I'm a prick. |
So, the chick who parks to my right parks...poorly...95% of the time. I'm tired of it, so I left this note on her car, folded over, with "helpful hints" written on the outside. Look at my pics to see ... Posted by Jarrod on Tue, 24 Apr 2007 08:39:00 PST |
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Last night I was actually happy for the first time since I've been in Atlanta, independent of my friends from App. I'm making this mini-blog to serve as a reminder that life doesn't always suck; it ca... Posted by Jarrod on Fri, 22 Dec 2006 08:49:00 PST |
over 1000 views...? |
I'm evidently more popular online than I am in person......probably because people don't actually have to interact with me when they look at the myspace page. ... Posted by Jarrod on Sun, 26 Nov 2006 02:04:00 PST |
Punching Hitler |
Watch it. Like, now.Posted By:AndrewGet this video and more at MySpace.com... Posted by Jarrod on Tue, 14 Nov 2006 08:51:00 PST |
Random thought: |
Do you like breasts? Man, I do. I guess I had forgotten until I saw one of the ho-ish ads here on myspace. That marketing team deserves a raise. Posted by Jarrod on Sun, 08 Oct 2006 10:43:00 PST |
Who reads these things? |
Simple question: who takes the time to read my poorly composed ramblings? Post a comment if you do. If there are more than like 2 of you out there, I may actually feel motivated to write something wor... Posted by Jarrod on Sat, 07 Oct 2006 10:41:00 PST |
Slayer |
The next time I have a road trip, I am going to break the sound barrier in my Grand AM due solely to my acquisition of some Slayer albums. Having never listened to this group before, I wasn't sure wha... Posted by Jarrod on Fri, 22 Sep 2006 09:36:00 PST |
Why I hate "whores" |
So, I've been asked by numerous (current count: 3) people why I proclaim to hate whores to the point at which I wish for their untimely demise (as can be seen in my current tag line "Whores: I hate yo... Posted by Jarrod on Fri, 22 Sep 2006 09:33:00 PST |
scared of the ice-maker |
One night I left a bag of garbage on the kitchen floor so that I'd remember to take it out in the morning. When I got up, something had chewed through it, eaten a little, and pooped on my floor.Great.... Posted by Jarrod on Sun, 10 Sep 2006 05:33:00 PST |
Sickly |
Why is it that when I need to be on top of things, my body decides to go kaput? I mean, for example, yesterday I was walking to work as I do every day, but with one noticeable difference: I felt like ... Posted by Jarrod on Sat, 29 Oct 2005 08:02:00 PST |