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Name: Ross
Country: United States
State: Florida
Metro: Lakeland
Birthday: 8/24/1976
Gender: Male


Interests: Law, computer programming, ethics, religions, guitar, karaoke, beer, wine and cigarettes.
Occupation: Computer related
Industry: Government


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Member Since: 5/14/2005

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Tuesday, February 21, 2006

When you leave the cover off the brownies you just fuck it up for everyone else.

I love brownies.  They taste good with just about every beverage known to man save tomato juice.  Just thinking about those yummy chocolaty squares brings a smile to my lips.  But do you know what doesn't?  Assholes who have the time to grab a brownie out of the fridge but don't have the time to replace the foil, that's what.  How much time does it really take to replace the fucking foil.  (That's retorical)

Some people may say that brownies are cheap and a couple of wasted brownies is not worth even half the f-bombs i've dropped so far... those people don't know a fucking thing about brownies; they never loved a brownie and i'll bet therefore never loved life or anything about it. 

I concede that brownies are cheap.  A box of brownies is 2 bones... add 2 eggs, 1/2 cup of cheap oil and some water and you've got one of the cheapest treats available.  Sure, i suppose you could class up your brownies by using Fiji or some fucking expensive water instead of the free stuff from your tap.  But why when the preservative filled, overprocessed chocolaty goodness kills the taste of absolutely anything you mix with it?  You could also waste 5 dollars on a box of something purporting to be the best browny ever made.  Don't, just get the cheapest fucking box of brownie mix you can find, generic if possible, they're the best.  But i'm far from my point now...

So, if not for the cost, why am i so upset at 50 cents worth of wasted chocolate powder???  Because i Love brownies and when i go to the fridge i want a chewey piece of chocolaty goodness and not some crunchy, tooth-wrenching piece of crap.

In conclusion, what is sooooo fucking important that you need to grab a brownie and rush out the door without covering the remainder back up?  I posit nothing, absolutely fucking nothing.  It take 30 seconds out of your life and it means so much to everyone else in the house.  Just fucking do it.

Sincerely,

Your Roommate


Wednesday, December 28, 2005

I just washed my hair for the last time in 2005!!!

So, i just received the hippest haircut of my entire life! If i had a camera or camera phone i'd post it, it's just that good!  I had grown the hair for so long that my hair dude couldn't bring himself to cut it all off like usual.  I now look like an emo-rocker.

So anywho, i'm stoaked about the new hair, and about the fact that i'm not allowed to wash my hair until after new years!!! Can you believe that shit! I'm sure you can.

peace,

lamey lamerton

(i'm so hip i can't stand myself)


Friday, December 16, 2005

Battered Drunk Syndrome

Ummm... I'm lame and i did a quiz, here's the results:

YOU ARE RULE 8(a)! You are Rule 8, the most laid back of all the
Federal Rules of Civil Procedure. While your
forefather in the Federal Rules may have been a
stickler for details and particularity, you
have clearly rebelled by being pleasant and
easy-going. Rule 8 only requires that a
plaintiff provide a short and plain statement
of a claim on which a court can grant relief.
While there is much to be lauded in your
approach, your good nature sometimes gets you
in trouble, and you often have to rely on your
good friend, Rule 56, to bail you out.

Which Federal Rule of Civil Procedure Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla

Okay, another piece of exciting news... Last weekend i totally learned about torts first hand!!!
Saturday evening after my first exam, Civ Pro, i was drinking with my law school superfriends for about 12 hours when a couple of us decided to go to a bar. As we were leaving the bar, some dude said something as we passed and i naturally retorted "your mom." Just that, a little "your mom".
Anywho, he ended up following us to the car. I thought i explained to dude that i wasn't going to fight him; apparently i said, "hey, punch me in the face when i get into my car;" so that's what he did, and then hauled ass.  No blood, no foul; good times.

My friends can't believe that i was assaulted; i can't believe that they think i was assaulted when i was clearly battered :)  I clearly deserved to be punched.

Last thought: four classes down, one to go!!!  Bring on second semester!


Wednesday, August 10, 2005

In a 1986 letter regarding abortion bombings, future Supreme Court justice John Roberts' [was linked to a memo containing the sentence]

"No matter how lofty or sincerely held the goal, those who resort to violence to achieve it are criminals."

Check out the whole letter here.
I'm guessing that he exempts the current President's penchant for solving his problems with violence. For shame.

[whew, that was a close one, i need to check my facts better!]


Thursday, June 30, 2005

No beer? Then lunch is off, Belgian official says.

I've had yummy Belgian beer so i know exactly where the esteemed gentleman is coming from.

In other news, thanks to this website i may never be without my favorite beers again!



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