First of all I have not recovered totally yet. But that is my own fault.

But then I woke up this morning by the alarm. Which sucks, because normally I wake up before the alarm, so the sounds came as a shock. I hate waking up like that.

Then I pined for Matt Baker from Blue Peter, running around in his swimming trunks through the Grand Canyon. I was so transfixed that I forgot to work.

When I did I missed my tram and I had to wait ten minutes, which seems long when you feel cold.

Finally I arrive at work, only to find the door kicked in.

Remember those Hollywood pictures where the entire place is trashed, all the cupboards emptied on the floor and stuff? That's what it looked like.

So I called the police, then waited a looong time before they arrived.

Okay, so the policeman was CUTE. Not handsome, but CUTE.

Then I had to clean my entire office and had to file a wadoyoucallit at the police station. It took 45 minutes before it was my turn.

Okay, so I was helped by the CUTE policeman again. Not handsome, but CUTE.

When that was done I was SO faint and I realised it was not the police officer, but the fact I had skipped lunch.

So at three I went for some sandwiches and then went to the office to do some actual work. And there is LOTS of work to be done when you try to produce an awardshow around an Indonesion puppeteer that HATES e-mail and sends cd-roms filled with info that runs on programs that do not exist in Europe...

Then, for another awardshow I went through around 2.000 movietitles, looking for stills.

Then, Fhunkin told me he was feeling sick and cancelled our date that wasn't really a date. Poor fella. I gave him the flu. DOn't forget to thank me, Fhunkin.

Then, when I finally thought I could go home, one of my best friends called to tell me she could really use a hug.

So instead of going home I am now at her place, riting this silly thing while she was on the phone.

So. I am sure Michael Jackson's day is worse.

How was YOUR day?

This is Matt Baker, btw.

This is the current Blue Peter team and Matt is the guy on the left. He's got the cutest smile, neautiful sparkly eyes and he has an accent that makes my knees wobbly.



And I like his dog.


[This message was edited Thu Nov 20 9:46:54 PST 2003 by gooeythehamster]

gooeythehamster said:

so many questions, so little bandwidth



sorry about your day though

AaronUniversal said:

Hehehe, that sounds like Weathergirls songs, somehow.

Well, at least Fhunkin and the policeman are cute.

My day's pretty good, so far. I just had two yummy window salesmen leave the house. I don't think I'll buy, but it was nice seeing two handsome guys exude such desperation for me.

Lammastide said:

Please, buy our crotchless undies?

gooeythehamster said:

gooeythehamster said:

"So Many Men, So Little Time
By Miquel Brown



5, 10, 20, 40, 50, 60, 70, 80, 85, 90, 95

It's morning, I open my eyes
And everything's still the same
I turn to the guy who stayed last night
And asked him "What's your name?"
This seems to happen more and more
I love those men one and all
Each new one I meet makes my heart beat fast
When I see them so strong and tall

So many men, so little time
How can I lose?
So many men, so little time
How can I choose?

They tell me I'm up to no good
I should just settle down
But I don't wanna stay with just one man
I wanna sample what's around
Feels like heaven every night
Being here with someone new
Physical thrill, a beautiful smile, and wonderful muscles too

5, 10, 15, 20, 25, 30, 35, 40, 45, 50, 55, 60, 65, 70, 75, 80, 85, 90, 95...

So really who cares about love?
Who wants that freedom taken away?
For fifty-two weeks of every year there's a new man everyday
It's too many choices to make up my mind
So many men can turn on my light
Don't want true love
Don't want friends
Just give me their bodies tonight"

Lammastide said:

PURRR

(L)

bummer, dude.

I'm only a couple of hours in, but my day so far has been jus fine.

I rate this thread three stars.

Gooey, please, before you get upset with me for my relatively low star rating, please remember, I am not rating the events that you wrote about, only their presentation, style, and originality. Let me take each of those in turn.

You lost a star right off the bat by having kind of a whiney thread title. I mean who wants to read about how someone else's day sucked? Your presentation in other words was lacking. Try to get something that really grabs the reader's atention right off the bat! Lose the title and you lose your audience.

Your style: Too many short, single sentence paragraphs. You have a great story in there somewhere, but it's lost by your choppy prose.

Originality: I don't get a sense of you Gooey. You could be anyone whose door at work was kicked in and was helped by a CUTE policeman. What makes this story scream "Gooey!!!" Think about it!

On the positive side, I like the way you elaborated in subsequent posts on who Matt Baker is, even providing pictures. That shows that you really know your audience and that you know how to care for and nurture your own thread.

Gooey, you're a trip.






5 star edit
[This message was edited Thu Nov 20 10:29:12 PST 2003 by 2the9s]

2the9s said:

No, you're a trip. Are you a writing tutor?

2the9s said:

Ah, 9's all Dutch people want to know about it. It's the
first thing we talk about when we get to work in the
morning. We sit down at our desk with a cup of coffee,
heave a deep and depressed sigh and launch into our own
little horroscript of what happened to us last night at
home and how everything there sucks.

Then we go home at 17:00 and plunge ourselves into the
nearest chair to complain to whomever is around that our
day at worked sucked total dogscrotum.

Then we go to bed and dream of complaining some more.
It's a patriotic kind of affair for us. As long as we
complain, we know that we're still Dutch.

What is it about BBC presenters that makes them so damn
irresistable??

Personally, I have a weakness for Alistair Appleton,
host of the infamous "cash in the attic"







damn, that's such a lickable face

IstenSzek said:

Oh my...

And what's this Blue Peter thing?

madartista said:

Blue Peter is sort of a children's program where they do
all sorts of things. It's mainly presenters doing some
funny & informative stuff in the studio, intersected
with clips and films and stuff.

You know, they show you how to make a seaworthy boat
from a toiletrole and a hairpin.

Oh wait, no, that was McGyver...

How was YOUR day? pas mal

IstenSzek said:

Hmmm... but maybe MCGyver started out watching Blue Peter???

i think you gave me the flu too.
[This message was edited Thu Nov 20 13:43:46 PST 2003 by Milty]

Milty said:

man, Gooey gets around!

madartista said:

he's such a slut.

Milty said:

madartista said:

Must be like Blue Balls.

TRON said:

Should they really have a children's show dedicated to that?

madartista said:

Sure, why not?

TRON said:

You're right. I guess they have to learn it at some point. Why not with a song and dance?

madartista said:

Exactly!

TRON said:

We said "Blue balls" - u think this is gonna get moved over to LSR now? Hmm...

madartista said:

Probably. It should've been moved just for having the word 'sucked' in the title.