Afternoon… Well I can’t vouch for his choice of imiitation, but my buddy raskal has a journal page up that looks remarkably similar to this (note it’s addition to the header). His page seems to be more full of things like NT slamming and network and user stuff, not the boring angst that I slam […]
Well the weekend is upon us. It is? I got home from work tonight at 1:30 (that would be now). Well, ok, so I was only at work till 11:30, and stopped by a friend’s on the way home but that’s not the point! In a funny and probably quite sick way I had a
“It’s 5 am and the late late show is over…” Ok, so it’s only 2am, but still. Got out of the LUG meeting (and after-meeting… ie: nachos over at the pub with the boys) late and by the time I got home, did my laundry, and got around to updating, finishing up etc it was
Again, a long, long day, and it’s only 5pm so it’s far from over. My morning started not too long after my night last night ended, with the alarm across the room exploding at me. Following this was a lovely 3 hour trip to the dentist. Yeap, from 8 to almost 11 I was scraped,
6:33pm… Done! And now I must rant. In searching for some quick link to give you with a reference from whence these pictures came, I came across this site, the homepage of John Williams Waterhouse, painter of The Lady of Shallot (on boat), La Belle Dame Sans Merci, and some other really awsome stuff. The
Well thus ends labor day weekend. Theoretically the last weekend before school starts again, the last long weekend of the summer, and all that stuff. Theoretically the long weekend where I got all my mod_perl [archive.org link] stuff at least started, and all sorts of other things done. Sadly though, I sat on my ass
What a morning. First, I drive into town. Get there, am out of the car and heading to the store and realize that I’ve forgotten my wallet (second time in 2 days too). Drive home. Return to store, get stuff done, drive home. When I get home, I realize I have another task to do
Just a quicky before I go back to doing things here. Salespeople are idiots. I say to the dude at future shop (yea, I know, I shouldn’t have gone in the first place) “do you have any celeron coolers?” and he said yes, he did, but the ones he showed me wouldn’t work on my
Late Late Evening Finally got my run in. It’s been a couple of days. It was strange and unusual, but I actually enjoyed it. Before this it seemed like it was forced, and in a way it still was, the starting anyway. But once I got going I was flying. When I stopped to rest
“Dark Angel” Blue Rodeo – 5 Days in July (Reprinted completely without permission from anyone, sorry) I met this girl She’s walking through one of my dreams She kissed my eyes And everything that she said Made so much sense to me That I still feel like I’m half asleep My dark angel She gave