Comments | cooptastic: If all else fails I'm signing up for a private fine arts college. Woo.

cooptastic

If all else fails I'm signing up for a private fine arts college. Woo.

Oct 03, 2005 10:53

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1_goldfish_bowl October 2 2005, 19:27:25 UTC

the mexican at flynns? ive known one of the chefs there since i was a baby. he has no training as a cook, he is actually a computer expert, and he also has a penchant for that yellow tequila.. yeah so the point, um i dont think i have a point. sorry.

oh you arent the only one who hasnt studied. i studied one weekend before the holidays and havent touched a book since and a friend from camden came over last night and he says hes done a total of 15 minutes the entire holidays

nose_enterprise October 3 2005, 03:04:37 UTC

he sounds like the perfect person to cook mexican...

1_goldfish_bowl October 3 2005, 03:08:15 UTC

did i mention he once didnt clean his teeth for two weeks?

nose_enterprise October 3 2005, 03:09:05 UTC

no, but it deserves a mention on his resume!

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wafflebiscuits October 2 2005, 20:26:19 UTC

are you talking about poco loco or toro's?

poco loco is nicer than toros.

cooptastic October 3 2005, 20:38:04 UTC

Toro's but I want to try both.

nose_enterprise October 3 2005, 03:06:26 UTC

i think that description of your bedroom means you are "emma"

see check it...

1. A double bed with a really lame pink doona cover I have had for years.

2. A very large pile of my latest op-shop buys and other clothes. (My wardrobe is full and I have now resorted to putting them in a "neat" pile next to my wardrobe). Quite a colourful assortment too.

3. A sad and lonely bass guitar and amp that haven't been used in a while :(

4. Gazillions of CDs in thier little piles all around the room. They look like little towers. I need to buy a CD rack...

5. My most-read books. Well worn copies of Jimi Hendrix' biography, The Anthology of The Who, Hard Times by Charles Dickens, Poems by T.S Eliot, Being and Nothingness by Jean-Paul Sartre, etc.

6. A pile of sheet music I am supposed to have learnt for next week. :S ( ... )

nose_enterprise October 3 2005, 03:07:01 UTC

note, the bold letters... they can be difficult to see...

cooptastic October 3 2005, 20:39:23 UTC

Hehe, NIIIICE one.

...and the number of the beast is... *342906 anonymous October 3 2005, 03:34:20 UTC

Never picked you as a Sartre fan... Now clean your room you messy bitch...

Re: ...and the number of the beast is... *342906 cooptastic October 3 2005, 20:46:35 UTC

Why yes I am. Are you? Because you know that would make me love you even more, if that's humanly possible. :P

Now get in the kitchen and make me some pie. Ah...bitch.

Re: ...and the number of the beast is... *342906 anonymous October 4 2005, 20:03:35 UTC

What, and endure a whole heap of:

*whine* I asked for my pie to be heated to 17.6 degrees CENTIGRADE, not Farenheit!!! *slap*

*cry* Not on a plate, you fisting idiot, I want to lick it off your exposed genitals!!! *slap and/or tickle and/or choke on pubic hair*

*sob* Your sexual inadequacy is driving me to the bottle and I HATE brown liquor!!! *pre-meditated murder*

I don't think so...

P.S. Knat > Sartre > so many

missymonica October 3 2005, 04:52:15 UTC

MY HAIRY PIRATES!!!!

*HUGS*

absurd_ October 3 2005, 07:26:49 UTC

!!!!!!!!!

cooptastic October 3 2005, 20:48:21 UTC

WOOWOO!