From: lafave	Date: May 28th, 2006 02:20 am (UTC)		(Link)

so, there was this paralegal who was co-ordinating between contract attorneys and the firm attorneys on a large-scale commercial litigation project. she was fairly hot and engaged to be married and co-habiting with her fiancee. she was fairly fun to hang out with after work and at lunch, etc. so one day, associate attorney of the firm comes and tells the contract attorneys that the paralegal chick was out of the office not feeling well (she dumped her fiancee). she was out of work about 3 days. a couple weeks after, she was out for drinks with a couple of the contract attorneys. at the end of the night, it was just her and one of the attorneys. long story short - they end up back at the office (half a block away) on the floor under the desk of the attorney. attorney missed his train, ending up sleeping at paralegals new apartment. well, there was a few hours sleep. and he showed up for work the next day in the same clothes and smelling of cigarettes. he said it was a very long day, but he did end up cutting out of the office early.

	From: red_bullet	Date: May 29th, 2006 02:58 am (UTC)		(Link)

Hehe!

	From: ossie	Date: May 28th, 2006 02:24 am (UTC)		(Link)
	my daughter

she has had a tough life the last few years, hopefully one day her slate will be clean and she can start fresh with her life


have a great weekend

take care
Ossie

	From: red_bullet	Date: May 29th, 2006 02:58 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Re: my daughter

I hope she makes it through, doll.

	From: rain_hatchett	Date: May 28th, 2006 03:52 am (UTC)		(Link)

I used to go to college with a good friend of mine. One day she admited that she was psychic and could read people's minds. She said I had a.. very strange mind going a million miles a minute. I looked at her and the first thing to pop in my mind in that moment was a clown holding a tiny umbrella looking at her curiously with circus music echoing in the background. I asked her "What do you mean, strange?"

-Rain in the Window-

	From: red_bullet	Date: May 29th, 2006 02:58 am (UTC)		(Link)

Ha!

	From: joelmanaussie	Date: May 28th, 2006 09:14 am (UTC)		(Link)

There once was this guy witing a story about vampires, but what he didn't know was that there was a vampire right behind him about to

	From: red_bullet	Date: May 29th, 2006 02:59 am (UTC)		(Link)

And then he realized that vampires are more afraid of Vegemite than they are of garlic and that's how the denizens of Australia were saved from the Romanians!

	From: lil_ron	Date: May 28th, 2006 10:30 am (UTC)		(Link)

I can't think of anything =/

	From: red_bullet	Date: May 29th, 2006 03:00 am (UTC)		(Link)

I'll pretend you told me the Dark Phoenix Saga.

	From: bynx89	Date: May 28th, 2006 10:36 am (UTC)		(Link)

My next door neighbours mother died a couple of years ago, their are three sons, the one whose lives next door to me found his watch had stoped at 1:15 am. Which is about the time his Mum died, he later found out that both of his brother's watches had stopped at the same time.
x

	From: red_bullet	Date: May 29th, 2006 03:01 am (UTC)		(Link)

Wow. That's..wow. Awesome story.

	From: jellabella	Date: May 28th, 2006 10:51 am (UTC)		(Link)

HMMM SAM you're making me think this early? there was once a (dyed)blonde chick with raw hide skin who tried running a transcription agency out of her house to NO AVAIL. ha ha i'll never let you forget TRY AS YOU MIGHT :)
ADD ME BACK SISTER
♥
♥
♥

	From: red_bullet	Date: May 29th, 2006 03:01 am (UTC)		(Link)

BUAHAHAHAHAA!!!

I wonder who that could be?

	From: digitaldamsel	Date: May 28th, 2006 07:36 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Once Upon a time there were two chicks that lived in the maxi pad. Now that time has come again.

	From: red_bullet	Date: May 29th, 2006 03:02 am (UTC)		(Link)

And the world will never be the same.

	From: comagirl	Date: May 29th, 2006 03:18 pm (UTC)		(Link)

There once was this redheaded super hero type girl who I read on livejournal who deleted her name, but I still wanna keep her!
-Lisa

	From: red_bullet	Date: May 29th, 2006 04:33 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Best story. Evah.

From: haud_desiderium	Date: May 29th, 2006 05:38 pm (UTC)		(Link)

errr...

i know someone who was in a band that was becoming very successful. the band took a tour of the southern states and was signed onto a label -- on the way to california, which was the last state they were going to perform in, many things happened, including him being dumped by his "first love" because she wanted to party and he didn't, and then the entire band was abandoned by their newfound label right after they played their shows in california. They were stuck in a desert area of arizona with no money, their credit cards maxed out, and no air conditioning. My friend, looking for a guitar pick that fell into the middle consul of his suburban, found 286 dollars hidden underneath the consul. He'd owned the 'burb for 4 years and had never known about the money.

He gave everyone in the band equal parts of the money.

Later on, they ended up living together in the middle of nowhere in arizona, until they earned enough money to move back to michigan. The band is over, but they are all the closest and best of friends.

	From: red_bullet	Date: May 29th, 2006 09:18 pm (UTC)		(Link)

That's fucking awesome. Thanks for sharing!

	From: easy_peasy_24	Date: May 29th, 2006 11:59 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Let's see.

How about Laura? There's plenty to tell about with Laura.

Laura has always loved to exaggerate. In fifth grade she exaggerated her father's business persona, claimed to have met Daniel Radcliffe; she does this to this day, in eighth grade, when she claimed she was one of 15 people in the country to have gotten into this acting camp's advanced class (my mom having told me about this school, I was able to find out Laura had lied again). Sometimes though I wish she wasn't exaggerating--or that she was exaggerating more. When she dated Jake, for instance. He was three years--and three grades--older, I think (I'm not sure). And now, while she's dating Jonathan. She's 14, and about to go into 9th grade; he's 17 and about to start college. Actually, since his birthday is in either March, April, or May (again, I'm not sure), I wouldn't be surprised if she's 18. Jonathan is a very nice guy, don't get me wrong, but my friend's penchant for guys not just one or two but several years older just strikes me as ridiculous and absurd. I know she's gone a long way--to third--with Jonathan; I can't say if it's been her first time getting there; I know she hasn't had sex yet (probably because he really is 18, as I now suspect), and I hope she doesn't. She probably doesn't know what she's getting herself into.

	From: red_bullet	Date: May 30th, 2006 12:08 am (UTC)		(Link)

You're right. She probably doesn't know what she's getting into. My best advice is wait as long as possible. It makes it so much better. There is seriously nothing so great about sex that you need to rush it.

In fact, rushing it often causes more harm than good and will rob you of it's nice side.

I hope she makes good choices.

	From: thisbluephoenix	Date: May 30th, 2006 12:24 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	my best friend

i know we only recently knew each other but i still want to come along for this ride...

...well she used to be, until i got a boyfriend. and it's not b/c I ditched her or choose the dick over her/anything like that. She is fucked up and doesn't care about herself very much and doesn't try to make her life/situation any better so now I think she resents me. I bailed her out a few times too and I'm not happy. I found out this weekend that she tried to sleep with my 22 year old brother (and she lied about it to make it look like he was the one who illicited it). without giving all the gory details, she should have known better.

	From: red_bullet	Date: May 30th, 2006 12:32 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Re: my best friend

I've had a few friends like that, and I wish I could say that for some of them, it worked out, but sometimes it doesn't.

However, sometimes it does. My best friend and I have been through hell and back together. But that's just it. Together. It wasn't the same situation at all, but it was a terrible one none the less.

There are three types of people in our lives; Those that are there for a reason, a season and a lifetime.

You just have to figure out which people are what, you also have to figure out what you are to other people.

Glad to have you, dollface.

	From: whitebrowgigs	Date: June 1st, 2006 06:50 am (UTC)		(Link)

alright, let's do this Saved by the bell: Hawaian style.

There once was a young man who who was attempting to soothe his eccentric mind with comics before turning in for the evening. Comics were his outlet; toys his escape. Stories of those who never gave up inspried him. Tales of those who held on till the last minute gave him hope. He rubbed his eyes, wreary from another hellish week. His throat hurt from trying to help deaf ears; his arms ached from carrying the load which was not only his, but his friends as well. He wanted slumber; he craved it. He sat on his bed in his PJ's, a pair of shorts and a Wal-mart purchased Tye Dye hippie shirt (he still laughs at the irony, kickin his feet back and forth in the air. He was catching up in his comics: "Ultimate Spider-Man" "Ultimate X-Men" "Astonishing X-Men" "The Walking Dead" and "the Incredible Hulk." Suddenly, he heard a high pitched ring. He could barely make it out, but he figured it was probably nothing; a warped frequency from the lampost in the street. He was wrong. He heard the frequency grow into a loud, piercing shrieking screech as he realized what it was: his house alarm. He kicked his feet onto bed, hearing his fathers own groggy footsteps dart past him, down the stairs. He took the stairs three at a time, his flat heavy feet pounding on the landing as his father turned off the alarm, eyeing the bottom floor. They split up, inspecting each window, each door frame, glancing outside randomly, as if to catch some 1950's culprit staring back at them in a black and white striped shirt, a black hat, and a black piece of clothing over their eyes, possbily holding a brown bag with a huge, green "$" on it. They saw nothing. After dimming all the lights, the young man told his father to hold still as he put the alarm code back on, arming it once again. They retired upstairs, groggy and irritated. Not at the alarm, mind you, but not knowing what the hell had triggered it.

so, seriously, am I in, Rog- i mean, Sammi? :)

	From: red_bullet	Date: June 1st, 2006 12:29 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Oh, yous in, baby.

	From: aquasreshaped	Date: June 9th, 2006 03:07 pm (UTC)		(Link)

apparently, if you like... don't pay parking tickets. and ignore the notices. they like, issue warrants. I mean, honestly, talk about overreacting. apparently if you get pulled over for making an illegal turn and you have these warrants out for your unpaid parking tickets... they arrest you. and if your registration is expired and you are missing a side view mirror, they tow your car. Apparently, they don't like it if you left your wallet at work in your mad rush to leave because you are late to pick up the girl you are babysitting and therefore do not have a license on your person, and they like it even less if you cannot seem to find the new insurance card you are sure is "somewhere on the floor of the passenger side".

apparently, if you are me and these things go wrong, they do not arrest you or tow your car.

it seems if you are me and you tell two adorable twentysomething policeman that you really cannot deal with this right now because you have to pick up a seven year old and that you had no idea they actually arrest people for parking tickets and the only reason you havent' paid them is because you are flat broke and that's why you are babysitting after work to begin with and that golly you have no idea how your registration could have expired and you really just cannot find the paperwork all cars are supposed to have cus, i mean, who could find anything inthis mess, ha ha ha and can you imagine ?! you left your license and wallet at work and only have this credit card in your back pocket with your name on it.... they look at you in complete astonishment and don't even know where to begin... so they let you go. they write your name and birthday and social security number down on a little pad and let you go pick up Olivia. oh and they forget to give you back that one credit card because they are too busy being bewildered by your complete and utter lack of brains that they can only call after you to take care of that warrant thing and to please be careful driving home.


add me?

	From: red_bullet	Date: June 9th, 2006 03:16 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Added!

Which reminds me...I really, really need to pay that parking ticket.

From: viper9720	Date: June 12th, 2006 11:10 pm (UTC)		(Link)

hey sam,

long time no talk! what's with all the hiding? i went to get a dose of redheaded goodness and you disapeared! now i have to create an account and tell a story. lol ok here goes...

there was this guy who was in love with this girl who he found out was cheating on him because he by chance sat next to this other man in a bar and it slipped out since neither guy new who the other one was. you've heard this one before right? so anyway, guy breaks up with girl who and they live happily ever after.

THE END.

Ryan =)

	From: red_bullet	Date: June 12th, 2006 11:14 pm (UTC)		(Link)

I'm completely about to embarass myself, but which Ryan is this? I know like five.

Added.

	From: lanrek	Date: June 20th, 2006 03:16 pm (UTC)		(Link)

I attended The Church on Thursday night and it was the best club I've ever been to. I've technically been there before, but not on the nights they turn the club into goth themed. They played the best music, had the coolest people and it was just all around awesome. I went with Ashley, Heather and Phillip. We basically worked one of the poll platforms the entire time.

I was wearing my Tripp NYC jacket. The site isn't up right now, but here's a picture of it I found on Ebay. And so this other guy, gay, was wearing it as well. But, he was wearing it a different way, so when I saw him I didn't realize it was the same jacket.

He comes up to me and jokingly says, "You're a faggot!" And I yell, "Hell yeah I'm a faggot! Are you a faggot?!" He says, "Yeah!" I told him not to worry, that his looks totally different than mine. He grunted and walked away.

So then later, we were on the poll platform and he comes up there and says, "You're such a faggot!" I just look at him funny and then he starts rubbing all up ons. Then he just leaves and goes to a platform that's in the center of the dance floor and is higher up. Basically the one where all the good dancers go. When he gets up there he motions for me to go up there with him. So I do and we dance for a little bit. It was really fun. I felt like everyone was watching us because it was just us two and we kinda matched and we were being slutty and gay together, haha.

We exchanged names but no numbers. I don't think either of us were eachother's type, but it was fun! One of the best nights I've had in a long time.

	From: red_bullet	Date: June 20th, 2006 03:20 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Nice jacket. Added.

	From: concha_malvada	Date: June 22nd, 2006 07:30 pm (UTC)		(Link)

My roommate is very loud and doesn't quite understand that I can hear him talking when he is in his room with the door closed. Even though I quote his ridiculous conversations back to him.

A couple weeks ago he had a lady friend over. They had their loud sex, which i'm used to. A while later they were laughing and talking and I hear, "Dude, if you tell anyone you ate my asshole, that would be so embarassing."

uh...yeah it would be. And now I know that she did that because he doesn't know how to whisper. I love the guy to death, but i'm pretty glad he is moving out soon.

	From: red_bullet	Date: June 22nd, 2006 07:37 pm (UTC)		(Link)

BUAHAHAHA!

That's a riot. My roomie was in North Carolina visiting his family for the past week, when he came back, I come home from work to find our kitchen table covered in bottles of really bad booze he found on clearance for a $1 each while up there.

Now we have more bottles of Wild Irish Rose and Mad Dog 20/20 (complete with Bling! Bling! logo) than we'll ever be able to actually use.

From: emperor_of_hell	Date: June 26th, 2006 12:11 am (UTC)		(Link)

hey hit me!

	From: red_bullet	Date: July 13th, 2006 04:30 pm (UTC)		(Link)

*PUNCH*

From: xcamrynx	Date: June 26th, 2006 11:58 pm (UTC)		(Link)

you are so pretty, and i love your glasses ! :]

	From: red_bullet	Date: June 27th, 2006 12:57 am (UTC)		(Link)

Aww! You're so sweet!

	From: prescilla_bean	Date: June 28th, 2006 12:53 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Just wanted to say that I love the comic you have on your profile page. Reading it was a nice start to my morning. =)

	From: red_bullet	Date: June 28th, 2006 12:56 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Thanks! I love it. There were a bunch more but I can't find the links anymore which drives me crazy!

	From: reigningcalypso	Date: July 10th, 2006 03:54 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	hey

I have a story...it's about a girl. She was sweet, she was funny, she was pretty, and had many talents. She was my best friend and then she moved away, I was sad. I didn't really keep in touch that much with her, and that is sad. <~~~ there's my story...I'm usually on myspace though...www.myspace.com/reigningcalypso. peace out - Queen of Sluts

	From: red_bullet	Date: July 10th, 2006 04:06 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Re: hey

Jesus. Zoe?

	From: reigningcalypso	Date: July 10th, 2006 04:23 pm (UTC)		(Link)

it's great to hear from you too. Yeah, I have thought of you often and wondered what you were up to..I'm in Daytona now, have a 3 year old son, my mother passed away...I'm working, trying to get back into school...you have aim?? IM at nrotiksexalpanda, if you do! It's funny you remember those things! How's ur family?

	From: red_bullet	Date: July 10th, 2006 04:31 pm (UTC)		(Link)

I'm so sorry to hear about your mother, sweetheart. She was always really nice to me. Oh, wow! A son! I remember you always said you wanted lots of kids. What's his name?

Remember how my brother was always sick? We found out he was misdiagnosed as a child and was apparently born a diabetic. So now he's a lot more stable, though he does the whole teenager thing of not really taking it as seriously as he needs to.

I'm working for my parents as their receptionist for their marine construction company while getting my archaeology and history degrees here in Boca.

Do you ever come down this way at all? I'd love for us to get together and play catch up.

My aim name is SwampFoetus. I'll be on tonight.

Talk to you soon, dollface.

	From: chocolate_pearl	Date: July 25th, 2006 05:45 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	hey you.

lets seee... who to choose.
i think i'll pick my future sister in law. i'm getting married in less
than 2 months and all my life i've always wanted a sister. you know,someone that i can get girl advice from? someone to go shopping with... confide in. something. but my sister in law isn't very nice to me. at all. it was painful
during x-mas when she got me a sweater three sizes too big and no gift receipt or tags. while she lavished over my future hubby with a coach wallet.
for her last two birthdays we go out to dinner (always the most expensive place) and then she wants to go clubbing at some $15 to get into club, on top of that she wants a schweet present. what have we done for my birthday. nada. i STILL haven't gotten a present. and when she makes plans to do something with me, she NEVER follows thru. NEVER. here i am STILL waiting to have a mani/pedi session. and to go out to eat at the new restaurant she's been raving about. Sometimes its just better to marry an only child.

add me :)

	From: red_bullet	Date: July 25th, 2006 05:48 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Re: hey you.

Added!

It sucks about your future sister-in-law. My brother is ass over tea kettles for his girlfriend and it looks like they'll be tying the knot eventually, but I think she's a doll. And even if I didn't like her I wouldn't be a cunt about it, it's about what makes my brother happy and common curtesy.

	From: dbgt11	Date: July 31st, 2006 07:29 pm (UTC)		(Link)

damn, do i have to???!!

	From: shikomi	Date: August 10th, 2006 06:28 pm (UTC)		(Link)

A couple of years ago on a summer, when all the kids and families of our neighbourhood go on vacation, we decided to let our pitbul run free for a while since there was no-one around.

When he came back, he brought a dead parrot, who belonged to the old lady who lived next to us; that parrot was like a companion to her for YEARS, so me and my friend were freaking out really bad.

We decided to clean it up a bit, and put it back in it's cage, so when the old lady came back she'd think the parrot died in the cage while she was gone and not to give the blame on our dog.

So, days later we suddently heard a FRANTIC, LOUD scream coming from our neighbour's house; obviously because of the parrot. We came over, pretended to be shocked (my friend even took down his hat and put it in his chest all drama-like) and she sort-of calmed down 15 minutes later.

When she finally was able to speak, she explained to us that her parrot had died BEFORE she left, and that it came back to her cage to haunt her or something. Zombie parrot, you know?

	From: red_bullet	Date: August 10th, 2006 06:38 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Holy crap, that's a great story!

Added.