2003
jan.

2002
jan.// feb.// mar.// apr.// may.// jun.// jul.// aug.// sept.// oct.// nov.// dec.



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


07.29.02 - It's eleven o five, and Sportscenter continues.
07.28.02 - "Parker, this one's for ME."
07.24.02 - Water is good for you.
07.21.02 - the temperature in our environment is rising rapidly...as a result, shed any and all of your garments.
07.21.02 - well ho-lee shit.
07.18.02 - -
07.15.02 - I need a hug and a drink. Perhaps some illegal drugs, too.
07.10.02 - Cliff's Notes
07.08.02 - talk about your lazy ass diary entry
07.07.02 - who does number two work for
07.07.02 - fighting crime trying to save the world here they come just in time...
07.05.02 - apparently I'm l33t. are you?



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.