn't drooling, dammit. Those were comedy videos.

Well, that and they reminded me that I shouldn't be in some shitty little hole staring at a grimy screen with some crackwhore on it when I could be with someone who actually likes me. As in, friends and stuff.

Pleh. Porn is so pointless.
Dec. 12th, 2000 01:51 am (UTC)
AND I missed out on Big Train.

Oh well, the CounterStrike was fun.
Dec. 12th, 2000 03:40 pm (UTC)
The computer lab we were in was very clean, air conditioned, and the screen didn't look that grimy to me.

Pr0n serves a purpose; whether its some crackwhore or a single mother earning some extra cash (I don't care either way) its an easy, brainless outlet for my sexual frustration.
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