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Thursday, June 30, 2005

Currently Watching
Out Cold
By Flex Alexander, David Denman
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Ok people

college is awesome

if you are not in college yet, I highly recommend going. It is so choice.

Endless parties, endless beers, and the women flow like fine, fine wine

excellent

even though i do miss everyone from home, i will be home soon and people will be coming up here so its all good.

as for tonight, im taking a night off. Lets just say i partied a little too hard last night. Vodka pong was probably a bad idea. 16 shots later it was the BEST IDEA EVER!

And i got a girls number

HOLLA

Advice of the Day: get drunk now

Fish


Friday, June 24, 2005

Currently Listening
Horrorscope
By Eve 6
Here's to the Night
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Ok now i know this might sound sad, but i will no longer be writing about life in UD. Upper Dublin has been my home for about 18 and a half years now, and it will be sad to leave it and all its inhabitants. To all the people who I will never see again, good luck in college and i will see you at the 10 year reunion or whatever. If you are ever at Penn State main, look me up. To all the people who I will keep in touch with and who will keep in touch with me, look forward to updates about college life this summer. I leave on Saturday at noon. Thats like less than 2 days. Thats pretty scary. But anyway, I dont have much else to say. Thanks to everyone for all the good times, the bad times, and all the times in between. The inside jokes, the stupid jokes, and the racial jokes. The awkward moments, the priceless moments, the moments that made me hold my breath and the moments that took my breath away. Here's to you Upper Dublin. Here's to the days. Here's to the nights.

Cue music

Here's to the nights we felt alive
Here's to the tears you knew you'd cry
Here's to goodbye
Tomorrow's gonna come too soon

Until next time

Signing out of Upper Dublin and in to upper Pennsylvania

With a bittersweet taste in my mouth

The one and only

Lee Fishman

Advice of the Day: Regret nothing. But if you are going to regret something, regret regretting something, so in the end it cancels itself out and you're left with a confusing sentence with a lot of R's.


 


Tuesday, June 14, 2005

Currently Reading
Anne Hooper's Kama Sutra
By Anne Hooper
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this weekend was fun

friday some people from long island came to lesley's house and them, me, les, jsol, stu, levi, emily, gab, and danny had a pizarty at les's house. It was a grand affair. I touched danny. Many times.

saturday, after waking up to a pancake craving and a gay-sol attack, i went with arielle, nina (the 2 long islanders), danny, lesley, and jsol to emily's aunt's house for her grad party. It was hot............yea.

after that we went to lesley's grad party. That was fun. There was 2 pools. One with water, and one under the dog's tongue. That was gross. But the regular pool was good. I got thrown in by Les's brother after me, Sean, and Jeremy soaked him with the water guns that we used to crash the party. Luckily i brought a backup polo. Lesley's mom was pretty drunk and pretty funny. And im just pretty. There was a lot of food and shit. More food, less shit but the dog did contribute a lot to that. As it got dark, people got drunk, but i didnt cuz i had to be home to set up for my grad party the next day.

Speaking of my grad party the next day.....

Sunday was my grad party. That was fun. A lot of people came, and a lot of people didnt but i have no way to end this sentence. There was a tiki man that shot water which stu partook in, and a slip and slide which lesley and alli blew up and which many people were injured on. It may have said ages 3-12 on the box as well as saying no one over 5 ft or over 110 pounds can go on it, but we figured they were more guidelines than actual rules. After a while a poker game formed, which went on for like 5 hours. Thats why i dont play poker. You cant just play for 10 minutes and then leave, because most people are douche bags and wont let you. A lot of people lost, but i think the biggest loser was tim javan, who walked STRAIGHT into my screen door and broke it.

Speaking of nothing i was talking about, I got a kama sutra book.

Anyway, during the poker game some people watched Team America, some watched bball on tv, and a supercool group of 3, namely lesley, rachel, and gab, played clue. Gab won. It was Colonel Mustard with the candlestick in the dining room. That bastard.

On a side note, apparently my penis is pathetic times 3.

Anyway, after all those people left, there was a massage-fest in my living room, followed by a final halo 2 match with me, sean, jeremy, erthal, JR, and tim. The ast people left around 1:30. Then i counted my money ($1971 approx), set up my new iPod mini (which has UDHS 2005 engraved on the back) and itunes, and went to sleep. A job well done.

Good weekend

Monday I went out to dinner with Lesley, Danny, and Glatter at Outback Steakhouse on Old York Road. It was delicious. I had a bloomin onion, bread, bread, bread, and steak. I liked the bread. A lot. Yeah. Glatter paid for me, I guess I was his date. After that we decided to go to Brunswick Zone for a late night bowl-a-rama. I know i promised myself no more            -rama's, but this was an exception. We played three games, the third one being speed bowling, and, after adding up all the scores, I was the champion. Apparently it was cold, but i was stuck in the heat of the moment. We had a running bet on how old the girls next to us were. I said 15, Lesley said 15, Danny said 15, and Glatter said 16. Damn Glatter's luck. He won. He won nothing, but he still won. And i still can't get three strikes in a row, but danny did and it made me cry. Figuratively, of course. After that, we parted ways.

As Lesley and I were driving home, we decided to wash my car. Don't ask me how that came about, but it seemed like a good idea. When we got to her house, we went around gathering all the cleaning supplies we needed to do the job. We started at around 1:30 and ended about 2:30. We started dry and ended wet (get your mind out of the gutter). We started clean and ended dirty (again, mind out of the gutter), but it was all good. Apparently lesley still hates me as i write this, but im pretty sure she's just mad because she had a good time and wont admit it. The car looks rather shiny, except the windows which are kind of poopy, but i dont care. I saved $20. Lesley scratched her neck. and then gave me a dirty look. and then shifted her eyes between the screen and me. and then made clicky sounds with her mouth (mind. Out of the gutter). Then said "That's awkward." But anyway, I got a sandwich out of it all, not to mention a wet shirt, pants, and boxers. Its like a waterworks down there. So that brings us up to now, sitting at Lesley's computer at 3:30 in the am typing my xanga.

Advice of the Day: Don't forget to bring a towel.

Fish 


Wednesday, June 01, 2005

Currently Playing
Sunday Morning
By Maroon 5
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Here he is folks. Tim Javan in all his glory.

Soccrstar2005 (10:45:00 AM): aight i g2g finish up this paper
Soccrstar2005 (10:45:01 AM): ill cya
Marvin5610 (10:45:09 AM): what paper?
Soccrstar2005 (10:45:13 AM): com study
Marvin5610 (10:45:17 AM): ...
Marvin5610 (10:45:19 AM): r u kidding?

Soccrstar2005 (10:45:25 AM): no
Soccrstar2005 (10:45:26 AM): y?
Marvin5610 (10:45:32 AM): u do know that it was due today
Soccrstar2005 (10:45:36 AM): yea
Marvin5610 (10:45:37 AM): by 9:30
Marvin5610 (10:45:39 AM): ok
Soccrstar2005 (10:45:40 AM): wat?!
Marvin5610 (10:45:44 AM): yeaaaaaa
Soccrstar2005 (10:45:47 AM): 930??!?!
Marvin5610 (10:45:49 AM): yeaaaaaa
Marvin5610 (10:45:52 AM): wow
Soccrstar2005 (10:45:52 AM): fuck
Marvin5610 (10:45:54 AM): haha
Marvin5610 (10:45:56 AM): thats funny
Soccrstar2005 (10:46:00 AM): g2g bye
Marvin5610 (10:46:03 AM): haha later
Soccrstar2005 is away at 10:46:10 AM

Tim Javan everybody, Tim Javan. Let's give him a hand

Ok here's a long story made short. Saturday morning at 2:22 i left to go to Ocean City with Rachel, Lesley, emily, and Whitney (emily's friend from Miami). Skipping over the drive, which was about 0 for 10, we stayed at the Ocean Manor Motor Inn, which I made a song about. On the way there, however, we tried about 30 other hotels, Whit and I almost got hit by a flying cigarrette, and we got pulled over by a cop. The car, by the way, had a lot of alcohol and philly blunts in it, emphasis on blunt. After Lesley's display of idiocy, and i mean that in the nicest way possible, towards the officer by saying things like "I live at home" and "I'm not from around here" we finally went to the motel where we lied to the lady about how many people were in our room, had some drizinks, and then went to the beach and fell asleep looking like a bunch of homeless people. Breakfast was had only by Les and me and it consisted of Monkey Bread with extra icing. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. And then we went home.

The End.

Advice of the day: party with me, thats where its at

Fish


Monday, May 23, 2005

Currently Playing
(What's The Story) Morning Glory?
By Oasis
Don't Look Back In Anger
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It's over. Its all over.

Latin Convention 2005, probably one of the best times of my life, anticipated from the minute i arrived home from Convention '04, is over. I cannot say if it was the best Convention out of the four, there is no comparison. They were all great in their own ways. All i can say is that it was amazing. I could not have asked for a better way to end my high school career. People who have never gone can not possible understand it. Those who go can only strap in for the ride. The memories created, the friendships forged, the traditions upheld, it blows my mind to think about these past for years. McCullough, Carpenter, Strobes, Murph, Smitty, Liam, Chuck, Crazy Nick, Mastromatto, and the girls, Laura, Sam, Ellen, Mims, made Convention what it was. I couldn't have asked for better people to be there with me. Also the people who couldnt be there- kessler, horowitz, seth, wappes, turkot, wilson, Brown, and i will add others as i remember them.

First, a list of inside jokes......

1. Don Delouis: "You come to me on this, the day of my daughters wedding, and ask me to kill a man i do not know. Now why should i kill this....Count Chocula?

   Captain Crunch: "Because that bastard has been spreading lies! My cereal does not cut the roof of your mouth!" (leans back and folds arms) "With all respect."

2. THAT WAS A LOAD BEARING CANDY CANE!

3. I have a boyfriend! His name's....John...John Cauldron!

   Hi is Denise here?

   Give her about 20 more minutes

   But the show starts at 8

4. I couldn't be in more pain! Ahhhhhh!

5. Theres a dick in my ass and its 2:35 am!!!!!!!!

6. Theres a stick in my shoe and it remind me of you.....

7. Of course, Feminine Night

8. So Sally can wait

9. The 3 Banditos. Forever.

10. I am Nipples, Fortunato is Pervert.

11. The Mr. Mike story as played on guitar and told by the one and only Ben Starobin.

12. I say Caruthers. You know what's very, very funny? A  man dressed in women's clothing.

Yes, ah, ripping good laugh

13. More to come as i remember them

Ok now for the stories...........

1. First of all, the Convention video (the project) that was amazing and ended up winning 3rd place.

2. Me wooing at ellen on the bus going to psu every time she stood up.

3. Our awesome volleyball team that got 3rd place

4. The 3 Banditos of course. Me, McCullough, and Carpenter, dressed in full mexican attire. Matching hats with Mexican flags sticking out the top and Zorro masks. Ace had a black dress shirt with a tie, Carp had a giant paper table cloth that said Fiesta along the sides and a black grease paint mustach with marraccas. I had a red polo shirt with a stripe, a red and blue tie, and my guitar. I played "Hero" and "Bailamos" by Enrique Iglesias all day, and everyone sang. I also threw some Third Eye Blind in there. It was amazing. All the other school had gay sombreros, we were the only ones with music. We should have won the informal spirit contest.

5. While Carp was doing oratory, me, McCullough, Liam, Murph, and possibly some other people, took all of his boxers, soaked them in the water fountain outside the dorm room (where i proceded to toss them like salad), and put them in the freezer. I also made a tribute to Seth by trying to fit myself into the freezer and then running into the wall. In Carp's bag we found some undies with a "vagina strap" as i like to call it. I put them on over my shorts and stuck a snack pack and a tennis ball in there and proceded to dance and pelvic thrust a lot. We go that on camera. When Carp found them and we took them out they were all frosted over. That was the first real prank of Convention.

6. The Dance. Wow. What a great dj....NOT. He sucked sooo bad. He didnt blend the end of the song and the beginning of the next song together so there was like a 10 second pause between songs, he played bad songs, the music wasnt loud enough, and it wasnt dark enough. Oh and the best looking girls were from our school. I swear we were the best looking school there. So anyway, While we Carp and I were at the dance with the girls, McCullough, Murph, Smitty, and probly others trashed Whistletips' and Fortunato's room. They hid one mattress in the window and closed the drapes, and hid the other in one of the closets. However, in a move of pure genius, they tied the other closet shut, so when Winterfresh and Fortunato came in, they opened the wrong closet and didnt even check the other one. The guys also switched clothes and stuff from Wonka and Fortunato's bags with each other. Winstein got really mad. It was funny. Also at the dance, i did the worm.

7. We all finished the tests at the same time. How did that happen? I got the lowest score in Derivatives, and Ace got the lowest in vocab i think. Wooooooooooo.

8. Basketball. I was the cardinal. I was AWESOME. It got real hot in that suit. I sweated more than the players. We did good in bball but we got a bit robbed. Some people are too large for their own good, i.e. the chewbacca girl.

9. After the spirit competition, we all went to the creamery. I still had my guitar with me, and when we came out of the creamery some girls shouted at me to play something. I asked them what they wanted me to play and one said "play dashboard!" So i immediately yelled "NO! NOW YOU DON'T GET A SONG!" So we started walking away and one girl ran up and said I have change! I have change! She wasn't too bad looking so i played her Jumper by Third Eye Blind. Sure, i could have played her something that would have serenaded her a bit, but whatever.

10. Tennis. We had to walk around the entire building becase there was a fence right before the door to get in. Go Ellen and Fortunato! First Place!! The cowbell, me videotaping ellen's ass for like 5 minutes, showing mccullough, and then deleting it. Because tennis went on long we were real late for the banquet. We all walked in, without togas, and magistra immediately gave us the patented "magistra death look" and everyone stared. It was good. Hey, its whistletips' birthday!

11. MTV and Pimp My Ride were at PSU. They wouldnt let me go. Bastards.

12.The spirit skit. So much preparation. Ace's Magister Miyagi voice was priceless, carp forgot his lines, and i didnt even get to do my part. Ewwwwwwwww Caliope.

13. The talent show. What can i say? Me, Ace, Carp, and Murph. The hecklers. Feminine Night was played. It was the greatest moment in music history. The guy pulled the mic in and that was it for me. I lost it. I will bring that memory to my grave.

14. At around 11:30 we did the dedication of the Tether Bear. All the names. Ace's speech. My trumpet. And.....TURKOT! We forgot Carp.

15. The toast at 2:00 am. Reminiscing. Me, Ace, Strobes, Carp, and Crazy Nick. It was very good. Handshoe interupted us at like 3:30 and made us go to bed. IS THERE A RULE AGAINST REMINISCING?! And tattoo was there too i think.

It will be hard to say goodbye to something as great as Latin Convention and i will never forget it, nor will i forget the people that made it great. This chapter of my life may be ending, but a completely new chapter is starting. School is ending, college and summer are almost here. Its time for new beginnings and all good things must come to an end. Such is life my friends....such is life. 

I propose a toast. To Latin. To Convention. To friends and memories. To our fallen heroes. Latina vivit. It is our time.

Don't look back in anger, i heard you say.

Advice of the Day: what the fuck do you think?

Livius

 



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