Man, fuck LiveJournal
Well, after a ridiculous amount of time registering for this bullshit due to peer pressure, I'd just like to say, in all honesty, fuck this entire website.
Look for an update from me once every 19 or so months, because this was totally out of hand trying to register.
So, yeah, fuck this site.
Onto better things......
To get my comeback, today is A day shared with the birthday of my woman-girlfriend-beeyotch-future wife-future baby's momma-all that good stuff, Kirsten, as well as the Huss Man himself, Jimmy Jacobs. Jimmy shall turn 20 on this day.....Kirsten shall turn the age at which she finally snaps and stabs me to death with an olive fork if I disclose her age, which I believe lays somewhere between 26 and imminent death. Either way, big ups and happy birthday's to two of my best....friends....ever. Thinking back a few months, and a few years to some sick goofball promoters, they're both GREAT in the sack too! Okay, well, I don't really know about one of them.....I mean, Kirsten and I work opposite shifts, and don't see each other much......
Anyway, my Saturday was filled with lots of Valentine's Day goodness (read- expensive dinner and lots of perverted sex).
On to Sunday. I wake up to find out XICW is no longer starting at midnight, but at the new time of 4pm, and at a new venue. So I rush my ass off to get into the car, only having time to wash my cock, shave, and brush my teeth. Hopefully my opponent for the evening, Brandon Thomaselli (chicagoWrestling.com's Rookie of the Year...check it out here! http://www.chicagowrestling.com/AL/2003rookie.htm ) didn't find me too smelly for the match. Unfortunately, our match was a lil smelly as well, but he was a great guy, and hope to work him again and see more of him in the future.
The rest of the night was filled lots of stupidness, including seeing possibly the biggest breasted, drunkest bartender ever (I think her name was Aurora Bore-something), watching the PPV with Brian Gorie, Truth Martini and JayTheEddieVenomGuyCable, paying more money than any human being should for a Jaegarbomb, drinking too much seeing as I had to drive home (Don't worry, shitty Denny's food sobers you up quick), staring at that chicks giant rack some more, discussions about religion, making fun of Jehova's Witnesses (not realing 2 former ones were at the table, and feeling like an asshole afterwards), meeting some weird chick who said it was an honor to meet our disguntled group and who has been calling and even fucking posting on wrestling hotlines for like 7 years even though it was her first indy show, me consequently running her off by being a total jerk, not seeing Jaimy Coxxx's penis in a locker room for maybe the first time ever, Jimmy Jacob's sleeping in the locker room as usual, meeting several people who claimed to be Rick James (BIIIIIIIIITCH!), seeing MAl-Coooooooooooolm (SHIIIIIIIIIIIT!) and all around being a total asshole, staying way to late for having a solo 2 1/2 hour drive home. Fun shit.
Also, Rock Steven's is the fucking man.
A fastly slimming friend of mine does his wisdom quotes at the end of his LJ, so I shall do my big shout outs......They go to Gameboy and Kid Kory, neither of which I'd seen in forever until Sunday, and to Shaun Hotline's girlfriend Gen, more specifically, her wonderful breasts.
Also, get well Jimmy Jacobs and Alex Shelly, lose that weight Meaner, and find a fucking home Eddie Venom and Jimmy Shalwin. Till next year, I got nuthin...........
Gavini
Look for an update from me once every 19 or so months, because this was totally out of hand trying to register.
So, yeah, fuck this site.
Onto better things......
To get my comeback, today is A day shared with the birthday of my woman-girlfriend-beeyotch-future wife-future baby's momma-all that good stuff, Kirsten, as well as the Huss Man himself, Jimmy Jacobs. Jimmy shall turn 20 on this day.....Kirsten shall turn the age at which she finally snaps and stabs me to death with an olive fork if I disclose her age, which I believe lays somewhere between 26 and imminent death. Either way, big ups and happy birthday's to two of my best....friends....ever. Thinking back a few months, and a few years to some sick goofball promoters, they're both GREAT in the sack too! Okay, well, I don't really know about one of them.....I mean, Kirsten and I work opposite shifts, and don't see each other much......
Anyway, my Saturday was filled with lots of Valentine's Day goodness (read- expensive dinner and lots of perverted sex).
On to Sunday. I wake up to find out XICW is no longer starting at midnight, but at the new time of 4pm, and at a new venue. So I rush my ass off to get into the car, only having time to wash my cock, shave, and brush my teeth. Hopefully my opponent for the evening, Brandon Thomaselli (chicagoWrestling.com's Rookie of the Year...check it out here! http://www.chicagowrestling.com/AL/2003rookie.htm ) didn't find me too smelly for the match. Unfortunately, our match was a lil smelly as well, but he was a great guy, and hope to work him again and see more of him in the future.
The rest of the night was filled lots of stupidness, including seeing possibly the biggest breasted, drunkest bartender ever (I think her name was Aurora Bore-something), watching the PPV with Brian Gorie, Truth Martini and JayTheEddieVenomGuyCable, paying more money than any human being should for a Jaegarbomb, drinking too much seeing as I had to drive home (Don't worry, shitty Denny's food sobers you up quick), staring at that chicks giant rack some more, discussions about religion, making fun of Jehova's Witnesses (not realing 2 former ones were at the table, and feeling like an asshole afterwards), meeting some weird chick who said it was an honor to meet our disguntled group and who has been calling and even fucking posting on wrestling hotlines for like 7 years even though it was her first indy show, me consequently running her off by being a total jerk, not seeing Jaimy Coxxx's penis in a locker room for maybe the first time ever, Jimmy Jacob's sleeping in the locker room as usual, meeting several people who claimed to be Rick James (BIIIIIIIIITCH!), seeing MAl-Coooooooooooolm (SHIIIIIIIIIIIT!) and all around being a total asshole, staying way to late for having a solo 2 1/2 hour drive home. Fun shit.
Also, Rock Steven's is the fucking man.
A fastly slimming friend of mine does his wisdom quotes at the end of his LJ, so I shall do my big shout outs......They go to Gameboy and Kid Kory, neither of which I'd seen in forever until Sunday, and to Shaun Hotline's girlfriend Gen, more specifically, her wonderful breasts.
Also, get well Jimmy Jacobs and Alex Shelly, lose that weight Meaner, and find a fucking home Eddie Venom and Jimmy Shalwin. Till next year, I got nuthin...........
Gavini