How Random Babbling Becomes Corporate Policy (t3knomanser) wrote,
How Random Babbling Becomes Corporate Policy
t3knomanser

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Dear Compuserve,
Thank you for being absolutely no help.

So, as it stands, I'm netless in my room. In a few more days, this is going to pose a very serious problem. For right now, I'm okay, but expect some withdrawl in the next few days.


Okay... so lets see... what have we missed? A few revelations about electromagnetic fields and computers. Manda... look for a community entitled... Once_Winged. I think you'll appreciate it.

Okay, anywho, I had a very sixth grade moment at the HKT Staff party. "Hrm... look an odd number for Trivial pursuit. Jeremy, go outside and ask Natalie if she wants to join us."

The "Oooohhhhs" and "Awwwwws" and the sighs were a bit much. But I stormed trivial pursuit in vengance. Some tight moments, but once I hit that stream of five or six questions where three words into it I was spouting the answer, the game was mine.

And no, Natalie didn't join us (as I predicted), being that she had to be home. The worst part is, with the statements of the HKT crowd she probably thinks I'm far more interested than I am. I'm still going, "Hrm... talkative, friendly, these are plusses. Lets look deeper, eh?" The way they treat me, it's like some sad high school crush, and I think that's the impression she's getting.

I still rawked at trivial pursuit. Fear my trivia. Fear Geraldo in Bora Bora while Oprah looses wieght in Chicago and a sumo wrestler eats 25 hotdogs.

You know you want me.
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