Daryl says: Fuck it all y'all
It’s seven twenty nine in the morning and I cannot sleep. Last night I went out to dinner with my buddies at some posh restaurant in downtown Seattle.
Dinner sucked.
The waitress, a 20-something blonde with large, fake boobs asked me if I wanted a refund. She also gave me a card with the restaurant web site, PoshFoodDiningSeattle.com
What a fine combination of shitty dining and a shitty domain!
On my way out, I told her, honey, you should get a refund for those silicone domes, they are far too large for your frame.
Anyway, at least beer was good.
Tossing and turning in bed, I thought about the past couple of years of domaining. It was good early on but not any more. Sometimes I have suicidal thoughts. I wonder what it’d be like to die in a large crash, slamming my camaro into a semi on the interstate. Fuck it all, y’all.
My diary is getting fuller day after day. I wonder what it’d be like if I were to sell it to a publishing company. I drink a lot and domain registration fees come at a beer price. So the question is, beer or domains?
Yeah. Fuck it all y’all.
Editor’s note: These are the Diaries of Daryl the Drunk Domainer, who passed away early this year. DomainGang acquired them and will be publishing them unedited.
Daryl should have called me and I’ll bring him to Chinatown for some of the spicy Bruce Lee Kung Fu chicken and a visit to De JaVu.
BullS – That entry is from a couple of years back. RIP Daryl 🙁