Well, not gonna say I didn't mean it at the time, but if it's any consolation, with avatars turned off, I think much more highly of you than the comment would suggest.

Meanwhile, your signature reminds one of what The Obner might use in same.

Great choice, in other words.

Scissor-kick - or whatever - that backstop, Mr Red Sock (Israel Alcantara?).

i dunno, you really hurt my feelings this time dusty chalk

Ryan's avatar is a testament thread to my favorite NMR thread ever.

those were the days, eh? now that was a thread

Yea, you look like a frat boy in that pic.

sometimes your words cut deep.

It's because I care. Deeply.

what was that one about, his new job?

yes, which quickly turned into me getting really drunk and getting e-gangbanged by opa and some other guy whose name escapes me.

I got drunk that thread after racing through my last college final in an hour (I didn't really know the material anyways).

A phrase that could only exist on the Weblosphere.

So go drown your sorrows in beer.

i don't work at home anymore hence the purpose of the afforementioned thread, doy!

i need to change my avatar as well. i don't have them turned on and without seeing it every day i think i'm turning into this guy.

i am actually planning on doing nothing this weekend but getting drunk, beginning a new writing project and finishing that mix. So yeah, I will get absolutely nothing done but heckling people on this attention black hole. this is the only warning I will make.

you need to spend all weekend submitting shorts to the New Yorker or some shit.

right now i'm editing a dead hand surgeon's last communication to the world (unless he made any quick phone calls, I suppose). I'm content on finishing a short I like before sending it anywhere.

you should make it all racy and sexy-like.

Not to knock your posting skillz, but they are even funnier when you imagine that guy saying them.

i thought about tacking on a "p.s. I am gay" or simply "peace out, bitches", but the guy seems like he was a pretty nice dude. Also, this goes back to doctors, and eventually back to me where I'll get another chance to doctor this man's legacy

when i had roommates in college a popular game was to sneak the word "penis" into someone's paper when they stepped away from the computer to see if they would unknowingly submit it.

i'm just saying.

yeah, i didn't already accidentally submit an email that had half of a rant about why Rick Rubin (containing such colorful words as "asshat", "utter horseshit", and "completely retarded") is overrated to the vice president of a major publishing house 3 weeks ago. I still haven't heard back from her, either.