tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59905642011-04-21T13:27:36.531-05:00Everyone else has a blog, so I'm jumping on the bandwagon with my favorite topic... I hate Phil.Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00550961751914074677noreply@blogger.comBlogger211100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990564.post-1094322516292621412004-09-04T13:24:00.000-05:002004-09-04T13:28:36.293-05:00

It is because I am an incontinant old man. I say that others like horse cock, but it is I who am the ball licker. Grrrrrrrr. (This isn't actually Dave Bade. This is Phil. I cracked the code on Bade's blog cuz I figured if he wasn't going to update and if I wasn't going to update MINE then I'd do his. HAHA!) Let's see how long it takes him to notice. I am thinking months. If I were going to pool

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00550961751914074677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990564.post-1082795624446345222004-04-24T03:33:00.000-05:002004-04-24T03:37:54.186-05:00

So, yes, there are more suck-asses in the world than Phil and myself... Henry Maxwell Kelln is among the ranks as well. He has taken up a pseudo-residence in our apartment strictly for the purpose of playing a game that even I won't play (any more) because it sucks ass... bottom line, Max also sucks a giant horse cock (Josh Barkin once had sex with a girl that had sex with a horse).

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00550961751914074677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990564.post-1082396366606072672004-04-19T12:39:00.000-05:002004-04-19T12:43:29.780-05:00

Actually, the title is all I really had on the subject. I only see him for an hour or two in the morning (noon - 2ish) and then he disappears off to Bovay, and not to Theta where he can be found. There have been spans of time where I won't see him for the better part of a week. Now some of you are say, "Bade, you hate Phil, so what's so bad about that?" Well kids, ya see, my apartment is a very

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00550961751914074677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990564.post-1078013098743278212004-02-28T18:04:00.000-06:002004-02-28T18:07:52.716-06:00

So yeah, I am currently employed... temporarily. For the next 5 - 7 weeks, I'm working for Laser Excel in Green Lake. Its a factory job, kinda. They do laser cutting of stuff there (mostly plastics and paper). I do the processing and "quality control" which means that all the pieces come to a big table where I stand, and the pieces have a paper backing on one side... I get to pull that paper off

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00550961751914074677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990564.post-1077782306040266962004-02-26T01:58:00.000-06:002004-02-26T02:01:16.436-06:00

So yeah, I'm amazingly lazy and can't stick to anything... but one of these days I'm gonna write on this blog again and outline my new "job" and life in Ripon in general. So, in order for me to do so, I need to know that people are still checking back to see if my worthless ass wrote anything. Post a comment, if enough people do so (more than 3 people that I don't speak to on a bi-daily basis),

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00550961751914074677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990564.post-1074238807904198822004-01-16T01:40:00.000-06:002004-01-16T01:53:31.840-06:00

Ok, so much like Phil, I have had very little to say since my last entry, unless people want to hear pointless stories about me getting drunk. So here's the short short version of the last month or so. December 26 - I went out with Brie and her friends, went to a piano bar (crazy shit, two guys with grand pianos taking requests... I got them to play Journey) and then I got loaded. December 31 -

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00550961751914074677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990564.post-1072459977971237012003-12-26T11:32:00.000-06:002003-12-26T11:34:04.723-06:00

Family gatherings, good times, right? Wrong... well I made the most of yesterday's get together, mostly by getting drunk and sitting there. In retrospect, evven getting drunk didn't help the situation, because no matter how much I drank in an attempt to zone everyone else out, other people were more drunk and therefore almost impossible to ignore. But I managed. On the up side though, its

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00550961751914074677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990564.post-1072281905937647922003-12-24T10:05:00.000-06:002003-12-24T10:05:22.063-06:00

Yeah, so to follow the current blog trend, I going to continue not writing in mine any more than once a week. I think Phil has completely abandoned his, but this rant, for a change, is not going to be against him. So, who loves the holiday season? Yeah, me, not so much. All the obnoixious Christmas-crap (music, people, sales, and other things that have nothing at all to do with the Christain

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00550961751914074677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990564.post-1071202054697064962003-12-11T22:07:00.000-06:002003-12-11T22:07:47.510-06:00

Ok, sorry about the lame ass pseudo-madlib thing, I found it amusing when I was drunk, but in sober retrospect, not so funny. The rest of that night was fairly low key... and then there was Saturday night. I don't know what the fuck happened, so god damn random. So I have like 4 extra people staying in my apartment that night and we (Greenwood, Rob, Dave, Dante, Nate, Luke, Phil and myself) are

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00550961751914074677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990564.post-1070668994013926772003-12-05T18:03:00.000-06:002003-12-05T18:03:25.290-06:00

So, I'm gonna swerve from my usual Phil bashing and indulge y'all in a little Christmas humor... kinda. Of all the things I find obnoxious on the internet, personality tests take the cake, followed quickly by pseudo-Mad Lib type things. However, I was sitting in Scott's room and he had me do one, the results, creepy. So, if this bores you, I'm sorry, but its waaaaay to weird (within the realm of

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00550961751914074677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990564.post-1070432599513049632003-12-03T00:23:00.000-06:002003-12-03T00:23:29.813-06:00

That little fucker!!! The bastard ate my last Swiss Cake Roll. ARGH!!! He is such a bitch. Granted this happened damn near 12 hours ago, but I'm still pissed off. Ok, so sunday I went to the store and got Pepsi (which he drinks but complains about... "Its not Coke..."), Swiss Cake Rolls and holiday Zebra Cakes. I wanted sugar and those things are cheep. So today, the last Swiss Cake Roll is

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00550961751914074677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990564.post-1070327530715531772003-12-01T19:12:00.000-06:002003-12-01T19:12:20.880-06:00

Ok, so I'm a lazy sack of shit... no one should be surprised by this. One of these days I'll write something meaningful, or at least spiteful, and then you can stop crying about it. Until then, go read Phil's blog, because even if he doesn't have anything remotely interesting, meaningful or purposeful to say, he WILL write. He's a pathetic little man who is starved for attention and that is his

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00550961751914074677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990564.post-1069306109018693142003-11-19T23:28:00.000-06:002003-11-19T23:29:36.890-06:00

Anyway, so, this weekend... those of you previously mentioned continue to suck for not being there. Mr. Barkin, I had excluded you from the list because I knew there was no possible way for you to attend; however, in the act of not answering my phone call on Friday night, you have earned second highest spot on the list (only to Phil), you bastard. But back to the weekend... Friday, crazy ass...

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00550961751914074677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990564.post-1069291718985337412003-11-19T19:28:00.000-06:002003-11-19T23:30:06.716-06:00

Yes, that's right, I'm in a slightly less Phil-hating mood than usual. He just really hasn't done anything recently to warrant my outright (and very public) hatred of him. Granted I could probably dredge up something from the past, such as the time I came home to a disgustingly unclean apartment, or the fact that he never wants to cuddle anymore, or that he doesn't pay constant attention to me 24

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00550961751914074677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990564.post-1068692662480148482003-11-12T21:04:00.000-06:002003-11-12T21:04:27.803-06:00

Two more things: A) I now have titles so I can be abusive with a topic and B) Greenwood sucks almost, if not, as much as Phil (who really really sucks). My supporting evidence to this claim is as follows. This coming weekend is our formal, but he's not coming... one of his reasons (and this is a direct quote from an IM conversation with him) "sorry, not going to happen, I already have

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00550961751914074677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990564.post-1068691505269221672003-11-12T20:45:00.000-06:002003-11-12T20:45:10.040-06:00

Alarm clocks. Alarm clocks are great things, make lots of noise early in the morning to wake my ass up. yes, thats right, I do get up early every once and awhile. For example, Tuesday I was up, by my standards, early; I had a job interview at 9. The alarm went off at 8 am and I work up. Now this is all fine and well and good, 8 am, no big deal. Now enter the problem, or what I like to call, Phil.

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00550961751914074677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990564.post-1068156434357269252003-11-06T16:07:00.000-06:002003-11-06T16:07:18.136-06:00

Despite what Greenwood might be beginning to think, I do HATE Phil. Possibly more right now than ever before. The most recent aggravation come from our mail service. Phil and I live in our apartment together, however only I receive mail here (he still gets his through the campus) but the postal service seems to think three other people live here too. Most of the mail we get for these people is

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00550961751914074677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990564.post-1067401290650980582003-10-28T22:21:00.000-06:002003-10-28T22:21:31.930-06:00

It appears that, thanks mostly to the efforts (and raging sarcasm) of Mr. Jake Creecy, a new movement has been formed... those of us that enjoy a good steak and despise Phil Butcher. As of yet, there is no formal organization, but perhaps with the support of the masses, this vision of a new world wherein steak is enjoyed and Phil is hated by all may come to fruition.

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00550961751914074677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990564.post-1067332787902985042003-10-28T03:19:00.000-06:002003-10-28T03:19:49.023-06:00

Slowly but surely this blog is beginning to take form. I broke down and asked Phil to help me with some of the code shit, which is still well beyond me. This just adds one more reason to the lengthy list of things I hate about Phil; the fat little shit knows html code... computer geeks (Tim Pomeroy aside) suck and I don't much care for them. Ya know, good for them, they can communicate with the

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00550961751914074677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990564.post-1067283997861678142003-10-27T13:46:00.000-06:002003-10-27T13:46:38.413-06:00

Ok, so be patient with me here, I know nothing about code or writing in html or any of that other shit, so no view counters or comment sections or any other fancy extras. Maybe someday I'll learn how to do that stuff, or ask Phil, but I hate letting him be right about anything. Phil sucks. Imagine for a minute living in a fairly sweet apartment (even though its in Ripon) with a guy you've known

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00550961751914074677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990564.post-1067120032364991582003-10-25T17:13:00.000-05:002003-10-25T17:13:52.933-05:00

So, I'm a lame ass... everyone else has a blog filled with useless crap, and I figure I have more useless crap to talk about than anyone, so here I am... writting a blog about nothing. Phil sucks...

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