Month: January 2004
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Woohoo, Friday
Okay, let’s see. I got my first east-coast paycheck! (Actually, I think I got the stub yesterday, but still, kickass.) I’m not trying to sound money-grubbingly materialistic here or anything – this whole moving thing tends to leave you broke, since everyone wants your money before you’ve got any. And now I’ve got some, so…
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It’s official! My card came today.
Yup… I have officially joined the ranks of the loser. Yes, that thar’s an internet singles site, and yes, I’m on it. Now, to join a hotornot… QOTD: S*: im bored…… come and get me Me: hehe Me: sounds like a sandwich’s last words Me: oooo, new form of matter S*: what bout sandwiches\???? Me:…
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Modes of failure
“Here I sit now, broken-hearted…”, goes the familiar bathroom-stall scrawl. While not exactly reveling in my single-ness, watching the supernovae of relationships of those close to me has me re-evaluating this position. At the present moment I am consoling my brother’s fiancee, who sounds just absolutely despondent over feelings that he doesn’t care about her…
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I am roastified
Ah, hey, warmness. Well relatively speaking, anyway. The past week or so the mercury alcohol bimetallic strip weather report has been hovering in the single digits and occasional negative ones. Today it was a balmy 30 or so, so I came out of hibernation this morning early enough to finally get a bank account while…
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What next, 0xDEADBEEF?
Man, being the evil microcontroller genius is nice, but being it for 8 hours a day at work gets inside your head, or something. I was up last night nuking a late-night snack (leftover thai noodles from Sweet Chili’s). When the microwave finished, it dislpayed ‘F00D’ in big letters… and I couldn’t decide whether I…
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All the wrong reasons
I learned today, through a grapevine of extraordinary magnitude, that someone I know has been cheating on someone I care about with someone else I care about, which bugs me a bit. (Sorry folks, I don’t do that private-entry crap, so you’ll have to take some educated guesses here.) Since I have no stake in…
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Operation shag-pad II!
Well, I have officially moved into the $635/mo place. Which is good, because I will need the extra cash to sink into my car, which has decided to make its last stand in the office parking lot. It was only a busted starter (as far as the ‘necessary’ repairs; the soup can and duct tape…
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Operation shag-pad!
Wow, that feels wierd… typing ’04. Anyway, apartment real-estate dude never got back to me, but I did find this other place and check it out. Holy crap! Rent is $635/mo, dirt-ass cheap for this area, walking distance from where I work, and already has a fridge/microwave/tv/etc. All (most of) the comforts of home. Ahhh……
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Exodus
8:30pm All packed and headed out. Parents getting all teary and stuff. Come on guys, I’ll only be a metric fuckload of few miles away, globally speaking. You could drive there in a couple days if you really wanted to. And I promise I’ll keep in hiding touch. 9pm Headed out for real this time,…