Elliot Yamin lost!! There is a GOD!!

This was at this massive anti-war protest in London, the old hippies there, surprisingly, did not appreciate our obnoxious American behavior. God, drinking gas, though, that's some hardcore shit. I'd have to be at least 8 beers deep to even give it a try.
Some really fat guy tried to beat my ass last night, but lucky for him, Clements held me back. You can laugh now. We were at Big Daddys with a UR girl Courtney and a couple of her friends. This guy, we'll call him Fatty McDouche, starts grinding behind Courtney and I think she made these uncomfortable faces, which caused me to laugh clearly. I guess he saw this and he came up to me and said "Oh, I'm soooo fat, are you talking shit about me?" I said, "No Fatty McDouche, I didn't say anything, I'm just doing my best (terrible) white boy dance moves over here." He eventually just went away and I was able to get back to spanking Clements. Here's the point though: If you weigh 750 pounds and start dancing behind an attractive girl, thereby causing her to throw up in her mouth, I am going to laugh at you. It's a very simple concept really.
You know who hate? Yes, you, but besides you, people who respond to those evite things saying they can't come to a party because they're a)going to a wedding in Hawaii! b) sorry! i'm backpacking through Europe this weekend! happy b-day, though!! c) oh man, wish i could make it, but i'm flying around in the new plane my daddy just bought me!! Yay! Me!! Look people, nobody gives fuck what're you doing, nobody cares about your thrilling life, if you can't come to a party, just click the "no" button and get off the site before i'm forced to kill you. Hell, don't even respond at all if you can't do it without being a total douche.
I had 20 bucks on the Mets beating the Yanks by 2 runs yesterday...I was all ready to go out and spend my winnings on 50 cherry Slurpees, and then Billy Benitez puts on a steel tipped boot and slams it into my junk. 4-0 in the ninth, Billy, you make $8565969 million a year, how does this happen? And Willie Randolph has got the brain of a fuckin retarded mouse, Benitez walks 30 batters and takes a dump on the mound, and you leave him in there? Ok yeah, moral here: Gambling is bad.
I'm torn between Thailand and South Korea now, more fun, more whores in Bangkok, but a whole lot more $ in Seoul. It'd be really lame if I sold out for the money, but it's gotta be a factor when you've got 20 G in student loans and your car can't go around the block without something falling off it. If anyone's been to these places, give me advice damn it, and this is mainly directed to whoever has been checking my blog from Korea. I appreciate all of the worldwide support for my blog. It's been seen in all of these countries: Korea.
The guy who posed as an H-P reporter so he could check out young girls at the ballet called me on my cell phone yesterday. He wanted to know if I was coming to this street party in town. Man, I have no idea why I didn't just go off on this guy, and then call the police, I think all of the drugs are starting to wear me down. But really, my voicemail at work says to call my cell if it is urgent, I don't what fuckin dictionary this perv is using, but I could have sworn urgent does not mean call to annoy me on Saturday afternoon. "Hi, this is Ryan, I'm not here right now, but if you happen to be a pedophile, please get in touch via my cell immediately."
Worst Movie Ever: The Ringer.