Georgy's Dedication Blog

In Georgy's latest blog, she dedicates her blog to her father, and talks lovingly about how her old man is disappointed that she isn't blogging enough.

I am must admit that I am envious of Georgy.

I have to force my father to read my blog. I must scream at him to read my blog. Berate him. Sometimes even kidnap him from the local Home for the Aged, bring him to my place, duck-tape him to the seat, and tell him he cannot use the bathroom until he reads my goddamn blog.

I mean, this is bullshit.

Georgy is of course, Georgy. She is a beautiful, intelligent woman. I would even go as far as to say that she is a Goddess -- or perhaps even -- The Goddess, but my blog is Post-Modern. I have turned blogging on its head to blog about someone else’s blog. I am blogging in a way that no Man or Woman has ever blogged before.

It is bullshit to be born into this world without a beautiful body like Georgy, and a loving father like Georgy's father. A father who shows interest his offspring. It is total bullshit, and I fucking resent it!

Shit. Pure Shit

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Buy.com won't take me off of their newsletter full of overpriced crap. They won't reply to my requests in writing to take me off either. There is no phone numbers listed at buy.com, nor any e-mail addresses. (None that I can find.) Is there anyone there, or is buy.com run by a machine that will take over world after a pre-programmed apocalypse.

I saw Ashcroft boasting about how many people he's thrown in prison for Internet crime the other day on CSPAN. Why doesn't Ash destroy this evil machine while we still have time.

Georgy-speak

Georgy has finally couphed up a few posts, but they are getting progressivly more cryptic, as if they are written for a crowd of Georgy elite, or perhaps for Georgy's private use only:

Here's an example. Her November 19th post:


The Next Star Wars Kid
Though, he will probably have a career after this. Dead ringer for Chunk from Goonies, thanks to Brad for resolving that for me.


Who is The Next Star Wars kid? And more importantly, who is Brad?

Georgy is not communicating effectively. She is not speaking to the masses on their level.

I hereby dub this new type of Georgy blogging as Georgy-speak.

Come on, Georgy....