Displaying myself. Yet another fool putting himself out for the world to view. Gasp! Another Dorm Cam! But the little camera is so much fun.

I got it used on ebay. (it's an addiction)

It mostly works.

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looking at tbone (i think)

that is very weird

It seems kind of silly to stick up a cam of yourself in front of the Computer. If I had one, I would place it across from the toilet.

If I had one infront of the computer, it would record me boogieing a lot, as I always listen to music as I surf.

It tends to catch me boogieing a lot, as I always pick my nose when I surf...

Well, not always.

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Sweating.


Just had a two hour lunch break to take a step class at the gym. First one in ages.

The instructor kept yelling ' you're doing great body combat' (body combat was written on my t-shirt).

I bet I'll hurt tomorrow

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is thinking tbone has cute little glasses

tbone, you're a hottie. boom chicka wah wah.


i paddled again today! paddling kicks major ass. regular season starts march 1st and i'll be able to do it 4 days a week instead of just sundays. i went after to get red board shorts and a white rash guard, cuz red and white are our team's colors. i ended up spending $200 on sports and aerobics gear and another $100 at Ross on clothes. that fit. halle fuckin luhia.

i'm starving. must eat. must go swimming.


tbone, your cam is way cool.

looking (like the others it would appear) apoun the intimate t-bone portrait.
it is indeed way surreal.

in arizona unlike dallas they have Circle K. this fact has been irking me since i got here and today i finally figured out why.
i was (and still am) a big fan of the movie Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure. and everytime i see a circle K, i think
"strange things are afoot at the circle k".

i keep wanting to re-enact some scene from the film.

now that i think about it, i want a web cam. but i wouldn't show me i would show something else that was interesting. like my cello and the many stylish outfits he likes to wear.
his summer line is to die for!

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Look! Mark is boogieing in front of the office cam!

I hurt. My stomach hurts. It hurts to laugh. My legs hurt. My arms are sore.

I'm going again at 5.30 tho.

I am determined to get my ass in shape. And the rest of me too.

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sitting on my ass before my department meeting with the music director

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OH MY........wondering if that is a naked sarah on her cam, or if there are spaghetti straps i can't see because of her hair......the devilish grin makes me think the former

i'm not naked on my cam. i never will be naked on my cam.

sheeesh.

now officially known as Ranger Simon.

The phone in my new office has built-in caller ID. It's neato. Now I have to figure out how to replace that android voice on the answering machine with my own.

way to go ranger simon. hows lawanda? haven't heard from you guys in a while

Say Hi to Ranger Rick for me.

What was the Rangers name in Yogi Bear?

pissed.

almost.

Some asshole broke into my truck to steal a huge, heavy microwave that is more likely to give them radiation burns than to cook a frozen burrito, and 8 or so cans of assorted spraypaint.

They didn't appear to use the paint nearby.

If they took anything else, I wasn't aware that it was back there.

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Ranger Nate?

growing a big-ass handlebar moustauche.

gonna buy me a motorcycle and ride around on the sidewalks of times square terrorizing tourists with a 3 foot studded stun-baton dildo.

gonna start peddling around on a BMX bike wearing really tight Lynyrd Skynyrd t-shirts while waving a confederate flag that's been done up in rasta colors and rapping the lyrics to "sweet home alabama".

gonna rip a hole in the flesh of god and forge new frontiers 'til mama knocks the boogie right outta yo' butt, kid.

gonna get on up-ah
get on up-ah
get on up-ah
(get down)
mama-say-mama-saw-mama mah-cu-saw
don't-stop-till-ya-get-e-nough
boogie oogie oogie
voulez vous coucher avec moi, ce soir
BABY!

don't test me, honeychile.
cuz i'll do it.
i'll chew up your summer of love and spit back shredded altamont in your face.

why?

CUZ I'M A BAD, BAD...

(shut yo' mouth!)

and you KNOW that's right.

trying to imagine the Man with Sales Hair speaking in any tongue other than good old Joe Frank Harris Georgia boyish, and failing.

trying to imagine Swine with the G. Gordon Liddy look, and failing.

I guess I just don't have any imagination.

right now i am desperately seeking R.C.
no realy, i am.

who is she, where is she,( florida i'm guessin')
and what can she do for me?

responndevous........... dude.

fucking my mother in hell

burrito time!

Wondering how many Bps RAYGON gets in hell.

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yes, after a long day of fucking my mother in hell, nothing beats a burrito.

Here I am, Slacker.

Come & get me! (And give up yr email address for once/will ya?)


Also, Patrick: I need to send you something. So pls. email me again -- I deleted yr old emial & I no longer have yr addr.

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the man with Sales Hair is sanpaku

you are all sanpaku

check the earlobes

http://shopping.altavista.com/frame.sdc?surl=%2Finc%2Fjump%2Esdc%3Fsi%3DE1cCVz%26m%3D212%26c%3D1356%26p%3D10288902%26n%3D4175%26url%3Dhttp%253A%252F%252Fsearch%252Eborders%252Ecom%252Ffcgi%252Dbin%252Fdb2www%252Fsearch%252Fsearch%252Ed2w%252FDetails%253Fcode%253D0806507284%2526mediaType%253DBook%2526searchType%253DISBNUPC%2526prodID%253D

a fuzzy cat is here.

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someone calling themselves BizMarkie who visited christop's page has been emailing me andasking about the second the last track on my mixtape. I don't have the slightest idea what he's talking about. Does anyone else?

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i am hacking the restrictions...

i wonder how long they will try to supress me?

this is the job i have been nightmaring about.

these people, are indeed morons.

and the people on the phone aren't much better.

help, kymical...send money.

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staring with utter amazement at the gigantic boquet of flowers sitting on my desk. huge pink roses, long pink lillies, white daisies, some other stem loaded at the end with pre-budding flowers of an undetermined variety. lots of green leafy stuff and the baby's breath of course.

the card read, "What a treat getting to know you. Happy Belated Valentines Day."


i can't believe it.

bored with mark's tidy desk.

trying to remember how to spell "Shostakovitch."

That isn't right, is it.

Is it?

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Not much if I feel compelled to post yet again. But eh whatever. Tbone says I have to kill whoever burgled his truck. Which reminds me, I'm not cheap but I'm very good.. So if ou need anyone killed don't hesitate to ask.

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test driving plans derailed by winter storm, although it's not too bad here. Still, you want clear roads to test drive on, so 'm postponing it all. Starting my 4 day weekend slow. I think i will work on my taxes today, and work more on the mail+art project.

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playing with Micrososft Publisher 98 origami templates......(sigh)

things have been really slow....that will change with the aquisition of our biggest competitor. The work load will soon be doubled.....bring it on i say.

recollecting last night, wondering why my head hurts, i gotta start going to bed earlier.

The damned never rest

just talked to the wifey on her cell, on a plane, on the tarmac at the airport. it was amusing to hear the steward go over the safety procedures over the phone. i was glad to hear they will be serving croissants.

WHY IS IT....that when I order combo #2 at Mcdonalds 1-2 times a week, and I ask for their spicy mustard instead of ketchup, they always always always always reply, "WE DON"T HAVE SPICY MUSTARD".........i always reply with agitation, "you know the stuff you give with your chicken products....." they go "ohhhhh, you mean HOTt mustard"...........HOT, SPICY whatever, every week i rotate those two terms in hopes that they will understand me for once...that these employees will for once THINK about their jobs.....i have high hopes they will eventually be deprogramed from the mickey Ds doublespeak thought process.

Wanna play with a fast food lackey's mind? Order something not on the menu, order something OTHER than a combo......see them fidget, see them search the key pad looking for that particular button, sweating their teen spirit off......

furthermore......the drive thru......why o why o why must those people had you your change balanced on top of your bills...........why can't they hand you change first, then bills. Why must I be forced to do this balancing act, behind a seatbealt, in a car, through my window at the drive thru. What if the change falls, thats my money man, ohhhhhh, the door can only open 5 inches due to the "conveniently" structured drive thru. Not to mention the a-hole behind me is not gonna be too happy having to wait 20 extra seconds for his McFuckingSamich.....McFreakin HAppy Meal.............why must i endure this fast food bafoonery when all i want is fries with spicy mustard and two simple damn cheeseburgers.....???

i need coffee

I just want to add that Taco Bell stiffs me all the time,I,ll order 7 items come home and find I have 5 and some are things I never ordered.You have to check your bag before you drive out.

Checking my bag.

amused.

It's been some time since I've done the drive-through.

In high school, my friends and I would sometimes tell the Taco Bell people that they forgot something when they didn't.

"You forgot two burritos and a Mr. Pib."

They'd just hand it over. We'd feed one of us for free that way.

Although, usually, will will later discover that they actually did screw up one of our orders.

They must have a very poor assembly system to be so universally bad at getting an order right.

Also, I'm flattered. I like these glasses too... I just got them recently... and I just read in the newspaper that the guy I bought from was convicted of Felony Medicare fraud.

He listed people as new clients when they were repeat customers in order to save them $15.

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Space Ghost: What in the name of the coefficient of the speed of light multiplyed by the hypotenus...uh, hypotenus, hypotenus...

Zorak: You know, nobody gets you.

Space Ghost: Neils Bohr gets me.

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Wheeeeeeen theeeee moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie, that's amoooooooore.


oh Vince, I swear I could swoon.

Living a life of error.

And wondering why it's so hard to throw away old pens. I've got three here beside me and only one works properly. Why aren't the others in the bin?

in music news.. you heard it here first!

Trey Anastasio, B.B. King & The Roots To Take Stage Together on Thursday


On Thursday afternoon, February 24, as part of a film shoot for a forthcoming IMAX film, The Roots will perform with Trey Anastasio and B.B. King. The music-video style shoot, which will be free and open to the public (with limited seating), will occur at Los Angeles' Grand Olympic Auditorium around 6PM. Earlier in the day another shoot will take place with George Clinton & P-Funk and Mary J. Blige. The film, entitled ALL ACCESS will hit IMAX theaters in early 2001. It is directed by Martyn Atkins (videos for Lenny Kravitz, Johnny Cash, Tom Petty) and produced by Wetlands owner Peter Shapiro. Other performers include Carlos Santana, Moby and Sting. For information on attending the event, including any scheduling updates, call (310) 535-6111.

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holy fuck a moley.

listening to Meg Lee Chin's "Piece and Love". If you fancy yourself an aficianado of modern music, you must buy this album. Chin will be a superstar. Everyone needs to hear this album.

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tired of each next new superstar

certainly no offense intended sem

they're telling me i have to set some new goals. they're probably right- that or give up completely.

smile eve ryone- the sun is shining brightly

listening to Joe Strummer's album - this would be great music to listen to in the middle of a long car trip.

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did anyone ever catch "joe strummer's london calling" on the radio during the past few months? it was on the bbc world service, which my local public radio broadcasts from 11 p.m. to 4 a.m.

it came on at 3:20 a.m. on a wednesday, and i only caught one. it began with the ramones, then went to an upsetter's song, some french song, a scratchy vinyl version of dylan doing "corinna corinna", and a techno/reggae tune from manchester or someplace. there was probably a little more than that, but i can't remember now.

in order to pick up my racing number for the Great Aloha Run tomorrow morning, i had to walk through the giant health expo at the blaisdell exhibition hall.

i passed the HerbaLife booth and they were offering a free body composition analysis. it was like being *dared* to have my fat calculated, and i've been so cockly lately about my muscles. flex flex flex. especially since i had just gotten back from paddling practice and was feeling particularly buff.

so they used this laser thingie. who knows what the fuck it was really. it looked like a remote control, but with only one button. or maybe like a palm pilot. the lady told me to sit and relax. she pushed the little black box against my bicep and clicked the button. she wrote the number down on a piece of paper, handed it to me, and sent me over to Brad for his expert interpretation of my reading, using a little hand-held rotating chart.

the good news is that the laser thingie didn't hurt, Brad was really cute, and when i told him how much weight i lost since last april, he didn't bother trying to sell me any HerbaLife products.

the bad news is that i'm a still a fat ass.

I AM TIRED OF TRAVELING.

whoops. did not mean to yell.

i am looking forward to resuming my usual routine of sitting on my ass in the chair and doing absolutely nothing night after glorious night

right now i am hearing through whitley streiber on realaudio. he is talking about ufocongress. dot com. "quite a spectacle."
i, on the other hand, am contemplating a job title change and wondering if this holiday inn alarm clock will really go off on the morrow.

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Wait a minute -sarah - For as active as you are, I really can't believe you're a "fat ass". What was your BF %, if you don't mind me asking?

I always thought, body fat % be damned, it's how you LOOK and FEEL that counts.

I mean, if you can see your muscles ripple, if you can see your abs at all, your body fat is probably right where you want it.

However, It's a good measurement to have for comparison's sake.

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considering either becoming bulimic or working out as i feel the mushroom sauced cappelini in my belly.
i have become more aware of the fact that i am not very attractive and aproachable. making friends in the desert seems to be difficult.
maybe therapy will help.
and dreaming of Momus and this new Dom i have been talking to. and will i ever meet Mark Thomas?

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I would recommend working out. If you're serious, check out the book Body-for-Life by Bill Phillips. When I get cleared to work out (i think I have something wrong with my abdominal muscles and need to get it checked0 I'm going back on that program and I'm going to finish the 12 weeks, without slacking like I did last time. I was starting to look good, when the first ab problem sidelined me, and then I lost all inspiration.

However, looking in the mirror and saying to yourself "There'a absolutly no excuse for looking like that, when you know perfectly well how to look damn good" does wonders for re-inspiring you.

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