August 2001 Archives
Jun 06, 2008
Mi madre telleth me that "Mister Roger's Neighborhood" airs it's final
episode tomorrow. I loved that show. Remember the talking owl? Remember King Friday and the Prince? Remember Lady Elaine? Remember the trolley? God I loved that trolley. Thanks Fred, you'll be missed.
Montgomery Wards has closed up shop recently too. Target and Walmart ate their lunch. K-mart is next. When I worked for GEIS, K-mart was their largest client. Boy was that EDI stuff backwards and expensive. My position was a permanent patch over a fundamentally screwed process and technology. I dug through EDI data files by hand eyeballin' for errors. At least I learned vi there. By the time I left I was writing shell scripts to replace me. PG&E was another of our clients. The guys I talked to on the phone always had Texas accents. This was way before I moved to Austin. Ever see Erin Brockovich? They were the bad guys. I drove past an oil well of theirs on the way to Port Aransas. It was pretty neat.
Speaking of neighbors, I used to work with Natasha's neighbor Eric. Not only that, but Eric was at the UT Job Fair where I met the company that I was with for the next 14 months (before the economy went to hell). Eric has crazy Linux skills. I bumped into him tonight coming home from Natasha's. Long story short, I've applied for a QA position at the place he's working. Java, Perl, very exciting! Much gratitude, Eric.
In the meantime I'm hitting up all the temp agencies tomorrow. It's funny,
I've been in the computer-track for so long I have no idea what other skills
I've got, or what kind of positions I'd be good at. I know that I can do
a whole lot of things well, it's just a matter of how happy I am at em.
For example, I wouldn't inventory retail stores or work at a rollerskating rink again. Working with people would be pretty fun though. Shrug.
I moved my room around again. It's looking nice. Good feng shui. My roommate
drives me nuts. I'm gonna lay down some law when he gets back from South Padre. He's gotta clean after he cooks, and he can't let things rot in the
refrigerator. That seems reasonable, doesn't it?
It's been rainy and miserable the last few days.
Natasha has been getting a lot of compliments on her webpage lately. That makes me feel good. (I built it.) In computer-related news, I am closing my accounts at all the matchmaker/personals sites. And then I'm giving her my main mail password. An act-of-good-faith kindof thing. Also, I intend on posting increasingly more personal information on here. You may think it's nuts, but I find it very liberating. The world could use a heaping helping of honesty. Fuck "mystery". I wanna shuck my psyche like so much corn. I can do that.
I like what's underneath.
Posted by Administrator on Aug 30, 2001
I caught what resembles the flu from Natasha. There was a bunch of
I've been listening to a lot of Archers of Loaf. My head feels like a large block of concrete. I'm learning Java. I'm eating about one meal a day. My throat is sore. I haven't left my neighborhood in a few days. I started looking up my cousins on the internet. (i've got 6) I miss my friends a lot. I'm stressing about money running out. I learned about a barbaric highschool sorority hazing practice which shattered the last shard of respect that I had for humanity. My roommate has been smoking in the house. I've been having trouble sleeping. My head is all full of boogers.
I'm looking forward to -sleeping- with Natasha. This king size bed needs it's queen.
I'm -frantically- building up my portfolio
as the sound of employers NOT howling for me fills the air.
No news is good news.
after writing this entry I walked out to the pool to smoke a clove cigarette and I stepped in a lump of dogshit. I thought that was worth mentioning.
Posted by Administrator on Aug 27, 2001
Hey, I'd like to appologize for that last post. I realize that nobody cares
about geeky shit. I'm gonna make a real effort to only write substantative
entries from now on. Honest. Sorry.
I've been reading Huxley's "Island". It's chock-full of philosophy and
extremely useful "cheat-sheet" style life lessons. Consider the following:
"We cannot reason ourselves out of our basic irrationality. All we can do is learn the art of being irrational in a reasonable way."
He also does a good job of matching personal temperament to functional
spiritual practices. When considering a man in deep trance, intoning the
same 7 words over and over again, the main character asked if that was what
he would recommend for a young person just being introduced to a spiritual
path. The other character replied, "Not unless she were unusually
jittery or anxious.", and recommended meditation instead. It's all in chapter eleven.
The book is really fantastic. Everybody should read it. "Island" gives
the dominant world philosophies an even-handed working over, and in an
easily digestible and non-threatening way. My mom should especially read
An extremely fun game that I bought the other day, that Natasha
and I just played for the first time
tonight, is Taboo
. It's a ton of fun. Everybody who visits me in the next few months will be subjected to hours of it each day.
You have been warned.
Earlier in the day at the "503" coffee house we played Chess/Trivial Pursuit. In order to successfully attack a piece, the offending player had to successfully guess one out of the questions on the trivial pursuit card. That was a lot of fun too. I'm really good at Chess and she's really good at Trivial Pursuit, so it worked out. She knows the names of all these obscure silent movie stars. Blows my mind.
Maybe I'll start inventing games. Hmmmm.... If any of you internet
weirdos have good game ideas, mail em this-a-way. Fusion games are welcome too. (ex: chess/trivial pursuit) One rule: alcohol can't be a primary aspect of the game. (ie: no drinking games) That would be too easy.
Because if anything, I'm a challenge.
Posted by Administrator on Aug 24, 2001
A mild manneered photo shoot turned into a full-blown tour of terror,
to the chagrin of all involved. Abandoned potato chip bags littered
the landscaping. A chill cut through the hot Texas air as the sun
sat it's fiery ass down. The few unfortunates left loitering
outside the dead building eked out friendly smiles amid the
unearthly evil in which they were enshadowed. The tall
concrete walls intimidated and dominated the human cattle within.
There would be no escape today or any day. This is highschool!
So I got the grande tour, including the gymnasium,
the cafeteria, the lost garden.... See why I felt the need to embellish?
Last night I made a commitment to churning out some good portfolio-building
code. Being in Linux makes me want to code my butt off. I got the soundcard
working, then I got it sounding GOOD, I got my aol/yahoo/irc clients all set up,
and I configured enlightenment
all purdy like. Orion Server
is still installed from the JSP-platform research I did with Kazan
, so Java development here I come. Time to rock!
Those of you not accustomed to geek-mode Evan, please tune out the rest of this paragraph. If you run Linux and your soundcard sounds like ass, try the following: 1) adding "append=no-hlt" to lilo.conf, 2) disabling "PCI Delay Transaction" in the BIOS, and 3) physically moving the card away from the other cards (especially the video card), 4) lower the baseline of the equalizer about 3/4 way to the floor. (i'm using xxms (aka x11amp)). You'll probably have to raise the mixer settings for master volume most of the way up to compensate for this. 5) mute all inputs that aren't being used in the mixer. It sounds darn good now. :-)
Now I just have to get the USB scanner and webcam working and I'll never need to enter Windows ever again. Muhahha. Unless someone will pay me to, of course. ;-)
I'm gonna go grab some late-night fast food. Woo!
Posted by Administrator on Aug 23, 2001
Alright! Now we're getting somewhere. In the past few days a healthy number of
jobs have popped up on Monster.com
which I have applied to several. Prodigy is hiring like a mofo. All indicators are
pointing to the economy picking back up again.
Armed with my new resume
, I am
confident that I'll find a good job within a month. Hooha! I have begun building up
It looks pretty slick so far. I'm going to try to get a good representation of my
coding prowess up there.
did a particularly good job of soothing the savage beast that is Evan today. Tim (who doesn't have a website yet) and Karen
are visiting me in early September. Mandy
also visit in a few months for a tattoo convention. She totally changed her "look" for a job.
Here's a before and after shot of the ...
Marvelous Mandy Makeover!
||Chain-smoking tattoo-toting pierced badass from Strong Island!|
||So-ho art student who just happens to shop at the gap.|
Lisa Loeb just called. She wants her look back. Lisa Loeb:
I'm gonna get an ass whooping for that one for sure.
I met Jaime tonight at Mojos. It was one of those random middle-of-the-night why-not-meet-a-stranger kindof things. The tea bags proved defective, the donuts were free,
and the conversation was contagious. She's got a cool television production job and
travels all over the world with CNN and stuff. I was impressed. It sounded like a lot of fun.
I miss having a doggie. My Nazi apartment complex doesn't
allow them though. Seeing as I will be starting work soon (positive thinking),
I wouldn't have enough time for one anyway.
On the way home a neon-illuminated storefront triggerred a visual memory of looking down
at the ground from a low-flying airplane.. at night.. as it was preparing to land. Everything
was so desolate and quiet and such a nice glow to it. I remember thinking that it seemed
like the city was an ant farm. The little ant cars illuminate the little ant roads.
Ants shouldn't fuss too much about ant-doings. It's silly to. Really.
Check out these fascinating
pictures. Mad props to Jaime for the link. I think photography may be a permanent interest. I figured out the trick to photography tonight: Take pictures of things that you or other people
would like to look at again. Pretty simple, huh?
I'm a simple guy.
Posted by Administrator on Aug 20, 2001
How much of mood is chemical, and how much is mental? I don't know.
Last night was one of "those" nights. I once explained to somebody that,
"when I'm moody I realize that it's mostly chemical (and not your fault)
so I just try to 'ride it out' and not take it out on you". She told me
that that was a mark of sanity. So what is the non-medicated population
supposed to do when sadness hits for no good, immediately fixable reason?
: Distraction! We're supposed to stay good and distracted.
The structure and rewards of working usually goes a good job of keeping
me distracted. So does reading. So does sex. Sleeping works remarkably
well too. Music.
I now understand the anaesthetizing appeal of television.
Idle hands are the Devil's playthings. And that's a fact, Jack.
I moved my computer around on the table here. The Feng Shuy is much better now.
No more hunchy back. No more staring into the corner. Yay.
Check out how secure a boyfriend I am: I'm going to build Natasha
a web gallery so that leering Nintendo-playing internet weirdos may
better drool over her luscious perky breasts. ;)
I've got one job prospect now. When I want something I really go for it.
After the technical interview on the phone I got on the internet and
found the answer to all of the questions that I missed
and mailed them to him. I was surprised at all the isoteric computer
knowledge that I have kicking around in my head. I'm SO ready to
really ENGAGE again. The great thing about computer stuff is that the
answer is ALWAYS answerable for the resourceful.
Yeah, time to find a job. :)
Posted by Administrator on Aug 18, 2001
As far as days go, this one was a doozy! I woke up very late after a
bad nightmare. Natasha called and told me that Peaches was playing
at Emos. Despite it being a school night, her super-cool mom let her rock
her tits off till 2am. And rock we did! We headed downtown and parked
at the Teacher's Association parking lot. As we walked past what was the old
Caucus club a man in a business suit insisted that we take a look around the
insides of "Le Prestigio". So we did. It was really swank inside and the
band didn't suck. When we walked in everybody looked at us all weird.
It seemed like the people watching the band were paid to sit there. The
vibe was very strange. On the way out I told the gentleman, "you've got a
nice space here". He thanked me. I asked him if he advertised in the Chronicle. He said "we don't advertise". "How are ya supposed to know who's playing?" "ya play it by ear". I gave him an "uh huh" look. Then he said "maybe we'll advertise". I smiled. :) <--- like that
Natasha and I joked later that the place was run by "Le Mafia". And you better not mess when them or you'll end up sleeping with "Le Fishes".
Japanic opened up for Peaches and they ROCKED. The lead singer could really shake his groovy thang. He jumped out into the audience and hugged on everybody and sang in their face too. I love that kinda stuff. Some redneck homophobic guy in front of us sassed off to him. After the show Natasha thanked him for a good show and I appologized for the asshole. He said that it was OK and that the guy "didn't know what he was talking about." Very cool. Men who can dance. Good times! Natasha said he moved like beck. He had that skinny white-boy wiggle goin' on.
I bought Natasha a "XXX Peaches" t-shirt which I'm gonna take a picture of and
get it up here for y'all asap. Hello Nurse! :) Peaches took the stage and the
crowd roared like a lion. That reminds me, Wesley Willis is coming to Emos!
If you don't know Wesley Willis, let me give you the 411: An obese mildly
retarded ex-homeless black man speaking over a drum machine about various things. And the song on the drum machine doesn't change. It's the same beat for
every song. He's a legend. Needless to say, I wanna go.
So she took the stage and the crowd roared like a lion! She sang and stripped
and hopped around stage with her mullet. We boogied our bootys off right up
front near the stage. The music sounded a lot better 1 foot away from our
heads than it did at Coney Island
a few weeks previously. She's from Brooklin. She has a mullet and she knows how to use it. She "doesn't give a fuck". And that's all you need to know. Oh yeah, here's her website
I bumped into Mellisa
online tonight. We met at the Makeoutclub
party last week. She's pretty rad. She wears those sexy
"geek chic" glasses. Go read her site.
There is a University of Texas Linux mailing list thing that I subscribe to.
Last night a mail came across looking to fill unix administration positions
with a local game company. I stayed up all night updating and polishing my resume up. It sounds very promissing. Cross your fingers for me.
Daddy needs a new pair of shoes.
Posted by Administrator on Aug 17, 2001
I redecorated! My room is looking really slick. I bought dark red
bedsheets and pillowcases, cleaned my room up nice, and rescued a solid wood
coffee table and 60's-style half-circle chair thing from the dumpster.
I threw some old pillows and a comforter over it in place of the missing
cushion, and am relaxing in spine-curvature heaven as we speak. Ahhhh...
this is heaven. I dunno if it's the red bedsheets or what, but I've been
mighty randy this past week. Rawr!
I added this white box around the main site content after a few hours of
shaking out IE/Mozilla weirdness. I've got a new strategy for job-hunting.
I'm going to write all different kinds of programs and link them off my
resume. That way potential employers will be bedazzled by my mad coding prowess
and throw fistfuls of green in my general direction. First on my list: a
php web gallery. Then some java stuff.
Walter's friend Kyle (the guy that was visiting) decided to move in.
That makes rent even easier. That's a relief. I could sure use the $.
He's good company too. Feelin' good about it. Kyle is 34, Walter is 54,
and I'm 23. It's funny that I'm the leaseholder - and thus the head honcho
around here as far as rules and stuff go. Kyle likes to clean. That's
a definite bonus. I was so dumb to live alone when I had a job. All
my money went and went - plus I got so depressed from not seeing anybody.
Roommates are a good thing.
From talking to Rachel (Natasha's mom) I'm excited about college again.
I just need to figure out what I want to study. I would sure like to be
able to say that I have my degree right now. But oh well. I may take
some community college classes soon. I may apply to UT
. Who knows.
I just discovered Praga Kahn today. They're like Lords of Acid, and they're
fantastic. Awooooooga! "Injected with a poison!" I'm in love. My poor
neightbors. I've been thumpin' it. I SERIOUSLY need to get my booty out
The photo shop's printer broke down so the awesome pictures won't be ready
till Saturday. There is a cute "caveman" picture of me on it's way. I
just know you're itching to see that one. In related photographic news;
I bought a Pentax AF 50mm f1.4 lens at the Camera Co-op right down the street.
I was really unsatisfied with the Sigma 28-80 zoom. This lens is super
slick. I can take pictures in very low light now. I can take very shallow
depth-of-field shots. It's nice and heavy. Lots of glass. I be jizzin'.
That's my birthday present. :)
I'm feelin good about the design of the site and my chances of finding
good work now. My thirst for material things has been increasing, as my
savings has been decreasing. I've got a few materialistic lust-objects.
Maybe I'll make a wishlist or something. Hrmph. But first things first!
bomp chi-chi wow wow!
Posted by Administrator on Aug 16, 2001
I've been having trouble creating anything lately. The well is dry.
I'm ready for a job but question my ability to find one. My
about sixteen times the traffic that mine does. I consider most IM's
nuisances now. I consider email a chore.
The thrill is gone - the thrill has gone away.
Where I have chosen to apply myself - I have failed. My site sucks,
I'm not a very good software developer. I just lack the spark.
I lack the courage to be bold with design, and I lack the discipline
to code like a motherfuck.
I'm embarassed at the weakness that I've exposed of myself here,
yet if I abandon this site as a psychological dumping ground, then it's
only virtue - it's voyeuristic appeal, is gone. I know I'm taking this too seriously. But it's one of the very few places that I have challenged myself in
the last 6 months, and I have failed.
A life of fucking and drinking beer and going to rock shows and
goofing off with friends sounds really good about now. I didn't take a lot
of chances when I was young. I wouldn't take a chance on something unless
there was a good chance of success. I mastered game after game.
I never got caught when I did bad things - I anticipated.
Then I discovered girls and social situations - I mastered them too. I'm nice to look at.
I smile at people - and mean it. Those two facts account for 90% of where
I am in life. And it's feeling flimsy now.
There is something fundamentally wrong.
It seems like people are being born with so many brain cells that
living complete, contented, and happy lives is impossible. There is something
lacking socially, spiritually... something. The peg not fitting the hole
begs the question: change the peg or the hole? It's tempting to burn enough
brain cells out with dope and booze to be happy. But what if that's the
wrong choice? See, I'm always worried about the alternatives. I'm
worried about missing out. What if I could find a use for those spare
brain cells? It intuitively feels like a cop-out.
I am not an artist.
I create to pacify. I have this energy
that needs to go somewhere. So I paint. I make websites. I write
shitty poetry. I flail around on the guitar. These outlets no longer adequately serve that purpose. The energy remains ... builds up ... and ultimately
And sometimes I just create for someone else to pat me on the head and say,
"you're smart", "you're funny", "you're slick", "you're a good boy Evan".
If you have a website, link me
. If your friends have sites, have them link me too.
... and tell me what a good boy I am.
Posted by Administrator on Aug 12, 2001
I dropped off twenty slides to be printed at
. Friday I will have some of
the great greenbelt pictures up here for you. Honest.
and I met up with William
his friend Jen at
Ruta Maya around 8ish, grabbed some grub at Waterloo Brewing Company, then
headed out to Emily's
I'm not becoming a swinger. It's a rock and roll thing mom, you wouldn't
We all expected the party to be chock-full-of-pretentious-rock-kid
attitude, and that's basically how it was. You know the kind: scenesters
taking themselves far too seriously and preoccupied with appearances
and fashion and being cooler than the next shmuck. Amidst this
tension was the pretention. But beyond the pretention were some
really cool and quality people.
Emily (the hostess) was super-cool,
and managed our teeming hoards pretty well, especially considering 90%+ were
complete strangers. We wore nametags:
Pretty geeky, huh?
The first wave converged on the party all at once. Then half left to go
find some food. Kindof weird first thing to do after first getting to a
party .. but they drove from far away so I guess it's allowed.
Stella the dog was a good sport and greeted newcomers with a happy
bark and a dumb, happy nose. Then she chewed on a beer can.
I met Janice
first time (who happens to have a really slick website). She had a little Fuji
digital camera too - I'll try to grab some pictures for here.
And here they are:
Adriana (a-lo) showed up randomly (and fabulously as ever) with her roommate Stephanie. Christine
there too, and got all splishy splashy in the pooly pool.
Kelly gave me a good book recommendation, "The Fermata" by Nicholson Baker.
Most of the evening consisted with mingling, playing with the dog,
hamming it up with cool and questionably-creepy peeps, smoking other
people's cigarettes, and drinking Lonestar beer.
A bunch of people swam in the pool. I wish I had worn underpants .. I would
have SO been in there. Damn it's hot. Janice played AC/DC. I shook my booty in the living room.
And that was that.
Here are the upcoming shows that I plan on catching:
Aug 11 - Nada Surf/Ozmo&Rilo Kiley - Mercury Lounge
Aug 11 - Litter Meet/Handful - Gaby & Mo's (punk rawk!)
uh ohh.. conflict here....
Aug 16 - Peaches/World Provider/Japanic/Toof - Emo's
Aug 17 - One Fifth Griffith/Spoon Fed Tribe - Room 710
Sep 20 - Modest Mouse - Stubb's
Aug 14 - David Byrne - The Backyard
Aug 17 - Wesley Will/Shazam/U.S.S Friendship - Emo's
Aug 24 - Rollins Band - La Zona Rosa
Sep 02 - Square Pusher/Plaid/Mira Calix - Mercury
Stalkers are sexy.
but even better => link me
Posted by Administrator on Aug 10, 2001
I spent a lot of the day with Natasha and her mom. We caught
8 1/2 Souveniers at the Continental club, then her mom treated us
to dinner at Gueros across the street. Their fish is great - their enchiladas
too. Then we went back to their place and looked through baby pictures. Tell
me, isin't this the cutest baby picture you've ever seen?
Those are some good genes there. Mmmmm.
I diddled my design a little more. Now all the navigation is on the right side.
I'm kindof not liking it. It will probably go away very soon. Sometime in
all these orgys of redesign I apparently nuked my resume. Joy!
Tonight we went mini-golfing - the game that we're about equally matched at.
There are a whole hell of a lot of good bands coming to Austin in the upcoming
weeks. The Modest Mouse tickets don't go on sale till like August 26. Doh!
After looking through the Chronicle we dressed in drag and smoked by the pool.
The pictures came out AWESOME. I've added "cocacola" to my pics on here.
A lot of the really great shots were on slide film, so I can't get them
to the adoring hoards until tomorrow probably. There are some GREAT ones on there, so you'll definitely wanna stick around.
Mom just let me know that my relatives have started reading my site. That's
I'm gonna try to rectify this design issue before the
night is through. Awwooooooooooooooah.
Posted by Administrator on Aug 08, 2001
Natasha and I took pictures at a laundry in her old neighborhood, then
we took some experimental photos with the flash at a playground. She wore
an exotic top with a white flowing skirt. They should come out great.
I have been burning through a lot of film with Natasha lately. Tomorrow
I'm picking up three rolls of film. I'm sure quite a few of the pics will be scan-worthy. Stay tuned, dear Reader.
I'm stressing a bit about my ability to find a good job. I've been
tonight and it's all weird
niche positions that are hiring. Yikes. I think I'll get my Java learn on
hardcore for the rest of this week. Gotta do something.
While clicking around on Austin clubs tonight I discovered
. She's in/around
Austin and has some crazy photoshop skills. The model is a guy.
I know: whoa!
I realized today what a lousy and neglectful friend I am. All six of my
major Austin friends and I haven't seen any of them in more than a month.
I suck and I miss ya.
My mom wrote the below poem. I'm really excited that she's expressing herself
creatively, and I thought I'd share it with all of you.
Poem written 8/7/01:
About a little bird that had been found
with an injured eye and unable to fly.
The eye was restored to sight, having
debris removed from the site.However,
after nurturing to return to nature she
was seized by a hawk. This is memory
of our little "grey" bird.
"Little Grey" (bird)
When I happened by; you had but
one eye, and
took you home; now you were
You were so sweet with your
little "tweets", and
Now you could see and belonged
so I thought.
It wasn't long before you grew
knew this happiness
could not last.
In my heart you will
I will "always" remember
You appeared and changed
Posted by Administrator on Aug 07, 2001
Today was a fun one. Natasha and I went to her friend Stephanie's lesbian
birthday party. I represented the Y-chromosone. It's kindof annoying when the only thing that gay folk seem to know how to talk about is being gay. Before you get your panties in a bunch, I'm not generalizing to the whole tuna boat here. This phenomen tends to be most prevalent among young homosexual folk. Maybe they feel that they need the constant reassurance that their lifestyle is OK. That they're OK. It's sure not an easy path to walk. But gosh it's annoying.
Natasha stumbled on a character quirk of mine today. Her creative, design, talents/instincts are much strongser than her coding skills, whereas I'm the opposite. so I offered to code her up any design that she wanted. Non-chalantly in the car today she told me that she was having someone else build the site for her. She had forgotten my offer. I got upset. It's like bringing your car to jiffy-lube when your husband is an auto-mechanic. That got me so stirred up that I sat down and cranked out a new and very distinctive design, rife with her favorite colors, an awesome graphic and smoove navigation. So without further ado: here
Tomorrow I resume my hunt for a jobbie job. A friend of Walter's is staying with us for a while. He's in-between places right now. Good taste in music. Nice guy. Better hide the sex toys.
I posted my second entry on Index42
today. What a buzz! I think I could get really into the whole internet sub-culture thing.
Yesterday we went on a photo-shoot in Austin's beautiful "green-belt". My nefarious subject was as beautiful as ever, the sun shone brightly, and the shutter snapped true. I've been shooting with Fuji 100 slide film. I forget which grade. I can't wait to see how they come out.
I discovered the band "Paw" on Audiogalaxy
the other day. Their song "Jessie" rocks my socks off. This is a MUST for all you rock/dog lovers. Audiogalaxy
is cool like that. When you search for an artist it suggests other artists that you may also enjoy. What sweet magic. I have discovered a few great bands that way. I actually applied for a job there (at Audiogalaxy). They're located in Austin right across the bridge from me. Too wild.
This has gotten long enough. Nighty night.
Posted by Administrator on Aug 05, 2001
Alright! The redesign is coming along nicely, even without the carrots
(for now). I'm shooting for a "flatter" design. I really don't think I have
enough content to justify seperate subcategories for news, pics, etc. I'm
kinda diggin it. Oh yes, and I'm working on getting a webcam up in here. ;)
I have been accepted to my first web-community type thing.
. woo! I'm really excited about it.
No longer will my wackyness be contained to just his site. I can't believe
it took me so long to get involved with something like this. I called
BBS's a TON in highschool. When the internet came the scene went extinct.
This is obviously the next incarnation of that spirit, yet I was pretty
slow on the uptake.
In March I wrote some negative and one-sided things about the girl that I
had just broken up with, Jennifer S. My head wasn't right back then and
I wrote to help me through the loss. Time heals all wounds though, and
we're on good terms now. I'd like to publically state that I was as much
at fault as she was in all of the messyness, and that overall I'm grateful
for the lessons learned. I'll certainly not make those same mistakes again.
I got a call from Karyn today! Woohoo! I miss my old Austin homies a lot.
Hopefully we'll be able to get together this weekend. The "Iron Triangle"
will be reunited. Oh yes.
For the past 3 days I have been cleaning my room. Do you remember the
Oreo's comercial from the late 80's where the little girl loves her Oreo
so much that she savors her delectable cookie a nibble at a time. That's
how I clean my room.
Oh great, now I'm jonesin' for Oreos.
Sleepy time. Zzzzzzzzzz.
Posted by Administrator on Aug 03, 2001
Fuck rectangles, and FUCK THE DMV. Excuse me, Department of Pubic Safety.
Texas prides itself in doing things a little different. I finally got
Texas-style car insurance and plates and a visage of my bust photographed.
And check this out: they scanned my fingerprints! Can you believe that
Orwellian bullshit. Gosh, I'm angsty. Pardon me. So I'm entertaining the
thought of searing my thumbprints off. Fuck the man. Man.
Oh yeah, this rectangle thing. I have plunged neck-deep into web design.
Web design has assumed the prominent driving creative force in my life.
I started a yahoo club: AustinWebDesigners
. I have been pouring mucho energy into my site.
I'm even whoring for links. I am sick of looking at sites that are
dominated by rectangles. All these blogger sites look the same to be.
I think that a computer/electronic media type degree might not be so bad for
me. If UT
has one it's probably hella
had one called EMACS, but
I don't live in Troy. Duh. Something like that would be good though.
I am building a medium format camera. I'm really excited about it but
nobody seems to appreciate the idea. I guess I've gone off the geek end.
I walked around Zilker Park with
today and took a bunch of pictures and taught her how to
drive the shifter car.
I need a job. Evan go sleepy now.
Posted by Administrator on Aug 02, 2001