Thursday, October 03, 2002

the fortress of solitude
so i came home from work this fine evening and went directly to sleep. i slept from like 6:30 until about half an hour ago. amazing. i payed bills. i did the math and i realized i have no where close to enough money to cover them. thank jeebus for overdraft protection. i'll just make a trip to the trading musician tomorrow. i must shout it from on high, nate is a solid fellow.

i think i'm going to start writing down all the things i think when i hang out by myself. i'll compile them all and publish a book full of the most negative crap you have ever read. i'll call it "sapping the will to live" or something like that. word.

um ... nothing interesting left to write. maybe i'll fix the contact, links and projects pages. maybe i wont. who really cares? --- show of hands? i didn't think so.