Okay, so maybe this is only funny to me because I am a HUGE X-Files fan with a sad, sad, SAD addiction to Passions, but this was spotted in an XF Recap poll at Mighty Big TV:
Best idea for an X-Files spin-off?
A Passions- inspired soap opera, in which Mulder gets a living doll sidekick, Scully accidentally marries CSM, Skinner and Doggett relive their past-life romances (including a stint on the Titanic every week, and Moronica talks to trees.

"It's not rape if they blink twice for yes." --Jim Norton of O&A fame

"I hope he gets run over by a one horse open sleigh with razor blade attachments."

GOD HELP THE WORLD

Gary: oh, btw, (other than a car) like, what do ya want for xmas?
Jen: LOL... dont laugh...
Jen: a GI Joe doll
Jen: seriously
Gary: LOL
Gary: great...you're gonna make me go to toys r us...and buy a gi joe doll :P
Gary: heh..alright...if ya don't change your mind, then you're gonna get a GI Joe doll
Jen: LOL awesome
Jen: I've wanted one for so long... it's like a repressed childhood desire or something
Jen: no one ever got me one because little girls werent supposed to have GI Joe dolls.... yet my parents let me have Ghostbusters action figures
Gary: LOL... You want like.... a Jen doll or somethin to act out fantasies with or anything? :P
Jen: LOL!!!

Vic: er... jen
Vic: ...
Jen: hm?
Vic: the survey you sent two weeks ago?
Jen: yah?
Vic: there's no number 13
Jen: LOL. there's always a number missing on those things
Jen: or maybe Stan's just saying hi.
Vic: LOL
Vic: but he's YOUR fuck buddy
Jen: ROTFL!!
Jen: fuck buddy?
Jen: oh, good. I'm fucking the Prince of Darkness and no one bothered to tell me.
Vic: LOL

Why is Wil Wheaton so cute? sigh.

From December 7th, 2000
Vic: once upon a time there was a cow named betsy... tag you're it
Jen: but she was red
Vic: so red that she would even glow.
Jen: LOL. farmer boob put her on his lawn as a christmas decoration
Jen: BOB
Jen: LMAO
Vic: betsy was so very sad, being subjugated, and my a guy named boob, no less. but fortunately, just the salvation came...
Vic: then, rather :P
Jen: that sentence is missing several words, isnt it
Vic: lol... let's try again...
Vic: betsy was so very sad, being subjugated, and by a guy named boob, no less. but fortunately, just then salvation came... (better?)
Jen: (yes) just then, Jesus Christ arrived, and sang betsy a show tune.
Vic: (ROTFLMFAO!!!) he sang a song from jesus christ superstar, being a big egomanic and all. anyway, he led betsy off farmer boob's farm...
Jen: and they went to the local tavern. but the town butcher was there...
Vic: fortunately, betsy had the strength of ten men and one hoof up the ass sent the butcher on his way. the bright red cow and her messianic buddy then decided to take a trip to cancun where they found...
Jen: jen's friends getting drunk and doing table dances.
Vic: at least that's what jen and her friends thought. betsy and jesus realized that what was really happening was that an evil sock named thor had tricked everyone into doing....
Jen: the macarena. but just then, everyone realized they had drank the water and suddenly had to go to the bathroom
Vic: when everyone flushed the toilet at the same time, a gigantic imbalance occurred
Jen: and the world exploded.
Vic: THE END

Granted, I'm only halfway through the episode, but WHY is X-Files so blatantly ripping off Silence of the Lambs??? Gee, a doctor in a cell helping an FBI agent solve ritualistic serial murders.... WHERE have I seen this before? hmmm :P

Jen: OMG...
Jen: we don't have a final per se in Group Therapy (what I call my Interpersonal Communication class) but I found out what our final project is...
Vic: uh oh
Jen: we have to get up in the middle of the room and discuss what areas of our life are changing because of the class.... then we have to non-verbally act out what we are feeling at the moment. WTF.
Jen: now I have to stand in the middle of a room and MIME my feelings??
Vic: ROTFLMFAO!
Vic: blog that!
Jen: LOL ok
Jen: I cant believe this class is required for Crminal Justice majors
Vic: lol

From a conversation with my friend Jeff:

Jeff: oh god
Jeff: what did i do
Vic: hm?
Jeff: i downloaded the gap commercial song
Vic: ROTFL!!!!!

"When Lucy Lawless was twelve, she went to the theater to see the original Evil Dead, and when she walked out, she thought that the man who produced this movie had to be the sickest man to walk the earth. In 1998 she married him."

When I was a boy of 10
I had a very best friend
Ed was kind, with good intent
But just a little dif-fer-ent
Ooooohhh
Special Ed
Mama dropped him on his head
Now he's not so bright instead
He's a little bit special
Just a little bit special

We played tag and he'd get hurt
I'd play soldiers and he'd eat dirt
I liked math and spelling bees
Ed liked talking to the trees
Ooooohhh
Special Ed
Mama dropped him on his head
Now she keeps him in the shed
Cause he's a little bit special
A little bit special

I ran track, hung out in malls
Ed ran headfirst into walls
I had girls, and lots of clothes
Ed had names for all his toes
Ooooohhh
Special Ed
Mama dropped him on his head
Now he thinks he's a piece of bread
He's a little bit special
Just a little bit special

One day talking to special Ed
He grabbed a brick and he swung at my head
And as he laughed at me that's when I knew
Special Ed just made me special, too

And now I laugh as I count bugs
I give strangers great big hugs
Next to me Ed is fine
He's a, a fucking Einstein
Ohhhhhh
Special Ed and me
Now we're not right in the head, you see
Now we're not so bright instead
We're a little bit special
Just a little bit special
That bastard Ed made me special.

See? it's just proof we were meant to be friends... we're all the same STD.

whee.... I'm syphilis too.

Take the Affliction Test Today!

Vic: mmm. Wendy's.
Jen: :P shut up
Jen: do you know how long its been since I had Wendys??
Vic: lol
Jen: no, they had to build them all at least 10 miles away from my house
Jen: bah
Jen: ::cries::
Vic: fine. we'll have to go to a Wendy's next time we hang out
Jen: :)
Vic: we'll pretend it's exotic, cause these days, for you, it is
Vic: lol
Jen: LOL
Vic: eww... too much ketchup in my burger
Jen: ::licks the burger:: there you go
Vic: lol. eww
Vic: yours now
Jen: LOL... growing up my brothers used to steal food off my plate so I made it a habit to lick everything I planned on eating
Jen: i hate my family
Vic: lol
Vic: wow
Vic: mmm... a frosty
Jen: alright, are you doing this on purpose?
Jen: ::grins::
Vic: lol :-)
Vic: yes.
Jen: lol... fine...
Jen: oh, gee, look at this 6'1'' fireman that just appeared in my room... and I dont believe my house is burning down... wow, you certainly are ripped, Mr. Fireman... what's that? You're feeling warm? Sure! You can take your clothes off... I don't mind
JeffMulder: LOL

A hinged banana. Ooooh. How kinky.

The vending machine at school sells two packs of Reese's Peanut Butter Cups for 70 cents... That's, like, 10 seconds of pleasure. $4.20 a minute... Great, the vending machine may as well be a 1-900 phone sex line at that price: 1-900-PEA-NUTS

Gary: plane tickets aren't too bad if you order then like, months in advance
Gary: it's when you order then the night before you go that you get price raped
Jen: LOL what an image
Gary: hehe
Jen: I picture a big dollar sign holding a person down over the back of a chair.... the police arrive... lead $ away in handcuffs as the person (wrapped in a blanket) drinks coffee and shudders and gives the cops a statement
Jen: LOL my brain is soooo warped
Gary: LOL!!

*listens to n'sync sing the lyrics "we've got the gift of melody"* Who's "we"? Certainly not them.

I am so upset at this.

Figuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuured.

DRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNK

::gets out cake and ice cream and hides::

Watch as Gary Gallivo turns into zaftig Asian-American commedianne Margaret Cho. Ohhhh... ahhhh.

Alright.... Gary, how is Jen the father of your son? And how are you the mom? I'm assuming that makes you the mom, anyway.

ROTFL!!!!! Wow. ::applauds::

ooooOOOOOOOoooooooo I'm talking to you from the great beyond ooooooOOOOOOooooooo .... Bob Hope says hi..... OooooOOOOOooooooooo... wait, he isn't dead.... oh well.... OOOOOOOOooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOooooooo

Ok. Ask Gary. :P

Both. =)

do you want the Hustler version or the Roman Catholic Church approved version?

How would that work, Jen?

I'm not the father. I don't care what your lawyers say, Gary!!

Little boy Danny? Since when do you have a son, Gary? Last time I checked you were gay and you haven't mentioned adopting... Oh, sorry... *had* a son. So how exactly was he trampled by this pony? Was he just walking down the street or something?

What is your problem with cervines, Gary? You malign them so.

I wonder if I should be worried that they're finding anthrax only a half hour away from my home....

"Watch... I'll take my hat off... look at my thin skull and aged skin... turn the lights out, go ahead... you can watch my synapses firing... it's like a disco in my head!"

Vic: this room is TOO HOT
Jen: mine is too cold
Jen: maybe gary's is just right. :P
Vic: ROTFL!!!!!
Vic: thank you, mama bear

Poor Ozzy.

HELLYCOPTER

"sfdodsfoperierprkmretporem itss a bird itss a plane itss a hellycopter.... with ozzy osbourne insideofit... mmbop now its mine.... Jay Mohr is a Jew."

Me when I'm woken up before 12 noon. :P

Jen: WTF is flying over my house and causing the windows to shake??
Vic: my big cock, jen
Vic: LOL.
Jen: ROTFL!!
Jen: BLOG THAT
Jen: LMAO

from an AIM conversation with my friend Mark...
Jen: I want to be a knight at Medieval Times
Jen: I also want a pet seahorse
Mark: LOL
Jen: God, I'm weird
Mark: that's right

"The hills are alive with the sound OF music."

this is what the children in my town look like. :P

mmmm... I just had my 1000 milligram dose of ibuproferon... on an empty stomach.... such a picture of health am I. Did that make sense?

I'm posting this from AIM.... just put "blogbot" on your buddy list and type "/help" to find out the instructions... this rocks!!

::threatens you with a voodoo doll::

::watches you trip and shrieks and giggles like the mad queen he is, in response::

::backs away slowly, then runs away at full speed::

What do you *think* is up there? I save cold, HARD cash for real men. (LOL. I can't believe I just said that OR that i'm blogging it up.)

um, can you just write me a check instead?

I've hidden it up Kermit's ass. Go and get it, Jen. If you dare.

Where's my prize money?? :P

LOL. Congrats, you've actually managed to gross me out, Jen. Ewwwwww. I give up, you win.

Vic and Mr. Williams
Sittin' in a tree
K-I-S-S-I-N-G
First comes love,
Then comes marriage....
You're happy at first but then things go downhill
Then comes a lot of pain and suffering followed by a bitter divorce and then you just die all alone at a very old age.
I'm sorry, am I sounding bitter?

And yet you ask. Francine's art teacher told me. He knows ALL about puppet sex.

I'm afraid to ask exactly how YOU know that.

Little strings and lots of Ms. Piggy love, Jen.

you want to talk sick and wrong... I have images of Kermit the Frog on stage discussing how his penis works.

We should go then! Someone pick a date. I'd pick one, but it always gets shot down. :P

You know, the words "rent," "stomp," "vagina," and "penis" don't belong together in the same post. It's sick and wrong!

I would LOVE to see RENT, STOMP, or The Vagina Monologues...... but for some reason the Puppetry of the Penis intrigues me. Wouldn't it be awful if it was a Jim Henson production?

Speaking of performances, I say next time we have a VGJ (or VG or GJ or JV or ABCDEFG) day, we go to TKTS in the city and just pick something to go see. Sure, we'll have no idea what's on sale till we get there, but tickets are 50-75% off and consider this list of stuff that was on sale two weeks ago (with the stuff I don't care about conveniently and selfishly removed :P) : 42nd Street, Contact, The Full Monty, Les Miserables, and RENT. And Off Broadway, there was (no link cause I'm too lazy to find these): Eat The Runt, Naked Boys Singing, something called Puppetry of the Penis, STOMP, The Vagina Monologues, and Tick, Tick... Boom! . I need me some theater :)

Oooh.... The Paperboys are going to be in Montclair on the 19th of April next year. Sure that's just over six months from now, but oooooh, anyway.

Jen: OMG I had a fucked up dream last night
Vic: oh?
Jen: I was in a loony bin cell with Hannibal Lecter and Angelina Jolie's character from "Girl, Interrupted"...
Jen: we just kept going "I'll never teeeeeeeell" sort of like the budweiser frogs
Jen: that was the whole dream
Vic: ROTFL!

AHHH! AHHHH! AHHHH! I WANNA GO!!!! PLEASE!?!?!

It's been awhile
Since I could hold my head up high
And it's been awhile
Since I first saw you
And it's been awhile
Since I could stand on my own two feet again
And it's been awhile
Since I could call you
And everything I can't remember
As fucked up as it all may seem
The consequences that I've rendered
I've stretched myself beyond my means
And it's been awhile
Since I could say that I wasn't addicted
And it's been awhile
Since I could say I love myself as well
And it's been awhile
Since I've gone and fucked things up just like I always do
And it's been awhile
But all that shit seems to disappear when I'm with you
And everything I can't remember
As fucked up as it all may seem
The consequences that I've rendered,
I've gone and fucked things up again, again....
Why must I feel this way
Just make this go away,
Just one more peaceful day
And it's been awhile
Since I could look at myself straight
And it's been awhile
Since I said I'm sorry
And it's been awhile
Since I've seen the way
The candles light your face
And it's been awhile
But I can still remember just the way you taste
And everything I can't remember
As fucked up as it all may seem to be
I know it's me
I cannot blame this on my father
He did the best he could for me
It's been awhile
Since I could hold my head up high
And it's been awhile since I said
I'm sorry

And BTW.... I didn't fail American Civ... I got a B... and it wasn't even on a curve... thank you, Lord. :P

Vic: quack
Jen: baa
Vic: maa. (goat, and different from a sheep's maa)
Jen: LOL
Jen: neigh
Vic: woof
Jen: meow
Vic: peep
Jen: tweet
Vic: heehaw
Jen: cockle doodle doo
Vic: um.
Vic: i give up.
Vic: you win.
Jen: LOL! yay! And jen wins this round of Barnyard Wars!! ::victory music plays::
Vic: ROTFL!!!!
Vic: :-)

I SOOOOOO just failed my American Civ exam. Well, I might have gotten a D, but that's doubtful. Because I am a great big failure. Yay. ::curls up into a little ball and dies::

What do I do to ignore them behind me?
Do I follow my instincts blindly?
Do I hide my pride
From these bad dreams
And give in to sad thoughts that are maddening?
Do I
sit here and try to stand it?
Or do I
try to catch them red – handed?
Do I trust some and get fooled by phoniness,
Or do I trust nobody and live in loneliness?
Because I can’t hold on
when I’m stretched so thin
I make the right moves but I’m lost within
I put on my daily façade but then
I just end up getting hurt again
By myself
MYSELF!
I ask why, but in my mind
I find I can’t rely on myself
MYSELF!
I ask why, but in my mind
I find I can’t rely on myself
I can’t hold on
To what I want when I’m stretched so thin
It’s all too much to take in
I can’t hold on
To anything watching everything spin
With thoughts of failure sinking in
If I
Turn my back I’m defenseless
And to go blindly seems senseless
If I hide my pride and let it all go on
then they’ll
Take from me ‘till everything is gone
If I let them go I’ll be outdone
But if I try to catch them I’ll be outrun
If I’m killed by the questions like a cancer
Then I’ll be buried in the silence of the answer
by myself
MYSELF!
I ask why, but in my mind
I find I can’t rely on myself
MYSELF!
I ask why, but in my mind
I find I can’t rely on myself
I can’t hold on
To what I want when I’m stretched so thin
It’s all too much to take in
I can’t hold on
To anything watching everything spin
With thoughts of failure sinking in
How do you think
I’ve lost so much
I’m so afraid
I’m out of touch
How do you expect
I will know what to do
When all I know
Is what you tell me to
Don’t you
KNOW
I can’t tell you how to make it
GO
No matter what I do, how hard I
TRY
I can’t seem to convince myself
WHY
I’m stuck on the outside
Don’t you
KNOW
I can’t tell you how to make it
GO
No matter what I do, how hard I
TRY
I can’t seem to convince myself
WHY
I’m stuck on the outside
I can’t hold on
To what I want when I’m stretched so thin
It’s all too much to take in
I can’t hold on
To anything watching everything spin
With thoughts of failure sinking in
I can’t hold on
To what I want when I’m stretched so thin
It’s all too much to take in
I can’t hold on
To anything watching everything spin
With thoughts of failure sinking in

I am the pumpkin king.

Jen: "I'll never teeeeeeeeell" i fucking hate that
Gary: LOL
Jen: I hear it like every 10 minutes
Gary: All you do...is make up a fake number..get your daughter..then run before they find out..yeesh...
Gary: :P
Jen: "I'll never teeeeeeeeell" "I'll never teeeeeeeeell" "I'll never teeeeeeeeell" "I'll never teeeeeeeeell" "I'll never teeeeeeeeell"
Gary: LOL!!
Jen: ::beats head against table:: "I'll never teeeeeeeeell" "I'll never teeeeeeeeell" "I'll never teeeeeeeeell" "I'll never teeeeeeeeell" "I'll never teeeeeeeeell"
Gary: lol *puts a little pillow between you and the table*
Jen: LOL thanks

Vic: i'm soooooo boooooooooooored.
Gary: gather up a couple of kids in the computer lab, then play a big game of one potato two potato three potato four, college edition
Vic: how is that different from regular edition?
Gary: Lubricant is involved.

From an IM to my friend Jeff: "hehe. my friend gary and i used get schezwan every time my roommate would go home for the weekend. he'd end up getting good fortunes like "one of your friends will choke" and i'd get boring ones like "you will choke". then we'd stay up until six in the morning playing playstation games, cracking each other up, and suffering from indigestion. :-P"

Yo, listen up... here's a story... about a little guy that lives in a blue world... and all day and all night and everything he sees is just blue... like him... inside and outside...

Only on a man's show would burping a baby be equated with bleeding brakes.

My interpersonal communication class has been moved to a building on the north side of campus, about a 10 minute walk from the main buildings and also near the police academy (which trains at my college).... downside: walking uphill for 10 minutes with 50 pounds of books on my back... upside: cute cops and cadets galore.... now I'd like to interpersonally communicate with some of them... YUM.

jesus christ, I fucking hate the world. Fucking bastards... how can they do this? WTF?

We sit here and we see the stuff that goes on in other countries and we never imagine that it could happen here... and then it does...

It's frightening, and God, those poor people....

Like I told you at the fair, Gary, you have to learn the "Look once, then away!" technique. Say it with me... Once.. then away! Once.. then away! Otherwise, people think you care.

Hey, guys... If you look your left, you'll notice I've set the archive frequency to monthly instead of weekly. The gigantic list was starting to really irritate me.

PS "Bite it! Bite it like a little monkey!" :)

Jen: wow... I think I just heard screams coming from the woods behind my yard
Gary: maybe it was one of the crows attacking a human
Jen: a human casually strolling through the woods at 1am?
Gary: what..humans can't stroll through the woods?
Jen: at 1 am? in bumblefuck?
Gary: maybe it was an neanderthal lost and trying to find his cave
Jen: LOL
Jen: or maybe it was a prisoner escaping from one of the two state prisons or the mental hospital near me
Gary: hehe don't worry, he wants to be your friend....your very good friend
Jen: LOL shut up
Gary: LOL!!
Jen: >.<
Gary: hmm?
Jen: screams from the dark woods behind my house make me nervous
Gary: maybe it's a mutant deer trying to lure you out for a massacre
Jen: LOL
Jen: sure, I didnt WANT to sleep tonight

I think I speak for everyone, Gary, when I say WHAT THE FUCK.....

::sings to the tune of that Sting song:: "Penguin in a bot--tle..."

I had something all profound to share, but I don't remember it, so instead, i'll just put up this picture of everyone's favorite claymation penguin:

I hate the world.... This is proof why that's okay....

"When you woke up this morning, you knew that something was missing in your life. It wasn't the new car, the new job, the boyfriend or the girlfriend. But now you know: it's the Baby Jesus butt plug. Slap him on the dashboard. Use him as the ultimate pacifier. Or make Baby Jesus the centerpiece of your magnificent Dildo Creche.
What Would Jesus Do?

Vic: oh! grr... i never bothered with a trip to the eye doc to get fitted for contacts.
Jen: why not?
Vic: it slipped my mind. just like the porn shopping expedition i had to go on :P
Jen: lol
Jen: we could do that next time we hang out :P
Vic: yes, that sounds like sooooo much fun :P
Vic: ohhhh...
Vic: LOL!!! DER
Vic: i thought you meant getting fitted for contacts
Jen: LOL! Yes, I want to make sure you select the right kind. :P

Jen: I wish I had shitloads of money to hire my own goons.
Jen: I want goons.
Vic: LOL
Vic: what will your goons do?
Jen: anything I tell them... such as kidnapping hot guys for me
Jen: stealing 2001 pontiac grand am's from GM dealerships
Jen: feeding my dogs
Vic: LOL
Jen: I don't think I would have them blow up a boat that my sister and her fiance were on, though
Vic: ..... WAIT.....
Jen: hm?
Vic: never mind, brain spasm :P
Jen: LOL... ok
Vic: I didn't recognize the reference at first and so i was all "Wait.... Jen never mentioned a sister before... WTF?!?" :P
Jen: ROTFL!!
Vic: but then "boat" stuck out in my head and i went "ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh"
Jen: yes, but we keep her in the basement and dont talk about her often.
Vic: ROTFL!

When you're driving down one major highway, passing an exit ramp which also serves as the entrance ramp onto another major highway.... well, it's just a very bad thing if your car decides to shut down at this point. Very, very bad.

So I'm sitting here at almost 2 am in a gray t-shirt and my black PJ pants, wearing my glasses and sipping on a glass of water..... and wearing my red sparkly hooker shoes. I don't know why. They're red and sparkly and make Jen happy. I feel like that serial killer whose name escapes me, who used to dress up in the skins of the women he killed to feel excited. Yay me.

LOL... I was listening to the Opie & Anthony show, and O & A were discussing a ride called The Titanic that they had seen at a carnival. Apparently, the guys were horrified over this ride because it was based on a tragedy, and they were wondering exactly how long you must wait before you can poke fun at a disaster. Never ones to shy away from mocking something, they started describing possible rides at a virtual Disaster Theme Park:

• TWA Flight 800 Log Flume
  
• Hiroshima Funland (or something to that effect)
  
• Columbine Paintball
  
• Hitler's Haunted Bunker
  
• Jon Benet Ramsey Whack-A-Mole
  
• Susan Smith Car Pool
  
• Puerto Rican Day Lawn Sprinkler Game
  
• Paula Poundstone Slumber Party
  
• Phil Hartman Shooting Gallery
  
• Chandra Levy Hide & Seek Game
  
• Ted Kennedy Log Flume -- Go out with your girl, but only you return!
  
• And if you get hungry.... there's always the Donner Party Buffett.
  

I'm really starting to like O & A. :P

my youngest brother got a car.... 16 years newer than mine and every single thing in working condition... meanwhile, I discovered another affliction that my car has: in addition to lack of fuel injection, horrible gas mileage, spinning out in anything that's not a dry flat road, the roof coming apart, the little wand to adjust side mirrors falling into the door, the three (not four) crackling speakers, the gear indicator that's stuck over "park", the magical red "generator" light that keeps coming on, the cracks on my steering wheel (from sun exposure) that leave scratches on my hand, the squeaky right rear wheel, the busted seat belt catch, the strobe light in my trunk, the vanilla coffee stain on my passenger side floor, the left side dash light that goes out when it feels like it, the random shutting off while I'm driving, the difficulties the car has shifting at low speeds, the lack of freon required to run the AC, the (new) brakes that squeal and stick, the frequent cases of vapor lock which require me to remove and replace the gas tank cap, the crooked bumper, the rust spot on the door, the horrible pickup speed.... what was I talking about? Oh yeah.... now, when it rains hard, the hollow inside of my driver side door fills with water. I discovered this when closing my car door and hearing a watery whoosh noise... after close inspection, we found plugs in the drain holes in the bottom of my door. Yay.... this is my car. Older than me. And slowly but surely falling apart.

I wonder if I should be worried about the company I work for.... first I found a plant that looks mysteriously like a pot plant growing behind the store... then the DEA was in our store, checking on fraudulent prescriptions... then I find a box of cigarettes containing marijuana in the store, presumably left there by a customer... then someone working out of one of the stores in the area is being fingered as a drug user/dealer.... and I've also found out about some inappropriate relationships between employees in the area stores.... I wonder WTF is going on? My job would make an EXCELLENT soap opera.

I tried to cancel my free AOL again, citing slow connections and frequent disconnects as my reasons... my AOL helpdesk agent's solution? Uninstall and reinstall the software.... and for my troubles, my one free month of AOL has become two free months of AOL. I could get used to this... just call up and bitch every month and get yet another month free of AOL.

So I just tried to cancel my AOL free trial.... and my member services rep couldn't help me because the AOL computers were down. If that doesn't speak volumes about the level of technical support AOL provides, I don't know what would. :P

AOL would be so cool if they fixed a few things:

1. Faster connections
2. More stable connections; less spontaneous disconnects
3. AOL IM and AIM should be the same format
4. Get rid of the annoying AOL internal browser
5. Lower the price!

If only the above were true.... I wouldn't be canceling my FREE TRIAL. Shit must really suck if it's free and I'm canceling it.

J-Mo: I think I'm a compulsive liar
Vic: why?
J-Mo: because I lie to strangers for fun :P
Vic: lol. so do i.
J-Mo: ah, ok
J-Mo: "oh, vic does it, therefore it's okay."
Vic: lol
Vic: exactly
Vic: think of me as the pope, except you don't have to believe i pee rose-scented water like a good catholic :P
J-Mo: ROTFL!!