Personal

<rant> Got out of the gym with Cat5 this evening and as I’m exiting the doors a fucking bottle rocket rips past my head. Some little dickhead (or 2) decided that shooting bottle rockets around a corner at the door would be a Good Idea. I was (rightfully) pissed and yelled and ran, and the […]

I think I’ve come to the conclusion that there are some things that some people are good at and some things that people just aren’t good at. That and that there are at least two types of people in the world. One is the math/number/coder type people who can admire code and computers for their

Well I figure if tig [archive.org link] is going to keep updating his journal, so shall I. Course, there’s not much activity out here. I spent a few nights last week in the office late late late (2am fun!), but in the end I think it was worth it. It’s nice to have that rush

Interlude: I have come to realize that the last couple of days I’ve been a real bastard around people, with short  use and all, and for that I appologize. I’m thinking that I’ll be in a much better mind when I either  issapear for a while or get some rid of the things I’m packing

Bah, it really must be a monday. So where is that stray tag? Hmm… turns out that Mozilla doesn’t support the </STRONG> tag anymore. It supports <STRONG>, but not the closing tag. Or something like that. Changed it to <B> and </B> and it looks fine now in the nightly builds. Wonder if that’ll fix

I’ve of course already put it up here but if for some reason you don’t read my other page of random boredom (bad bad person!), you’ll see that Brad had a son! I was presented with this news in the manner of this: 10:15 – go to bed. read microserfs 10:30 – turn out lights,

Well, I’m sure the morning news from Washington (the one out here) will show it differently, but I have some results from the Govererns debate for you here. Why the hell are you watching that crap you may ask? Well, the answer probably won’t surprise you. I’m a cynic. The only reason I’m watching a

I’m pleased to say the great sock experiment mentioned earlier was an astounding success. Laundry (and chore) day (saturday) was almost bearable, as I dumped my laundry on the bed, and simply picked up 2, assured (as I was that the sun would rise in the sky the next morning and that the day would

I love Johnny Cash, I really do. His music may be a little old but with lines like: “I woke up Sunday morning with no way to hold my head that didn’t hurt”, how can you not love him? So what’s up lately? Busy busy busy. Looking forward to a vacation that is permanently just

In a bold move yesturday (laundry day, as opposed to tomorrow, cleaning day) I have moved all old socks and underwear (the “grippies” according to Jeff Foxworthy) to a backup drawer, and implemented my new boxers (I got another four the other day) and socks that Iambe gave me for my birthday a year ago