Okay, today was the Cowboy deadline. But I didn't see him today. And I think I'll only see him on Tuesday, the 10th. So I don't know what the point of the deadline was. So the tenth, that's when Cowboy gets his big cash.
"The Bank"
I withdrew cash today. Ask Greg about this. Any time it's me vs. the ATM, it's bad news. The ATM kicks my ass. I don't know what to do. How long does it take me Greg? 5 minutes? I didn't even put in my pin number or nothing, until after. It had to ask me again and stuff. Terrible. Anyway, now that I have money, I can pay back my substantial debts, and finance a possible Cowboy luncheon on Tuesday. Lookin good!
"Waterboy"
Tonight, Me, Carey, Greg, Reese, Kristine, Jon, another Jon, and The Mang (nah, joking. no more wars) went to see Waterboy. The Adam Sandler movie. It was pretty stupid, but yet, choke funny. Many classic lines. Somethings wrong with HIS medulla oblongata! Rrrrrrr,,,,,,, ARRRRHHHHAHHHHH!!! What's the secret to your success? Well, well, the uh the uh center snaps the ball, and he uh gives it to uh the quaterback, and I try to hit the quaterback. But sometimes he gives it some uh another guy, in which case i try to hit him. Look for a guest appearance by soon to be WWF superstar "The Giant" as Captain Insano.
"Fang"
Well Fang has done it again. This time, I small kine snapped at him. I finally broke. Tensions are rising, and I might just destroy him one day. He'll say something, and I'll just get choke pissed, and Superfly off my bed, and take him down onto his desk, and break through it.
Fang bought some posters the other day, and he was very pleased with them. What kind of posters? Communist posters. That's right, Fang's as red as they get. It's a red poster featuring the hammer and sickle of the Soviet Union, with a lot of Russian writing that I can only assume to be Communist propaganda. To go along with this, he bought a picture of some Mexican guy, Che (Chaves?). What Fang is doing with these posters, I do not know. First of all, he thinks they're cool. He bought them from some one I can only assume to be crazy on Sproul Plaza (home of Crazy Indonesian man, Rick Starr, Preacher Eddie, Crazy Born Again Man, etc.). He says, hey isn't this cool? I immediately forbade him from using my tape to hang them up. I don't want his damn Commie rhetoric in my room. I am offended by it, but I am accepting it. I am against the authoritarian Stalinist purges and Cold War environment that these posters advocate. Very poor Fang. And the thing is, I know for fact that he has no views onthe issue at all. He just thinks it's cool. He can't read Russian. How the hell does he know what is on that poster? And he's not Mexican. How does he know who Che is, or what he has done? F---in idiot. He's Chinese! If he were going to be Communist, I want to see Mao, not hammer and sickle. He doesn't even understand the basic idea. That's extra piss off.
And then, he went and called his friend in Utah. He complained about his job. Fang works for some sort of UC publications. He gets paid commision. When he was talking, he was complaining about how he "has to work, and can't slack off." What the f--- do you think it is? He has recieved three verbal reprimands. One for talking to a co-worker, which isn't too bad. But the others are for reading a magazine and playing a video game. And the thing is, he gets MAD that his boss scolds him for doing this! He thinks it's his f---in right to read magazines and play video games during work! Like thats his f---in job! S---! I was pissed as hell. I started yelling at him, and I'm sure his friend could hear me. I just yelled at him, "You idiot, what the f--- do you think it is?" He lives in a dream world in his gumdrop house on lolipop lane. Like, damn fool! THEN he has the nerve to complain that while he works on commission, he only got paid 90 bucks in two weeks. Of course you're not going to get paid a lot if you expect to go in and do s---! Use your f---in brain! Damn idiot.
"Fang and the Hall Guys"
The hall guys got the better of Fang today. They created an advanced scheme for trapping Fang in the bathroom. Now, being in the ghetto, our bathroom knob falls off on the inside. So if you're inside, you don't have the knob, and the door is closed, you're essentially trapped. The hall guys decided to trap Fang. They took the handle off, and closed the door. Then they invited Fang for a "Fruit Fight" which essentially consisted of James throwing a banana at Fang. The banana exploded, and James said, "Hey Fang! Bananas stain! You better go wash that off!" So Fang agrees, and goes in the bathroom to wash his shirt off. And he gets trapped inside. They don't let him out for maybe 15 minutes. Meanwhile, Cody starts banging on the door and saying, "Hey! Let me in! I have to use the bathroom! My parents didn't pay for this!" And Fang, trapped inside, could only get pissed at this mockery of his situation. It was funny stuff.
"Fang's Latest Purchase"
Fang also complained about how his 90 dollars are already wasted. Well, you spent $15 on two posters that you don't even understand... And Fang also decided to invest in two 40s of Mickey's malt liquor. My hope is that he drinks one 40 at one time. This will undoubtedly cause him to die (as one Boones has been known to
f--- him up pretty good), and that'd be pretty dope.
"Sorry for the complaining"
Look at this hypocritical Bip. Complaining about Fang's complaining. It's a vicious circle. But whatever.
"To Julie"
UCLA is number 1? In whose book? In the book that they almost lost to OSU? In the book that they got dog luck, and won with 30 seconds? Please, evaluate and re-assess such claims. Meanwhile, Cal got spanked by ASU. But Stanford also lost. And what is up with OSU anyway? How can they almost beat us, UCLA, and UW? This is prepostorous. Well, I don't want to start anymore drama, so let's keep it to that. Next up, Zona. Reid and Happy are entitled some trash talking. Just not too much. Let's open the forum. "Arizona sucks, we're going to beat them. Go Hit Squad. Cal Band Great. What time? What time? It's Vedder time." Discuss.
That's all for tonight. Until next time, diamonds are forever, and so is Bipster.
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