Well, another year has ended. I’m a stockholder in a now public company, I
have a cat or two that still haven’t died or tried to eat me in my sleep, I
have a new car, and I still feel young. Or old, I’m not sure. I think about
high school and remember when the most you had to worry about was homework.

I really hate it when I feel that I’m in the same place at the end of the year
as the beginning. I’m ahead, but I don’t really feel like I’ve
personally moved forward. “Inner-space” or something like that. Bah
humbug. Course, I’m known to live in the past, so it’s probably just me
keeping me back. “That bastard is driving me down!” “What bastard?” “ME!”

The LAN party and chicken ceasar last night was awsome. Two things sucked.
Not enough gaming/boxes (people just sort of did their own thing a lot, which
is their right of course, but I could have done that at home) and the moving
of said boxes around. Don’t get me wrong, it was a great time, and moving 2
boxes up the stairs is much easier than across town, but it’s still a pain in
the ass. Glad I’m not the host having to clean up after all us dirty little

Here’s a pic my good friend Squiz
took of me in my own little world. I think I’ll head back there now….