staring into the vacuum of my eyes

Dying to sleep.......wishing the worst for B. Gates.

grumbling!!!

steal a car and get 5 years or more in prison.

Steal millions if not billions of dollars walk free.

Capitalism gone bad.

The rich get richer and the poor get poorer?

Not sure about the poor getting poorer but the difference between CEOs pay vs their employers rose by nearly 700-800% in the late 90s. That is for every dollar an average Joe earned, the CEOs took home $800.

learning a new
language -- the native
language of a new girl
that I'm seeing. she's
amazing,
undescribable and
sexy. And I have the
bite marks to prove it.

Now if only the
lingering ex-boyfriend
would just leave town
and go back to his own
country so we didn't
have to tiptoe around
so much and she
could stop feeling the
occasional pangs of
guilt about it all.

selling wine to idiot tourists.....

selling wine to idiot tourists.....

selling wine to idiot tourists.....

mavis

MAVISS!!!!!!!

Hi Mavis.

What's the word?

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http://dirtyredcommie.com

I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines,
Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves.

spending the morning downloading and listening to golden moldies. It's fun. So far I've got This Diamond Ring, Bus Stop, He Ain't Heavy, Air That I Breathe, Walk Away Renee, City of New Orleans, Everybody's Talkin at Me, Without You, Cats In the Cradle, All By Myself, Go All The Way, Alone Again Naturally, Little Deuce Coupe, Sloop John B. Must keep downloading...

now I've got most of the Last Waltz. This kicks ass. Although I am going to go out and get that new box set release with the 4 cds -- I think it runs like $59.

deleting several gigs downloaded porn. hopefully it's absence will serve as a reminder to some future incarnation of myself that at times i truly detest this particular habit and the resources (time, energy) that it consumes. or perhaps it will activate on my gatherer-instinct and the search will begin anew.

suddenly getting into tmbg, god are they addictive

dougie, interesting taste. I got this huge Hollies set last year when I was going through a passion.
have I told the story about The Air That I Breathe.

It's horrible.

yet fun.

http://www.ournet.md/~igan/

unpacking, and
wondering if i should
bother.

well, i won't unpack it
all. i'll store most of it
for now, and sell it
when the time comes
to blow this pop stand.

should i wait until after
greece? that is the
question.

"With 128 people killed, New York had more lightning-related fatalities between 1959 and 1994 than any state except Florida, North Carolina and Texas, according to data from the National Oceanic and Atmostpheroc Administration."

drunk.

and this NEVER happens. It wasn't my fault. I only bought two beers...Chico bought the shots...Jeigermeister and tequila...and I don't even like those, but what, was I going to say, "no, thank you for thid shot already right in front of me."

That's just wrong.

Depressed.

Listening to Underworld.

Wishing the damn water was on, already. How long does it take to replace a little pipy thing?

My feet hurt.

It was my birthday yesterday. Yay now i'm olde

in lieu of happy birthday, i'm singing you this song

You're older than you've ever been
And now you're even older
And now you're even older
And now you're even older
You're older than you've ever been
And now you're even older
And now you're older still

Time is marching on
And time is still marching on

This day will soon be at an end
And now it's even sooner
And now it's even sooner
And now it's even sooner
This day will soon be at an end
And now it's even sooner
And now it's sooner still

You're older than you've ever been
And now you're even older
And now you're even older
And now you're even older
You're older than you've ever been
And now you're even older
And now you're older still

I've never heard your Air That I Breathe story, Nelly. Do tell.

wishing my nose
would stop running.

One saturday morning as i was doing housework, all morning the verse of this song kept running through my mind, little snatches of verse "no cigarettes, no sleep..." would surface, but it was mainly just the music 'cause I didn't know all the words... it was the sound track to my morning, which was odd 'cause I hadn't heard that song in a long time and didn't really know what it was. Shortly before noon I got a phone call from my boss telling me that a co-worker who had asthma, had suddenly and unexpectedly gotten an asthma attack and died of asphyxiation the night before. She was at home, had gone downstairs to get something while the rest of the family was upstairs, and had left her inhaler behind. After hanging up, I remembered the lyrics to the chorus of the song which was still playing loudly in my mind. eerie.

giggling. uncontrollably.

See, I've been on Nerve Personals forever, and sometimes I get bored and check them. And this guy I knew maybe seven years ago responded to my ad, not realizing it was me. And we're both in Oakland, for some wierd reason.

I find this extremely funny. And wierd.

Thank you, internet.

on my desk: a bag of starburst, a sony xbr remote control, 2 spindles of CD-Rs, a copy of Sun Magazine (Volume IV, No. 1, Spring 1974), a Tivoli Audio Kloss Radio, a Sony 5-CD CD changer/player, a Sony double cassette deck, a Mackie CFX12 Mixer, a box of envelopes, a Shure SM58 microphone and stand, a time-warner cable remote, a Yamaha SYS4 remote, a pile of books and magazines, a bottle of Elmer's Glue, a book of stamps, a beverage coaster, a tape measure, a paper towel, a set of sony MDR-V700 headphones, a "do it yourself parts for farm windmill" kit that i got in nebraska, a stapler , a panasonic answering machine, a speakerphone (with a remote handset), a Master Electrician Variable timer, a copy of Charles Simic Selected Poems, $194 in paper money, a ring of keys, a metrocard, a chase banking card, a drivers license

wondering if platy is getting it sideways now.

Not getting it sideways, sadly. Perhaps soon? Who knows.

Curious about the pregnant smell.

fighting a cold and
slowly winning. I must
vanquish this foe as
soon as possible. I
need to be in good
shape for the
weekend.

Did anyone see the Anna Nichole Smith show on E the other night? They should have called it Leave it to Cleavage,she was popping out all over.Even if she still had her figure she doesn't have shit for brains.She's severly horny as she hasn't had any in two years. Any way I went to her site on E,they have an ask Nichole message board. The first time I asked her how did she get so huge? She didn't answer that,so the next time I asked her what her I.Q. was,no reply.Yesterday I asked what meds she was on,I haven't checked today,but I bet she didn't reply. I do amuse myself.

[email protected]

Leave it to Cleavage!!! You've amused me too, J.

oops! that last one was me.

smelling very unlike a rose. That was hysterical J, did she get back to you? I didn't see it, but I've seen a lot of hype and promos for it. Everybody's trying to capture the Ozzy magic now. Every has-been celebrity will be coming out of the woodwork to air their dirty laundry on the tube.

Leave it to cleavage. Heh, heh.

I feel really bloated. I just had dinner at Chez Panisse (No, I don't want to know how many points that was). Bleh. Now I can't sleep because of all this food. I haven't eaten that much at one sitting in a while. I guess my portions really are small. But it was really, really good.

Oh yeah, we got the Osbournes now, I laugh my ass off.

'Sharon'.

Recovering from six days of vacation and sand between my toes... and watching my pool being installed so I won't have to go so far to swim...life is so full of gift...

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wishing life would give
me some gifts. getting
ready to go to bed,
tired. wondering how
my entire day can be
eaten up by my stupid
corporate whore job.
etc. etc.

my soul is slowly being sucked through my skull into the flourescent lights above my hellish cubicle but I can see a small patch of blue out the window so I have not lost all hope.

Following the white rabbit. And seriously considering moving to Nevada.

wondering why anyone in their right mind would move to Nevada.

looking for a woman, she's mid-30's to mid 40's, about 5'6", blonde, about 120 lbs, large breasts, interested in spending all day in bed with me. do you know her? she can reach me here by leaving a message.

long and lean, the color of the sun and my eyes are green

waiting impatiently.

Listening to old downloaded Lush.

Remember them?

Only cared for the first 2,3 albums. Dreamy.

Also looking for some early Slowdive singles that came out on a floppy 7".

got breastmilk?

soon

Not in my right mind.

throwing rotting vegetables at your facade

patty said 'floppy 7"'

heh.

about to go meet said old aquaintance found on nerve.com.

We're going to eat falafel and then go to a movie. Although I doubt anybody will be taking it sideways this evening.

Updates will follow.

deciding what to wear on my date on thursday.

i'll be taking myself out, dressing up and looking nice, gonna have fun during a night on the town (bah).

i like being my own significant other.

�Beware the leader who bangs the drums of war in order to whip the citizenry into a patriotic fervor, for patriotism is indeed a double-edged sword. It both emboldens the blood, just as it narrows the mind. And when the drums of war have reached a fever pitch and the blood boils with hate and the mind has closed, the leader will have no need in seizing the rights of the citizenry. Rather, the citizenry, infused with fear and blinded by patriotism, will offer up all of their rights unto the leader and gladly so. How do I know? For this is what I have done. And I am Caesar.�

http://www.propagandamatrix.com/counterfeit_foe.html

i'm at a hotel in charleston, wv, and i walk in to the lobby and it's filled with people. really loud, some kind of convention going on, i think. but everyone i pass is staring at me. i'm not paranoid about this sort of thing, but almost everyone is looking at me and kind of half-squinting like they think they know something about me. i can't figure if i've got snot on my face or what's going on, but i get into the elevator and then i see a sign that this is a high school reunion for a class of 1992. so i guess all those people looking at me were looking that way at everybody, trying to tell if they recognized me from high school. had i known i'd have gotten into a conversation about how i was such a reject in high school, but i went on and kicked the game-winning field goal for the new england patriots in the super bowl. but no, i figured out the situation too late. damn damn damn.

I got a new mellular phone for my berfday. Its pretty and when it rings you get the muppets. Well not the muppets exactly but the muppet theme song.

I just sat down with a bowl of pasta I made by hand last week and dried--it do taste good.

i horse chortle.

frazzled rings. tender swiftly master of grown.

this mouse is sticky.

i'm in the lab. the mouse is sticky.

on top. sticky to the touch.

tired and rather bored, actually....

Pissed off. One of my
friends just got ratted
out and had his door
kicked down by the
local piggies.
All for a stupid fucking
plant.
I'm sick of this
goddamn country, sick
of the fucking stains
that run this monkey
show.. Sick of this
town, sick of my job.
Time to blast some
fucking Mudvanye.
Time to move to
Oregon.
I need some relief.

Told you that Mudvayne
would come in handy.

I am listening to XTC,
and have spent the day
either trying to figure
out how to correct a
HUGE mistake my
boss made or catching
up on email. It's
amazing how much an
inbox can fill up after
only a few days...
I will eventually move
over to a different
machine and try and
work on some
graphics for a couple
hours, at least until the
time Kazoointoit is due
on IM.

listening to "XTC vs. Adamn Ant" by TMBG.

Mark Thomas. I never thought we would actually intersect but the possibility that we were both out there, on the Eastern Seaboard romaing around, probably both hooking up with I-95 at some point, made it fun to imagine. Anyway, I did see someone who resembled Mark Thomas somewhat, at 10:30 p.m. at the Royal Farms Citgo station above Painter and about 5 miles from Nelsonia Va. He had a week's growth of beard, hair hanging in his eyes, a little bit more paunch than I would have liked to believe. He was leaning in the doorway drinking a Slurpee, talking to a younger man with a shaved head, and holding a large stick (like a sapling trunk without the bark). I must have looked at him a second too long because he looked back at me with a surprised look for a minute. When he walked, he didn't really limp and the stick, which was as tall as he was, seemed to be excessive. In the parking lot light, the light in his hair and beard turned out to be grey, not gold, and when he left, he got in a gold-toned van with the younger man; as they drove away I saw a woman's face at the driver's seat, her features etched with a edge of severity.

back from the gym. I
took my lunch hour at
the gyma nd will be
eating lunch while
working. The hour
includes all drive time,
showering and 20
minutes on an elliptical
machine. I don't think I
will be able to use my
lunch hour for the
weights though, as that
wil likely take an extra
20 minutes. Maybe
after work.

Enjoying a fine lunch of chicken and rice with ginger scallion sauce which will give me plenty of energy during kung-fu class later. Also, it will make my breath so bad no one will fuck with me! HOO HAH, HOO HAH! "Everybody was kung-fu fighting. De dee de dee de de dee Whoa whoa whoa whoa. Those cats were fast as lighting."

waiting impatiently for the doctor to call me and let me know if i have mono or not.

noting that one in 100 clicks on the face server will give you a female face

I got 16 women out of
100 clicks on the face
server. Interestingly,
while I noticed that
several of teh male
faces in the 100 tries
were repeats of
previous faces, none of
the women were. I also
noticed a majority of
the male faces looked
as though the source
was corporate
literature, so it may just
be a source thing that
results in less women
than anything
delibarate.

buying into conspiracy theory. All of it.

So when the shit hits the fan I can say, "I told you so." And when the shit doesn't hit the fan, I can still retain my sense of cynicism and suspicion.

Just got back from another dateish thing with boy from Nerve. We went to San Francisco and got hopelessly lost, ate at the "sushi boat" resturant. It was most excellent.

Sadly, we had a rather truncated parting under my housemate's beady eye. I really need to find my own flat so I can bring my engineering geeks home for longer than a quick porch "it was fun call again soon" sort of thing.

Anyway.

sympathising with platypus about roommates.

Ugh.

I've also been looking at some old WAYD's from when I first started visiting.

As always, some weird shit.

I see many of the same charachters are still here, altho Haven't seen a posting from Ms. Dani since June.

How's everyone?

[email protected]

The evidence at hand is not what we would need in a court of law. We would not, in 1942, have been able to prove that Adolf Hitler was exterminating the Jews. We proceed on reasonable grounds.

Check out "Makin'
Bacon" for the latest
Dani posts, if you
haven't Jimbo.

doing well, in 16 dyas i
w ill be doing GREAT.

i wonder where that
Buckley quote came
from and what it refers
to.

Anna Nichole hasn't seen fit to reply to anything I've asked her,after seeing the second show it appears her dog my just steal the show from her.In both shows that dog is humping a stuffed animal,it's a female dog.In both shows Anna is humping something,first show she's air humping on a bed and couch,second show she drops a quarter down her female "personal assistant" blouse and straddles her and starts humping.I see a pattern here.I wonder if she knows her lawyer is billing her all the time he's hanging with her? There ya go,I'll ask her that.

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i counted a ton of bitches but i only clicked 43 times.

the last pic had at least ten bitches in it.

crazy bitches.

http://www.sorabji.com/livewire/faces/?

Me too, Nate.

I'm still giggling over kazoo and the pussy remark. I think I'm going to add kazoo to my "I want to be this person when I grow up" list. Heh. I'm going to be smiling my way to sleep now.

On other notes, my landlord and I just went and got completely sozzled. It was great. Bonding.

letting you go. Regretfully.
Wistfully.
Painfully.

moving on. not sure what to.

smiling my way to the shower right now.

Thank you Platypus.

Cat, please don't go.

trying to heck an LA King forward via a retarded moderator.

For Thine is the Kingdom

For Thine is
Life is
For Thine is the

This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.

For Thine is the Kingdom

For Thine is
Life is
For Thine is the

This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.

skweeky kleen

Awwww Dougie.

(blush)

Returned from yet another date with nerveboy.

He's still on trial. I'm trying to decide what to do with him. He is awfully cute.

hi

trying to decide how i can get the hell out of this place... i can't wait until October, hell, I have to leave NOW!!!

[email protected]

packing.

At least that is what I should be doing; I'm actually just wasting a lot of time.

Holy Shit! I can't believe I'm moving to Atlanta on Tuesday. Atlanta! Tuesday!

goat coring la bibliotecha.

"If at first you don't suceeed. Keep on sucking till you suck seed".

Words to live by.

'trawling'for Berlin techno clubs on the 'net

Hot damn I'm in good spirits for a change,Ryan has left the building!!!!! He's moved out and he really likes his job and they like him,he's getting lot's of overtime.Two down and one to go.Thank God for my husband too,he cleaned out my mothers house, I just couldn't deal with it,it was a real load off my mind.Hal,if you see this,post your new e-mail address.Wondering what Mark was doing in West by God Virginia?

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glad to hear J's feeling good.

seeking a 'shot-in-the-dark'sponsorship from Kodak.

im also recalling a sexy dream i had.

contemplating Amway.

Don't, Billy! Resist! Resist!

Happy to hear Dougie's glad that J is good.

Amway happy Cat's happy.


(id still like to punt her silly pooch through the uprights for 3)

I am reclining on the
sofa researching Belle
Brezing on a laptop
and thinking about
fixing an ice cream
float with Absinthe.

[email protected]
http://unusualkentucky.tripod.com

going to take a shower.

We are leaving for
Atlanta in about half-an
hour. I can't believe it.

My stepfather says I am
to explain to him exactly
what it is that I am
studying. I'm hoping at
the end of 18 hours, I'll
have figured it out
myself...but probably
not.

Screaming at my genitals. Why won't they listen? Am I that unreasonable? All I ask is that once in a fucking while they take the cat for a walk! I mean, Christ!

I found a 2 foot pot plant in my backyard,but I'm not one to gossip.Did the cops that were trying to get Ryan plant it?It's long gone now.

Dear Messrs. Tipton,
Downing, Hill, Travis,
and Owens,
I'm enclosing a picture
of myself at last week's
62nd Annual
Motorcycle Rally in
Sturgis, S.D., so you
can see what's going
on. Obviously, you have
many fans here at
People for the Ethical
Treatment of Animals
(PETA). That's why, on
behalf of our more than
750,000 members and
supporters worldwide,
we're asking if you'll
consider using your
mettle�and your
metal�to riff against
animal abuse. We've
done our market
research, and we're
serious when we say
that headbangers with
a heart would love to
hear you update the
lyrics of your song "Hell
Bent for Leather" to
"Hell Bent for Pleather".

With so many rocking
alternatives to leather,
even the baddest men
on two wheels know
that animals don't
belong in a "Killing
Machine"�kicked in
the face, forced down
the ramp with an
electric prod to the man
who slits their throats
and turns them into
leather jackets, pants,
and boots. Much of the
leather sold in the U.S.
comes from overseas,
where we've
videotaped cows being
violently beaten and
suffering from wounds
and broken bones from
extreme overcrowding
in transport trucks. Did
you know that dog skin
from countries where
dogs are eaten for food
is marked "cowhide"
for Western export
purposes? And an
investigation into one
of the good old U.S.A.'s
largest
slaughterhouses
showed cows being
trampled, dragged,
rammed in the mouth
with electric shock
prods, and
dismembered, all
while fully conscious.
I'm enclosing that
footage.

The wide selection of
synthetic leather gear
now available�see
PleatherYourself.com
�means that today's
"rebels with a cause"
won't have any trouble
keeping skins off their
shins.

Animals don't have a
voice, so they can't be
"Screaming for
Vengeance", which is
why we ask that as you
finish up your current
tour, you leave the
hides behind and
encourage your
legions of fans to get
"Hell Bent for Pleather"
from now on. Feel free
to contact me if you
have any questions or
would like more
information. Thank you
for your time and
attention. I hope to hear
from you soon.

Very truly yours,
Lisa Franzetta,
Coordinator
International
Grassroots
Campaigns

WORRYING about the chicken flu that could spread to the Russian chicken flocks.
Tyson foods . . . their chickens. .. oh what to do. .

sitting at a public computer in a coffeehouse. no sooner do i get rid of my computer than i find myself in the antique business and in need of one for research. c'est la vie.

Pondering life without a computer.

thinking i've lived too, too much.

i'm at a hotel in fayetteville, NC. walking through the lobby i see 2 guys checking in. one guy looks about my age, the other guy looks about 60 or so. from the coats and ties and briefcases i gather they are business partners of some sort.

the check-in clerk is explaining to the men that there is a free continental breakfast in the lobby in the morning until 10:00 am. that's when the older guy slaps the younger guy on the back and yells "I HAVE SEEN THE CONTINENTAL BREAKFAST AT THIS HOTEL AND IF YOU CAN NOT FIND SOMETHING TO EAT AT THAT FREE BREAKFAST THAN YOU .... " he pauses and is at a loss for words but he keeps on keepin' on .... "THEN YOU DON'T KNOW HOW TO EAT! THEY GOT EGGS AND YOGURT AND CEREAL! ALL KINDS OF CEREAL, AND MILK. AND JUICE!"

that guy just carried on and on and on describing every detail of the continental breakfast menu, and i got the feeling that one of the high points of his life was the last time he partook of the free continental breakfast at this hotel.

and i said right outloud "i've lived too much" and i felt really sorry for the guy, because when i heard the check-in clerk describing the free continental breakfast my automatic reaction was to think of how much i hate the free continental breakfast at hotels along America, because any time i've partaken of the free continental breakfast delights i feel like i've walked in to a gathering of people who have never had it so good as to have at their disposal free apples and orange juice and plastic forks and crappy coffee.

wondering why peta people are brave enough to throw paint at woman in fur coats but not men in leather?

Wondering if the eggs are made to order

about to eat garlic bread. mmmmmmm

still disliking peta.

moonit, can I quote you on that?

Everything's so different.

what do you say when you feel like you've already said everything, and are sick of hearing it?

I hope everyone's well.

I just got the high score on Ms. Pac Man in the hotel lobby here in Alexandria, VA, blowing away the previous high score by over 100,000 points. Damn, I'm good.

Still thinking about a sign I saw today on an Interstate in Virginia. It said "Speed limit enforced by radar and other electrical devices."

Electrical? Are they using clock radios and blenders to enforce speed limits in this state?

It's just fascinating.

moonit--because not all members of peta are dumb.

Hell, sometimes they even throw paint at each other!

Poor PETA. It's given itself such a bad name. Hated by so many...yet trying for a good cause.

I wonder if the other electrical devices were tested on animals? Maybe PETA should zoom on down there and find out.

Currently in charge of the man's fries.

Was anyone in
Portland during the
latest round of police
versus protesters? I'd
like to hear about it.
Start a thread...
Also who knows about
Planet X? I've been
reading.
"Pushing little children,
with their fully
automatics, they like to
push the week
around"-System of a
Down.

back in NYC. and planning to be anywhere but here for the first annual 9/11 festivities. i think i'm gonna hop a jetblue to some other town for that week.

damn, i've got a lot to do. places to go, people to see, hearts to break. and something tells me it's all going to happen right here on this spot, in my living room.

i bought a bottle of Florida Grapefruit Wine at an "Old Florida" gift shop off the turnpike. wondering what it tastes like...

this place is a mess. it looks like i just moved in. boxes and piles of LP records everywhere. how did this happen? who cares? i'm out of water! it's hot in here! someone do something!

Back from another date with nerveboy. He is awfully cute. Still on trial, but I think I'll make a firm decision this weekend, in honor of labour everywhere. Or something. Anyway, we ate at Shen Hua, which is a totally rad Chinese resturant.

And then we made out while leaning against someone's garbage cans. True, unadulterated style.

I'm also reading www.myboot.com

It's hot here, and I'm not out of water, yet, but austrailian farmers are, and they're being invaded by emus. The Chronicle says.

I just did laundry, too, so everything smells all clean and minty fresh. Perhaps not literally, but yes. Yum, laundry. I love that fresh warm dryer smell. I could roll in it for days.

Oranges and lemons
Say the bells of St. Clements
I owe you five farthings
Say the bells of St. Martins
When will you pay me?
Say the bells at Old Bailey
When I grow rich
Say the bells at Shoreditch
When will that be?
Say the bells of Stepney
I'm sure I don't know
Says the great bell of Bow

Here comes a candle to light you to bed
Here comes a chopper to chop off your head

kididdles.com

remembering

All the faces
All the voices blur
Change to one face
Change to one voice

singing along with the buzzcocks "Why Cant I Touch It" and dreading going home and my life in general.

patrick, did you go home yet? if not, i suggest you go buy some flowers, or chocolate, or both.

you know, while driving back here i listened to "The Rising" over and over and over. and there'a song on there called "Nothing Man." it's really a nice song, more or less about a fireman's feelings about surviving 9/11 while his partners died (i say more or less because the song was written in 1994, but whatever) ... anyway, it's a nice song, but i'm walking around the apartment and singing it and the refrain comes out as "I am the Muffin Man" and it just kinda loses its meaning, you know?

Yeah, I stole it from a book - but I've read four in the last six days so I can't remember which one....

numb.


this reminds me of the boy I was in love with. aftermath.

drinking coffee listening to cnbc
watching e-trade

Laughing...

..at this dumbass administration who is hellbent on embarrassing itself in front of the world.

Rumsfeld, Cheney, Bush, Rice....fucking idiots.

Don't hear much from Powell do you? He's ducking this like a shitstorm. Smart one.

Fucking idiots. Fucking dumbasses. Start war and you can kiss your jobs good by.

heading to the quad for free beer.

I'll be gone until next week as you-know-who is coming into town tomorrow.

Have a good week/weekend and I'll see you all later.

wishing i was done
with this damn report
that has to be finished
before i leave. I just
need to look at a
couple more maps,
change a couple lines
of text and write down
instructions for my
boss on how to
assemble the damn
thing. then i go home
to bed.
then i go to atlanta.

I've just signed up to take a class at my church on the history of Catholicism in North America. It sounds very interesting, and I found out that the class will have about 20 people in it, and there is a great variety among the students. There will be a physician, research chemist, psychologist, elementary school teacher, old retired people, stay-at-home mothers, etc. And me.

It runs from September 15 to April 15, and we'll be reading three books.

I can't wait! I miss learning new things in a school setting.

in a state of slight amusement, because i just saw margo kidder walking down hollywood blvd ranting and raving to herself.

Ingrid Bergman died on this day in 1982.

I'm really high strung this week.

Slept 4 hours last night.

Tomorrow should be a little better, but I don't know why.

http://www.sorabji.com/exp/muffin_man.ram

in the world of Hamtaro, tomorow is always "even better".

how comforting.

reading a current article in the Gambit:

"I am a rock, I am an Island."

"The other day I perused Half.com in search of more memory for my digicam, and a blurb on the site said, "people who bought this item also bought 'Sex and the City,' which is actually a book. I saw no connection."

would like to quote more of the article under News or 'what have you read lately .'

thanks for the podium Mark.

i want to get a fairly inexpensive synthesizer to play around with. what do you recommend?

why do you need to synthesize proteins? are you a terrorist?

synthesizing e-mail

taking it sideways

I just woke up it's Sat. 8 a.m.,I think I just had a dream and a nightmare at the same time. In my dream somehow I was having hot sex with that Simon from American Idol,it was glorious.After we were done,just laying in bed he starts giving me a critique."So you call that a blow job"? "Could you at least acted like you were alive"? On and on,so I got pissed and woke up.

That's the funniest thing I have read in a long time.

Jamie's back!

yaaaaaaaaaay!