Skip to main content

B is for Texts (Audio Commentary)



pax.

tracy j h

Comments

  1. KaiyahSeptember 26, 2009 at 8:14 AM

    ok lol a good laugh as always...but i really...REALLY didnt need to see you swallw that piece of...paper was it?lmao omg...hey...invest in a BB i have probably over 500texts n my hone...never deleteda single one yet...loads of memory for loads of self texts...yay BB! <3 btw...hw was the poetry reading? kedar invited me and i really wanted to come but unfortunately...i didnt make it... :'( ... btw...why am i tellin you all of this here???hmmm...

    ReplyDelete
  2. tracy jSeptember 28, 2009 at 12:00 PM

    girl.... i've got a friend who's been telling me to upgrade the phone given how i tend to use it. of course, i'm always worried about... breakage.

    just last week, i hid the phone under a sheet, then i FLUFFED the sheet, thus sending the Nokia FLYING across the room. crashed/mashed... into pieces and guess what fixed AND BACK TO NORMAL. would a Berry be so kind? :-)

    ReplyDelete
  3. KaiyahSeptember 29, 2009 at 1:34 PM

    LOL true...true everytime my berry slips and flies out my hand my heart jumps into my throat and i proceed to get a heart attack hahaha but what can i say???i luv the bery! :)i remember havin a me2 though but sum punks stole it! funny thing is i had my berry in my pocket along with my cam...and my mp3...but for some cosmic reason they only got to the me2...gosh i miss that phne :S

    ReplyDelete
  4. bionic.freshOctober 1, 2009 at 12:07 PM

    rofl @ stealing a B, i mean B is for stealing, no i mean stealing a BB...well not stealing a BB, but instead a ME=MC² no no a ME2!!!

    my word!

    anyhoozie, i do declare matey, if ur to upgrade...go with an N83, u can update ur blogspot from rite there...once u hook up the net to it, heh heh. plus u gots loads of storage as well...text[draft], notepad, MWord[Qword] and such and so forth.

    anyway, dam homie i wish i had video editin stuff like u...the human technology evades my grasp....:-( anyway, with Google at my side....earth ownership will soon be ours....then mine!!!!! muwa muwa muwawawawawaaaaa

    ReplyDelete
  5. KaiyahOctober 2, 2009 at 5:30 AM

    buh wda is dis KEDAR! lol hahahah hw u goin hunny?long time no see...i was gonna harass u in admin the other day O_o hehehe...

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

B is for Loving Boys

90's boy love - Joey n Chandler.... a moment of randomness between Catharsis videos There are boys I love . And they love me. And we’re open about it. Just last Saturday I got a text message from one of those boys who said “I love you too man” in response to something I said. My boys are artists, artistes, atheists, and agirl (who is in fact one of the boys so hence the addition to the category) fathers, brothers and high school musicals (Jed and Umar will get that one – lol). We share ideas, music, random nothingness and Brent Worthington . We approve, reprove and listen to each other. I think the girl that I end up with must in fact be like the boys I love. Good looks aside… please… have some substance. One of my boys is appalled that I watched Gossip Girl (if you’re going to bash it… know what it is first) and has for this [and other minor reasons] jokingly labeled me a homosexual. But he who looks like Miley Cyrus with rainbow bandanas should not talk [chuckles]. I love my
Post a Comment
Read more

JUSTICE LEAGUE SPOILER-FREE ISH REVIEW!

Post a Comment
Read more

B is for The Hand of Gordon (Act 8)

8. And Gordon did look upon the face of the actor, standing at his door. Wet, cold and angry. Gordon invited him in but he refused. He wagged his finger, trying to gather both thought and breath. Gordon turned away for a moment and returned with a towel and a glass. Whisky and water. Mixed. The actor took a sip and was sated some. Presently, he began to yell: “WHAT WERE YOU THINKING, GORDON?! WHA… WH… WHAT YOU DO THAT FOR?!” The actor wept. Gordon, not missing a beat took his sketchbook and showed it to the actor. His wet, nubby fingers thumbed through the book growing ever more confused as he did. Gordon’s notes were likened to a physician’s and, quite possibly, only a physician could have possibly been able to decipher it. Possibly. “I don’t understand your handwriting.” “I do. I know what I’m doing.” The finality of that answer was… comforting but the actor required more. “You still have more of that whisky mix-thing?” Gordon turned from his guest, smiling to himself
2 comments
Read more