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I forgot that I like Happy Hardcore music. Hmmm.

Last night I met Emily at the Loring Cafe. We chatted as per usual. I attempted to abuse my camera. Didn’t work. I *tried* my damndest to take a shitload of pictures but only managed to take 15. I picked up a 128 meg card which holds 257 high resolution pictures. I can’t shoot more than 15! Good thing I got a deal on the card otherwise I would say I wasted my money. ^__^


Court’s in Illinois for the weekend visiting a good friend. She called to let me know that she made it. I can finally take a breath of air.


DJ Spree rawks. Aron’s okay. John’s cool. Dannyj is a hippie. Thank you. Good night.

I have anxiety. I have panic attacks. I have these times during the day that I cannot function until I complete one certain task which typically includes some sort of action which is just out of my grasp. 10:30pm Wednesday. Maybe it’s the coffee that has me all worked up. But I really, desparately need to talk with Courtney right now. No, I do not mean later tonight. Not tomorrow. I mean right this second. I will not be able to sleep without talking with her. It’s gotta be the coffee.

I have found a GREAT way to curb my urge to spend money. Check this out. All I had to do was call the car company! YES! That’s IT! It was that simple. I called them, told them I needed to get my car in for a tune up, and BAM! Just like that I have no more urges to go blow money on DVDs. God bless capitalism.


If you haven’t seen the second Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back trailer, I suggest you do so. It’s worth the download for at least the Jay quote, “What the fuck is the internet?!”

Note to self: Do not re-attempt to update cisco router.

I should have known better. I went to buy a juice from the wonderful and fabulous Amsterdam Cafe on 3rd St. and I caught flack from the guy behind the counter for not giving him my money right away. He looks at me and says, “What?! Too expensive for you!?” Granted, $2.50 for a bottle of juice is way over priced but jesus, $2.50 AND attitude. I don’t need that.

Current Temp outside: 97 degrees
Current Apt Temp: 78 degrees

Yep. Minnesotans are never happy. It’s either too cold in the winter or too warm in the summer. God bless my air conditioner. Courtney doesn’t really dig the air-conditioning thing. She thinks it gets too cold. Today the AC can’t seem to run enough. I had to crank it up when I got home. 78 is nice and all, but I’m shooting for low 70s.

Here’s something I don’t get. I can dish it out but I can’t take it. Yeah, that’s right. I can’t take it when people rip on me. But given the chance, I’m the loudest and most annoying when it comes to poking fun at others. Goddamn. I need to lighten up.

Rick’s down in Atlanta for the week chillin’ with borg. I received a very cryptic email from Dell thanking me for attending the conference. After a little deducing I figured out that I was just CC’ed on the email. Nonetheless, I was CC’ed on a thank you to Rico for coming to their booth with this picture attached:

I am completely astounded by the new breed of web logging freaks out on the ‘net these days. Back in 1994 we weren’t “blogging.” We were simply creating websites. Or webzines as they were labeled. But today with the advent of www.blogger.com journalling websites are now called “Blogs.” Blogger got it’s name from a twisted version of the buzzword “weblog” which, if you ask me, is another stupid name for a simple website. I don’t get why people feel the need to categorize themselves. But enough about the simple website name. I’ve got a bigger beef.

Kids, yes I’m going to call them kids, seem to think that by having a weblog site they can turn a profit. Obviously living in some insane demented reality they fail to understand that web marketing has gone in the toilet over the past 2 years. So, what do these children now do instead of running banner ads on their site? They beg for people to buy them things off their Amazon.com wishlist. Never used the Amazon wishlist? Just go to Amazon.com, sign up for an account, cruise through their site and instead of buying items click “Add to my Wishlist.” It’s a nice feature for people like me who like to keep lists of things they wish to buy. It also works nicely for holiday wish lists and probably nice for a wedding registry. But the new breed of webloggers feel they are owed something. By voluntarily opening up themselves to others visitors should buy them something. I can’t remember the last time I was paid for writing down notes on a piece of paper.

Need I say more:

I went out disc golfing with the family this weekend. It appears I spent a little too much time out in mother nature. My allergies have come back with avengence. Runny nose, puffy eyes, the whole 9 yards.