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April 24, 2003 - 11:30 PM

Internet Madness

Internet Madness

The shit! The shit is goin' down! The internet shit is goin' down…

This last week or two have been wrought with a bunch of weird internet shit for me.

I think is started when the lovely Peth decided to buy me something off my Amazon wish list. Since she knows me so very well, she bought me the DVD of Heathers (and I thank her muchly for it). Well, little did I know that when someone buys something off my wish list it will be shipped to "Bitchelicious" at my address. A couple days after I received it, our mail carrier informed Blandman that everyone at our local post office had a good laugh about the name. I guess everyone who works at my P.O. now thinks I am a freak.

The second internet weirdness happened when I bought a CD.

RUIN was one of the best hardcore punk bands ever to come out of Philly. These guys were too ahead of their time and would have cleaned the floor with "punk" bands like Green Day. Unfortunately because they were too ahead of their time (and the singer apparently turned into a junky) they broke up in 1987 without realizing much national fame. Around 1997 the had a ReUnIoN show and decided to put everything they ever released on vinyl onto a CD.

Now I loved the singer "Vosco" Tom Adams so when I found a site where he himself was selling the CD, I thought, "Cool!" and decide to fork over $12 of my hard earned drug money to him through Paypal. The Thursday after ordering the CD he sent me an email telling me I should have it by Monday. Then Monday came and went. When the next Monday rolled around I emailed him asking where my CD was. At this point I'm thinking, "Did Vosco use my $12 for drugs? Or strippers? Or crack whores?" I guess he sense that I was a little upset, emailed an apology, refunded my money and sent me a free CD which I received. Now I feel bad and am considering sending him the $12 again.

Then I ordered a couple of things from cafepress.

"Calamity" Jon Morris is an excellent comic artist and he also has a very funny livejournal. I discovered his livejournal through the one that Manning Krull maintains. Manning is also a comic artist. But I have to say Jon Morris is one of the most consistently funny people I've ever read on the internet. I <3 him. I <3 him so much that I took his dare and bought a babydoll tee and a thong from his cafepress site just so that he would be obliged to send me original drawings. I sent he a nice picture of myself wearing the items and he sent me back a nice email that began "Holy Cats, I think I swallowed my gum." He has indeed agreed to send me a few original drawings based on what I want. He won't be able to start them for a while so I get to think about it for a while. Now I have to write back to him. I suggest you all go see for yourselves what a genius this man is.

OK, that part wasn't weird, but it is all part of the internet madness that I am experiencing.

Then the next thing was that I was googling my email ID and came across some old shit from newsgroups. Now I never chatted in newsgroups but about 6 years ago my email showed up in one of them – flooding the group with garbage. Seems that some teen aged shithead was using my email address to fuck with the alt.goth people. I got some flack for it and we contacted my provider about it. Apparently he is still up to similar shit in the newsgroups. As long as he isn't using my email address again, I should probably let it go, but, man, it is bugging me. I so want to fuck with him, but I can't think of anything. I had almost forgotten that he existed until my stupid google search.

And then this weekend Blandman reminded me of my internet chatting past. he mentioned a chat site that I had abandoned about 3 years ago. Again, I had almost forgotten that it existed.

Starting in about 1992 or 1993, my brother introduced me to the world of online chat. For a while it was fun until the fuckwits started coming out in full force. People who either fought with everyone else in the room, or flooded the room with garbage if things weren't going their way or lying about shit in an arrogant and annoying manner. There was this one particular guy called "Joe" that used to tell everyone that he was rich and young and single and had some mysterious government job. Now, I don’t' have a problem with people lying, whatever. The problem I had with him is how whenever he told you this stuff he did it with an attitude of "I'm better then you." Eventually someone who knew the truth about him (that he was married and had 3 kids and sold cars) told me and I ratted him out to the rest of the chatters. Perhaps I was wrong to do it, but I think I just wanted him to go away and thought ratting him out might do that. Instead it just turned into an ugly battle.

Anyway, after Blandman mentioned the site to me, I decided to go have a look to see if anyone was there that I used to know. Not surprisingly the chat room was empty but the message board had a lot of activity and some from people I recognized. I looked back in the archives and lo and behold someone is looking for information about me! I suspect that is "Joe" based on certain clues in the message. I set up a hotmail account and leave a message fir him. I get one email saying "Oh, no, it's OK, I remember who you are now. blah blah blah," signed anonymous. I email him back trying to bait him and it didn't work. Oh, well. I should probably leave it alone. But I so want to fuck with this guy.

At this point I've probably lost most of you…

One more thing, B&D chat rooms are so stupid. I've been lurking about in Gorean chat room because of things I can't get into right now concerning people I know. Man, that shit is so stupid. Not only do you have to conform to all these dumb B&D rules like "Subs can definitely not talk back to Doms" and "Subs have to approach Doms in a particular way" and "subs have to ask permission from Doms to fart"…Oy vey! But with this stupid Gorean stuff you have to learn a whole 'nother vocabulary. Shit. Stupid bondage role playing dorks.

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