Archive for December, 2008

I’m sick and tired of wannabe Cherokee’s.

Tsali Wasituna was not a person.

Tsali and Wasituna were.

Wasituna was Tsali’s son, whose name became Americanized into Washington.

Re: Stupid MySpace girl

Learn the facts before you post stupid stuff.

I was going to message this person politely and advise them of their error, but their profile won’t even let you send a message without being a friend. That is stupid, what the hell is the point of having a MySpace if you lock it down so that only people who know your last name or email address can message yo on there? Wouldn’t it just be simpler to have people email you?

No, because of your self Pius-ness, you made me come here and rant and be angry! ARRRGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!! YOU WOULDN’T LIKE ME WHEN I’M ANGRY!!! ARRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!! *RIPS SHIRT*

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to head back to macking on stupid born again christians.

Tsali Wasituna

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Upgrading a jailbroken iPhone to 2.2 firmware is a fucking bitch!

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I want to ride my bicycle, I want to ride my bike I wan to ride my bicycle, anywhere I’d like.

Bicycle riding in the Winter months isn’t that easy. Your tires go flat quicker, the ride is much colder, available safe daylight hours are less and the roads tend to be slicker.

Sure, I can throw on my long johns and South Pole jacket, ride in the early afternoon and get some Winter tires, but that doesn’t address the safety concerns of dealing with Winter driving idiots. The ones who, at the slightest hint of snow, rush the market for bread and milk and drive 15 miles under the speed limit there. Avoiding these fucktards is pretty damn difficult when your going along on the shoulder/side road at 15-20 mph and the decide that they can’t see you and run you off the road. Yeah, they couldn’t see the flashing red and white side lights, the flashing red tail light and the car halogen head light, along with the orange and green reflective tape on the jacket pants and shoes. Nope no way I’d stand out like that, especially as I dive head first into an embankment because you were too busy talking of your cellphone in your soccer mom minivan.

Seriously, the scariest thing I have ever fucking seen on the road was a soccer mom in a minivan/SUV talking on her cellphone changing lanes without signaling and cutting people off because she is soooo much better at multi-tasking than a man is. Bitch get off your high horse and stop running me off the road!!

Based on a true story of a soccer mom in a Ford Expedition complete with soccer ball in back and soccer stickers on the hatch, who ran me off the road on my Schwinn.

Secondly, save Otter Creek Park, the only safe place in the metro area to ride my bike.

Tsali Wasituna

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Allan is busy playing Rock Band II, I’m playing Warcraft, so bored.

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Car frozen solid, heater blowing, running out of gas… Here I am in my death throws in the parking lotbof my employer, and not a single soul will help me… That’s alright though because I will just eat their brains when I come back as a zombie.

Actually, I think I’ll go ahead and eat their brains anyway.

Tsali Wasituna

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He seriously hates mullet fish, even his shirt says “Cut your mullet!”

Just look at him slacking.

Tsali Wasituna

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