...but I think Sean and Dan are trying to get rid of me. Every Sunday, Dan and I receive an email from Sean that contains a solution to one previously unsolved problem in mathematics (Goldbach's conjecture is true, btw) and our weekly posting schedule. This Sunday, I received no such email. According to Sean, he sent it, and clearly Dan got it, but I waited all day, refreshing my Gmail every thirty seconds and crying loudly. I emailed Sean to find out when I was supposed to post this week and he barely got back to me, eventually replying with an email that was so vague and hesitant that it made me reconsider my welcomeness here at StG. "If you really want to post, I guess you could post Whensday [sic]. I was going to do it - or failing that, Dan or someone else - but I guess you could, maybe. But, overall, I'd prefer that you didn't." I asked Dan what was up and he replied with a simple but very hateful email, essentially suggesting that I "move back to Israel." But I never lived in Israel, which is weird. Anyway, all this to say: sorry, late post today. Songs and words will be presented by me this evening. Whether Sean and Dan like it or not.
How's everybody's day going? Working hard?
Posted by Jordan at April 5, 2006 3:01 PMI don't really want you either.
Kidding.
Posted by Tom at April 5, 2006 3:44 PMcome join my team, i dont have jens lekman or comfy sofas but there's lots of pussy galore and free beer. i have a big movie collection too. awaiting your reply.
Posted by andrew at April 5, 2006 4:21 PMno, you must stay! its the triumvirate!!
Posted by dan at April 5, 2006 6:42 PMSean's a real meanie. A blue meanine, even.
Posted by Tuwa at April 6, 2006 1:07 PMwe really hope this is a fucking joke.
Posted by greg and jess at April 9, 2006 11:51 AM