I never really liked him, and a rather hilarious MySpace battle has been had. Well, it's still going on.

I can't help but laugh when I think how stupid he is. Anyways, this all started when he left the following comment on Erik's MySpace: (Please note that quotes shall be in Italics to eliminate confusion.)

hey loser

i haven't talked to you in a long ass time. what is your stupid ass up to these days? oh by the way, sammi has a myspace now and so does jakie poo so you might wanna go to there pages and show some love cause you know you will always love those two, if not my sister will kick your skinny white ass

To which, I posted afterwards:

Ummm....

Bye comment below me. Bye.

A few days goes by, and all is well... But, then, Big Bad Jay sends the following MySpace message to me:

soooooo i was browsing around myspace wasting a little time and i saw that after i left a nice comment on erik's myspace cause me and him are cool i see the mature comment of:

"ummmmmmmmmm

bye comment below me. bye"

i just have one question for you man...

when are you honestly gonna grow up, get some balls, and actually be a real man for once in your life. instead of being a fat, ugly, republican who is against his own sexuality?????

that's all. have a nice day :)

Originally, I replied with:

Funny that you talk about growing up with a comment like that.

But, then I decided that I'd elaborate, and let out a few of the frustrations that I was having.

Ya know, I really would have liked to leave it just at that. But, for some reason I just can't.

Who are you to assume, after what you did, you and Erik are cool? Did it ever occur to you maybe you're cool because you are an hour away. Honestly, if you still lived around the corner, you think you'd be 'cool'? I don't.

Funny how Erik just didn't delete that comment... Huh?

When I 'grow up,' and I'll have you know that I'm probably 35 years older than you, mentally, what would you like me to do? Would you like me to say to you that you're a moralless, sleazy, douche-bag that ruined your own relationship by chasing ass.

Okay: You're a moralless, sleazy, douche-bag that ruined your own relationship by chasing ass.

I will go on to say that I never really liked you, and believed you to be as dumb as a stump. Based upon these latest exhibit, I'm going to say that things haven't changed much.

Would you like me to say it to your face? I wouldn't waste my gas to drive to Boston to see you. If you want to come here, I'll be more than welcome to honor your request.

What happened to take you so long, Mr. Maturity? We left those comments a long time ago. Building up the courage? Oh, well I don't see how any courage is required to send a nasty MySpace message. However, punctuation and grammar would be nice. But, I know that you is a kollege stoodent.

Again, to futher underscore your hypocrisy, how does a comment like, "instead of being a fat, ugly, republican who is against his own sexuality?????" inspire me to "grow up, get some balls, and actually be a real man for once in your life."

Alright, I'll give you fat. I was fat. I was huge. But, I lost a lot of weight. Alright, so I won't give you fat.

Ugly, well... if you gauge it by how many boyfriends I've had versus you, I think you are failing to factor in your inherent 'sleaze factor.' I don't really think I'm ugly, but if you do, and it helps you sleep at night, go right ahead.

Republican. Well, there's no denying that. But, why is that a problem? I bet you aren't even registered to vote, so shut the fuck up about politics and get off of the 'I hate Bush' bandwagon until you can give a half dozen reasons that you feel he is bad; off the top of your head. If you want to debate politics, I'd be delighted.

And, after thorough evaluation, I'm still not understanding... How do you want me to grow up? How do you want me to get some balls? Be a Man? Upon completing these requests, how do I exhibit them to you?

Tell me, Jay.

If you did to me what you did to Erik, you'd be lucky to be breathing, because I wouldn't stand for that crap, and I'd call in some favors. But, Erik is a big boy, and he can do what he wants. If he's talking to you, great. If I don't like it, great. If you don't like that I don't like it, great.

I don't give a fuck what you think. If you've even read this far, that is, of course, assuming that you can read above a third grade level, you want me to tell you off in person... Let me know. Maybe we could even do it over the phone. 413.297.4141.

Have a sparkling day! =D

He responded, as I expected he would. He didn't address any of the rhetorical questions that I had posed, most likely because he sensed that they needn't be answered. I didn't expect that from him. I also failed to use an 's' where one should most certainly be used, hoping to prolong things... Anyway, Notice how grammar is slightly improved, and the use of punctuation:

lol that was a lot of writing, as i expected, and of course as you can probably assume i didn't read it.

but i'll say this...i'm just an asshole. i know this, i accept this, and i live it. it serves me, it provides fun, and other people tend to like it to. but once you get a life of your own instead of living erik and dan's love life maybe then you'll get some ass...that is to say besides when you go to the local park for a "hot hookup."

I began to ponder about how people like him being an asshole... However, things were getting stagnant. Getting bored with the situation, I sent the following neutralizing statement:

I assumed that you wouldn't read not because you didn't want to, but because you were probably unable to do so, either through mental incapacities or chemical aides.

I don't live in either's love life. Dan's is to be avoided at all costs because its just full of scum bags like you. Don't be pissed because I told Erik about what you and Dan had been up to. If you think that's meddling in other's love lives, then great. Whatever gets you through the night. I happen to believe that it was helping a friend.

I don't know what you're getting out of hitting me below the belt, but you seem to be doing that a lot. It leads me to believe that you're still immature, you're still ignorant, and you're still just plain stupid.

I'm probably not getting as much ass as you, because... well, I'm just not that slutty, but I've been getting enough to keep me happy. So, once again, Jay. Fuck you and what you think.

Talk to you later, sunshine.

Normally, I wouldn't post any of this, but I know that it really makes Jay look like an asshole, which he so admits to being. Also, because I'm sick of hearing the question, "Oh, why didn't you like Jay?" Perhaps those people can be referred to this, and stop asking that question.

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I would like to discuss two things. Well, not discuss that's the wrong choice of words, as you can't participate in this 'conversation.' But, anyway, the first topic shall be my sickness, and the second shall be Phil.

Please hold while I blow my nose. I am sick. Now, I don't usually get sick. Occasionally, I'll have the sniffles or a headache, but nothing debilatating. I'm not bed ridden, but I'm pretty damn close. I might have to go to a doctor. The symptoms are awful... absolutely horrible. I have not only a stuffy nose, but a drippy nose. I have a very red, tender throat, and a deep phlemy cough. Whenever I cough, I hurt my throat. Whenever I sneeze, I hurt my throat. In short, I would like to die now. Just when I blew my nose, there was blood on the tissue. I have no appetite and I haven't been eating normally. It's lasted well over a week, but today is particularly bad. As was last wednesday.

So, I didn't go to school today, and I'm positive that this pushes me over in several classes. Don't even get me started on this. It's the fucking red plague.

Also, on Phil.

Phil, please note that Sam and I are both happy for him, but he's being an asshole. A genuine asshole. Every single thing that he's ever criticized about my sex life he is now committing and condoning. I won't go into specifics, but it's really sad.

He's changed so much for this kid.

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It's been a while since I wrote anything of merit on here. Most times I post just for the sake of posting. But, I suppose I can whip up something today.

Generex, which I haven't checked today, is the depletor of my checking account. Lol. I thought I had canceled the sale, but it went through anyway. So, I'm the proud owner of several shares of Generex stock. GNBT, is the stock symbol if your interested in looking it up. I considered it for several reasons, the biggest being the onset of Avian Influenza...

I'm in the process of designing a new electrolysis unit, which when finished will offer a 300% increase in reactable surface area than the current plate design. The design, which uses rods instead of plates, seems to be a first, as searches of the patent databases have turned up nothing. The basics of the devices is there are two acrylic plates, which are 2" x 2" x 0.25" whose interior sides are placed 6" from each other. 441 nickle rods are put through the plates in a manner where they are all equidistant from each other. Opposing charges are supplied to every other electrode, and magic happens. Most designs for electrolysis units involve the charging of plates... which just seems like wasted space to me.

Anyway, something big is happening at school, and I don't know what. The administration, school committee, town councilors, and at least one attorney were in one of the sped rooms. Mrs. Mouneimneh (Moo-Name-Knee), the greatest English teacher of all time, is completely out of sorts. I'm tempted to say that it's the Basketball Pool which make Agawam the laughing stock of America that caused the houpla, but Mrs. Mouneimneh wouldn't get all stressed out about that.

She, much like myself, is so fed up with the way things are being run at the school that she'll probably consider an early retirement. In a way, I'm happy that I am not the only person who hates the school. I used to love school... in about fourth grade. It is such a disaster over there.

Part of this experience has really tought me to understand the fundamentals of terrorists. Now, many of us associate the word terrorist with turbans, but let's look back. The Bostonians who broke onto merchant ships docked in Boston Harbor to protest the tax on tea were terrorists. I consider terrorism as the use of destructive forces to have your thoughts heard. Now, I am not condoning terrorism, as it usually does more harm than good. But, the center office is staffed by the most block-headed, ignorant leeches that ever walked the earth. I know, because I used to intern there. Most people have partial interactions with the office when they sign in tardy or something like that, but I've worked with them, and seen how they operate. They are so obsessive about not getting sued that they are crushing freedom and education.

We don't take field trips anymore because there is too much liability. This is a perfect example of how the C.Y.A. mentality is causing education to suffer. Students cannot leave campus because someone, somewhere decided that in the event of an accident, the school is liable. School gets sued, hilarity ensues.

Let's take a look back at the office staff, shall we? Nay, we'll start at the top and work our way down.

Dr. Mary Cjackoffski
I've had limited interactions with her, but I've heard good, bad and ugly about her. And, while we're at it, I've seen the ugly about her. I don't know what she thinks she is doing with her crazy Medusa blonde curly nest of doom, but it has got to go. She is the Saab driving, husbandless, fit woman that everyone assumes is a big lez. Whatever her orientation maybe, she seems two faced. She seems as though when she inherited the Agawam Public School System from that other corrupt guy, whose name escapes me at the moment, she had to change everything to validate her job. Dr. Ameruso, was his name.

Dr. Linda J. Prystupa
A puppet. It seems as though she's always aspired to be a highly-paid school official. She can follow the leprechauns and unicorns all the way there, because she's not going to find it. She can't handle the power of running a school. She's too biased and unfair to run a public education facility. I've had issues that I've tried to bring up with her, and she dismisses them and me as an unruly, ignorant child. She's insulted me unintentionally a half dozen times of the top of my head. She seems like she's trying to teach students to be followers and not leaders. She imposes rules, and hopes that we get used to being oppressed by someone.

Mrs. Scheve
She ran the school. Now that she's gone, the school is literaly going to the dogs.

Mrs. Kelley
She seems like the type of person that was always kissing Mrs. Scheve's ass, but secretly, in the confines of her closet wished horrible things upon her in hopes that she could someday rule the Agawam High School Center Office. She's so by-the-book that it hurts. She has the type of pleasantness about her, where you just know that she's fake. I can't stand her.

Mrs. Kana
She seems kinda clueless. And what the hell is she wearing?! Some days she has the craziest outfits on. I think the next time I go in there, she'll don a hat made of fruit, and a white Island dress. But, all she seems to be able to do is answer the phones and to tell visitors how to sign in. I've asked her things, and she just directs me to one of the other secretaries, or to a VP. In addition to being clueless about school, she seems clueless about life. I imagine that she wakes up, she takes 500mg of Valium, and gets ready to greet the day apathetically.

Nameless-Red-Haired-Half-Day-Lady
I think she might be an intern, but she's only there for half of the day, in the morning. She, like Kana, is absolutely clueless about school policies. She is also quite nasty.

While were at, let's give some awards.
I would give the Stick-Her-Nose-Where-It-Doesn't-Belong Award to.....


I would give the Biggest-Douche-Of-All-Time Award to.........................


Second place for the BDOAT Award.......................................................


The Disney-Character-Look-Alike Award goes to..................................


The Celebrity-Look-Alike Award goes to...............................................


The Most-Incompetent-Human-Award goes to.....................................

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