tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771595.post111493593432350057..comments2023-04-03T06:42:51.447-04:00Comments on Tabula Rasa: Going through EmotionsWendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173001485763309117noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771595.post-1115047551631410422005-05-02T11:25:00.000-04:002005-05-02T11:25:00.000-04:00Hey, I'm up during normal daylight hours. I just d...Hey, I'm up during normal daylight hours. I just don't catch up with the online world until late...<BR/><BR/>Robert, early morning at Sterling? Neato. I could tape copies of the newspaper to my car, for maximum irony. (Would irony be correct to use there? Where's my girlfriend/copy editor when I need her?) Plus, I don't want to get blood all over the hood. Blood would eat paint, wouldn't it? No, that's frying an egg, never mind.<BR/><BR/>I'm glad my empty threat has entertained you. In all honesty, however, I could give a rat's ass about you, your ideological battle against Sidelines, or the funny hat you might be wearing right this moment. I just care about cheering my friend up, even if just a little. If brandishing my white, 1998 Plymouth Neon (voted most likely to <I>fucking kill the driver</I> several years in a row!) is what will do it, then by god, I shall.<BR/><BR/>I <I>probably</I> won't hit you though. I can't afford to fix my car right now. Oh, and jail time. Jail time would be bad too.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771595.post-1115028454577975332005-05-02T06:07:00.000-04:002005-05-02T06:07:00.000-04:00Doesn't anyone read my blog during normal daylight...Doesn't anyone read my blog during normal daylight hours? I mean, granted, I'm usually asleep then, although today I did wake up and go outside just in time to watch the sun start to set. <BR/><BR/>In reference to Robert Curtis (what happened to Fucking? I mean, it flowed so nicely), I am usually up until 6 a.m. as well, which, according to Matt (not Matthew), makes me "more debaucherous than I thought." Sweet.<BR/><BR/>Enough of the procrastination - I need to do my freakin' Risk Management final before the insurance gods insist I be sacrificed in some volcano, and as we all know, my biggest fear is volcanoes. Liquid rock. Yikes!<BR/>~Wendy Motherfucking CaldwellWendyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12173001485763309117noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771595.post-1115021328212182252005-05-02T04:08:00.000-04:002005-05-02T04:08:00.000-04:00(For the record, I believe this is the second time...(For the record, I believe this is the second time I have ever seen your blog, the first being the anti-anti-sidelines group blog.)<BR/> Whoa, that's completely unfair, You posted what I said on facebook, to you personally, at 7 AM drunk as hell and twisted it into a personal attack in the public square (although I don't remember talking shit about Hendersonville like that, but it's kinda funny nonetheless). Now that I have a disclaimer out, here's what I would say if I was going to put something out on the public square.<BR/><BR/><BR/>I am the evil Nemesis. Wow, I need to get a life right about now. But Wendy need not fret for I shall'nt degrade myself to using personal attacks in an ideological battle. besides, I'm always right so why would I need to? Seriously though, I am a complete ass, but I have better things to do than to try to make girls cry. It's amazing how many people have threatened to hurt me though, I'm flattered. If you really find the time to, I live at Sterling and I'm usually up until about 6 in the morning, and my phone #'s online. <BR/> Hell, I almost kinda like Wendy, she was good enough to write me back and all that stuff and unlike a lot of guys that I know she has the balls to challenge people. It's the paper that I don't like and empty threats on my life.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771595.post-1115019699750348002005-05-02T03:41:00.000-04:002005-05-02T03:41:00.000-04:00I saw the crap that jerk from the anti-Sidelines g...I saw the crap that jerk from the anti-Sidelines group posted on the post below. I don't know about some people, but kicking someone on their personal ground, while they're down, is about as low as someone can go. I won't stand for it, and I'm sure anyone who cares about you won't, either.<BR/><BR/>If I ever spot the guy, I'm going to smudge him into the asphalt. My car might only be a tiny little plastic thing, but it'll make a good go of things.<BR/><BR/>Besides, what's a little damage to my front bumper when it means that I'm helping a friend? ^^Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com