2003
jan.

2002
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2001
may.// jun.// aug.// sept.// oct.// nov.// dec.


10.31.02 - I see you shaking in antici...............pation
10.31.02 - I need a nap...
10.29.02 - at least Friday the 13th Part 2 is on
10.29.02 - Nick Bakai amuses me, and he was Norbert in the Angry Beavers!
10.27.02 - I'm really fucking hungry.
10.27.02 - I should be asleep.
10.27.02 - I win. Case Closed.
10.26.02 - I want to keep her.
10.25.02 - THAT'S IT...THAT'S THE LIST!
10.25.02 - Brr, dammit.
10.23.02 - Yawn...Wednesday awaits, and I'm one thrilled mammajamma
10.22.02 - you got the cool...got the cool shoeshine? sureshot? sunshine?
10.22.02 - little bear + alien invader's organs = illegal marriage license
10.20.02 - I wish I could lay your arms down/and let you rest at last/wish I could slay your demons/but now that time has passed
10.20.02 - Before You Die You See The Ring
10.18.02 - Back In Blue...hey hey hey heyhey
10.17.02 - no good reason why
10.14.02 - Love?
10.13.02 - Part One of Two.
10.12.02 - Crotch Botulism!!!
10.11.02 - Happy birthday to me.
10.10.02 - quick and painless
10.10.02 - Red Dragon gets 4.5/5.
10.08.02 - NHL OPENING NIGHT ON ESPN IS TOMORROW AND I AM SO GOD DAMN HAPPY IT AIN'T EVEN FUNNY!!!!!
10.08.02 - Bear down, Chicago Bears...ah, screw it.
10.06.02 - Sounds like Sunday. Shhh...listen...hear that? It's fucking Sunday.
10.04.02 - I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice chiante...**thpthpthpthpthp**
10.03.02 - Take me down to Oso city where the girls walk by and the food is shitty, oh won't you please take me howooowooowooooome.
10.01.02 - Deedoodee dee doo deedoodee dee doo dee do dee dee doo-doo, ba-dum-bum-bum...



OsoPequeno

Name: Russ

Diary name: Oso Pequeno's Pub

Member since: since the beginning of time?

Number of entries:over 300


Description: Blue hair. Glasses. You will not see me without a hockey jersey for more than three days. You will also not see me away from work for more than two. Veterinary technician / office manager / animal control guy. Goaltender in street hockey, can't afford ice gear.

Strengths: Able to make glove saves faster than the eye can see. Razor-sharp sarcastic wit. Knowledge of veterinary medicine far beyond that of those who have no experience in the field. Can beat you in pretty much any video game. And I've been told I'm a cutie.

Weaknesses: Sam Adams beer, english accents, low glove side shots, any Spider-Man memoribilia, orange-haired girls, Dr. Pepper, and bad horror movies.

Likes: Video gaming, sleeping late, watching anime and horror, warmth, working, coffee, people who have faith in me, iced tea, buying electronic crap, the warm glow of tiny red LEDs, toys, pizza.

Dislikes: pessimism, doing dishes, people who treat other people or animals poorly, Chuck Jones cartoons, diet soda, toys out of the package, being cheated out of a win in Madden, the St Louis Blues, and mean people

Special skills: Speaks to animals (in animal, not English). Disarming smile. Small, girlish hands capable of fitting into teeny tiny spaces. Stupid enough to be willing to stand in front of really hard slapshots. Minty fresh breath. Can brew a really tasty iced tea. And one more that the girl I love says I shouldn't mention here.

Weapons:Big-ass steel toed work boots. Rope leash...OF DOOM. Ninja kicks. Throwing syringes. Xbox controller. And one really cool Spider-Man goalie mask.

Closest allies: My sidekick, Spike the wonder kitty. Mr. Tony Kornhaiser. Mr. Potato Head. The Count. Louie, lord of the grill. John "I love gravy" Madden. Ed, PJ, Benny, Jerry, Mike, Mandy, and Beck. And my fiancee, Mezz.