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by Oom Shnibble 09/02/2005, 5:26pm PDT |
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It's 12 o'clock and I'm a little mellow and feeling introspective.
I love tuning in around here once every few months. The same villains and in-jokes. Christ it's hard to think that when I first started posting to OMM I was a 21 year old no hope loser staying in a one roomed place off an old bat's house with no hope of getting laid and now I'm a 26 year old no hope loser living and almost cheating on his live-in girlfriend in a nice two storey place in a good neighbourhood. Soon it'll be kids and shitty nappies. My friends who have never had girlfriends in their lives are now all finding hot lawyers and PR execs to settle down with.
The internet exploded, imploded and then got stuck in third gear.
Yet, I'm still somehow drawn to the bastard semi-stepson of OMM on occasion. It's like a time warp and it's so easy to tune in and pick up where I left off. (Although I don't really get the whole fake ICQ logs that get posted, but, hey now I really am the old man sitting
on his porch watching the kids bicker.). I enjoy reading a few of the old posters I used to enjoy and running into Didcot unearthed a few good memories (I found Cubare's album after almost 2 years of not listening to it and find it cool to play in my car on the way to work just like I used to.)
I still haven't been stuffed with throbbing nigger cock much to Kthors dissapointment. I wonder how Buki is doing and whether anyne I didn't particularly enjoy has been hit by a car yet (I can't remember the fucker's name who tore into me after I posted my condolences about September 11th but fuck it, he wasn't particularly important in any case. Some italian named cunt. Named himself after a ninja turtle or something.)
Vag will be back, of that I have no doubt. It's a pity SB isn't around, sometimes the clinically insane provide a good meter against whcih to measure yourself, Christ knows, If you find yourself sounding like that you have problems. V, I never understood. She was relatively sane then she somehow caught crazy from SB. I think it's what happens when you convince yourself that your past mistakes have been the result of some chemical imbalance as opposed to being just mistakes. I think she needed someone sane to tell her to snap out of it. Imagine living with SB, then going onto the web to research crazy and then convincing yourself that you're crazy with no one sane enough to tell you otherwise, only SB nurturing that belief. Fucked up shit is what I say.
Has anyone else out there noticed how often they used to go get shitfaced when OMM was in full swing but they now rarely go out just to drink? I was thinking about that today. I can't tell precisely when that happened. Worst of all I find myself repeating all my old shitty stories and coming up with fewer and fewer new ones.
Anyway, gotta get some sleep, cheers
THE SHNIBBULAR ONE, OOM |
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Like a fucking soap opera. by Oom Shnibble 09/02/2005, 5:26pm PDT
Re: Like a fucking soap opera. by Fullofkittens 09/02/2005, 7:03pm PDT
Hey, that was a good post! by Fussbett 09/02/2005, 9:39pm PDT
Re: Hey, that was a good post! by Creexul :( 09/07/2005, 5:28pm PDT
Pass the conch by TAFKAM 09/03/2005, 9:03am PDT
Look at me by 30 Large Bags 09/09/2005, 6:12pm PDT
I wish I could write like this NT by Mrs. Johnson NT by Not Mrs. Johnson 09/09/2005, 6:59pm PDT
Dick tastes like elbow NT by nextbear 09/09/2005, 10:16pm PDT
Actually, more like rancid sweat and crazy. NT by V. 09/09/2005, 11:04pm PDT
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