Scenario: I buy a little plant for my desk, that resembles a Bonzai. It was my thing.... to have a little greenery in my cubicle. Then today while walking through the office I see someone else has one too! How gay can someone be, as too copy me. And of all people it's someone I don't like. So what should I do? will I poison it? Will I trash it? Will I just let it be? Or do I just buy more plants. I think I'll just buy more. My cubicle will be a jungle. With Tigers and apes and everything. I wonder if I'll get in trouble for put a snake on my desk?

Rules and regulations... Code of conduct... Moral self worth... I can't believe the beautiful world has come to this. Property, and you can't use mine. Don't even look at it..it's mine. Get real nothing is yours you don't own anything. It owns you. The things you own, the things you think you own...they own you. Rules differ from state to state, and country to country... In Afghanistan women can lose they're lips for wearing makeup under they're vail, and they're not aloud to learn. What kinda system is this? In the middle east people can lose limbs for stealing... again what kind of system is this. Having any code of conduct is restricting to someone at some point. It may be good for the masses, but not the minority. And of course there are always exceptions... Having a morale dilema? Don't worry....Sure it's nice to have a $500,000 house and a $30,000 car, but then you have to protect it. Buy guns and security systems..and maybe a guard with a taser. All while staying from the remoteness of your home to afraid to go outside, because "they" might see you. This is a simple lesson I'm teaching here really. If it has no use, there is no need. If it requires more input then output, it's no efficient. If it causes stress and worry, then it'll make you loose time....only the effectively efficent people live to be 120 and happy.

I feel extreme distaste for yuppies...Wallow in your extravagencies..

THE ORIGINAL "Crash and Burn" 1893 Drew Street Clearwater, FL 33765 (727) 449-BURN . . . . .. Could it get anymore fucking cooler!!!!!!!! Piss off !!!!!!

As a young guy I always wante to be Black....I always wanted to be special. Now as an adult I can see that they had many things to overcome. I'm not glad I was white by any means. White is normal...why would I wanna be normal? Black has a difference that scares some people and makes difference. I look upward to those people. Just because they are different than I. I can't ever be as cool as Shaft....or maybe can I? . . . . . . .. . . . . . .. . . .

I drank a whole bottle of wine tonite.. It was an 98'. Extremely fine and it mixed well with the two beers I had following it. Wine I have found is a great medium between beer and sobriety. I'm not saying I didn't get a buzz, but it was a romantic buzz... Okay now the one song I found good on the new Lenny Kravitz Cd was Track 7...Mr. Cabdriver...I guess.. but it was cool... It had a 70's groove to it, while maintaining Lenny's distaste for society. I truly respectable song from any punks view...

I must give it up to Lenny.... I never thought he'd release a greatest hits album. I bought it by the way... I do still buy CD's ..I think he deserves to have his CD bought. I enjoy every song on it..It's a good CD.. I give it an A++. especialally if you like that slow melodic 70's sound that he eminates... I like the nes "again" song...I think it's a really good song actually. It has feeling..which is not normal in the industry now...I see lenny as becoming.."Historic".

Robert Morton Downey, Jr... Hmmm what can I say? Does he have a drug problem? yeah... Does he act stupidly? yeah..... I think that this emphasises my whole idea about drugs. If people want drugs they''l get em...He "as in robert" has the afliciction of being a celebrity. If he was a normal person...this wouldn't be a problem.. of course he'd be dead.... I think the whole the whole idea about drugs needs to be be refinanced..that meaning...peole get high on other stuff that is sold at places you and I go to everyday.. The whole "War against drugs is doomed". If you can't see that then your blind. Huffers and whippets..think about it.. Does the sale of whipped cream need to be restricted? I ahve personally bought 5 cans of whipped cream and been acused of "Needing to get a life", but so what...i know I need a life.

I am getting better at drumming. I totally have the first little exercise down I was supposed to learn, now it's time to move onto lesson two. As for the Trumpet, I just don't have what it takes I think. My lungs are straining for air after the first 10 seconds.... so I truly believe there is no hope..

In other news.. Bush is our new president after much debate and calamity. I miss the party of the year last friday..and it's perfectly fine. I was thinking about going for about a second...but had decided not too, and it was for the best I think. I bought a little bonzai looking plant for my cubicle today.It's nice, and I hope it the best. Things go well for me recently. I had an exceellent Thanksgiving. My aunt, Uncle, and cousin came down from Va... which made it feel like a real Thanksgiving. I may go up there for Christmas...depends on if I can get the time off. I will try, but it doesn't look good I must say. I miss being close to family during the Holiday season... It's always better with more people around.

This next thing I am about to say carries much weight. I met someone the other day, who said they were from Russia. At first I was in disbelief. Her name was Anastasia. She was a journalist in Saint Petersburg. Now being an avid chatter, I have come across fakes and other frauds in the past, and I was beginning to believe she was one. I don't know why I really had no proof. just an inkling of doubt. Maybe it was her excellent use of english, or her knowledge of america. Anyways I was quite abrupt with her and Apologize for it. I should I guess speak with only people I know, but that wouldn't be any fun. I got an e-mail from her shortly after saying she was hurt, and that I should take feelings into account before I start making wild accusations. I know this is true.. I feel bad for making someone so far away feel like crap. And now there is nothing I can do, because the damage is done. So if you read this Anastasia... I am sorry

Every year she makes Pecan pie, and say have a slice. You'd think one of these days she'd get the hint that I hate Pecan Pie...

So did everyone have a good Thanksgiving? I did...I had the most great dinner, thanx Aunt Judy and mom.

I really should watch my mouth....I'm sorry.

A mosquito bit me right in the middle of my chest. Now it's all itchy... Damn my luck. I guess I should quite laying in the bfrontyard with no shirt...just kidding I really have no idea how he got me. Musta been a sniper or something

Work is an odd word. Kind of evil in itself. Work..... is a bad word. At least by todays standards. I always try to get out of work. I mean unless I'm getting paid. Then work is fine. I don't even work enough to wash my own car, so why should I work for the man. I truly think the american work ethic has truly went downhill in the last decade. I have friends that break they're back in menial jobs to make a living. And what for? Just barely to survive? Is this enough? If I worked 40 hr's a week and made just barely enough to get by then I would be 1 pissed off boy. Luckily I still live at home and have little expenses. I ahve a car payment and insurance, and what little debt I have accumulated...and this is still aburden upon me, until I step back and realize that this is why I work....not for luxury but the bare neccessities...and this would be fine if I had a filling inside my heart. Where is my cream filling? My Jelly torrete? It all matters what is on the inside...and right now there is nothing except my job and what I was born with. I'm like an empty donut waiting to get filled!

Sometimes I like to sleep till noon

Sometimes..I think I'd be better all alone

And I don't need anyone too tell me what I should or should not do

because I already don't care

And it's not my fault

Because I don't give a fuck

to what you say or do

Or even who you screw

Because I've given it up...

I wanna puke and it all not my fault

You make me sick with your political bantor

And don't care quite care for your face

Without a trace I wish you would all but dis-sa-ppear

and I sit and seek what isn't quite clear

so now you know what kinda dork I am

So now you say I always knew it anyway



Punk song for MTV .....

Why is fast food service so fucked? I went to Wendy's today, and had a simple order. First I wanted something on the menu they no longer had (a special) then I wanted 2 .99 sandwiches and one .99 coke. Then he said 2.13 was my total. I know this wasn't right, but he just forgot the coke I'd tell him at the window. When I get to the window he want's 4.75...WTF.. So experimenting I gave it to him, and pull ahead. I get tto the second window and get a huge bag of food. 2 sandwiches and two fries. I still wanted a drink though, so I asked "Where is my coke?" I was then asked for $1.06 more..no problem. Then I get my drink and leave. So I've spent 6 bucks now on some shit I never ordered in the first place. Wouldn't this piss you off? I think the people that work there just don't care, and honestly I don't blame them too much. They get paid shitty money and work serving assholes like me all day. So in conclusion...Wendy's should just raise there pay level. I'd be willing to pay a little more for some decent service.

I have a new boss his name is Charles. I'll miss Bruce. I hope this doesn't change Sunday (TV day). I newer things. I met a girl that works at Burdines...she's like a 10. I can't believe she gave me her number. Silly girl! I have simple but to get out more, I think it's all about the outside. I have relatives coming for Thanksgiving, but I will not be home then..I regret to say my job is my main focus right now... I am also planning on winning the lotto. I have done some research and I believe greatly increased my odds.

Here's a site for all the guys...it offers a few helpful tips when it comes to the ladies. Some of them are kinda dumb, but so are most guys. Put the mouse here and click!

This from MSNBC "after 2 a.m., when the major news outlets, including NBC News, MSNBC Cable and MSNBC.com, declared that Florida’s 25 electoral votes had put Bush over the top.
For more than an hour and a half, Bush’s supporters celebrated in Austin, Texas, while Gore’s consoled one another in the rain in Nashville, Tenn.
Then, at 4 a.m. ET, the news outlets retracted their projections that Bush had won, setting off wild celebrations in Tennessee. Shortly beforehand, Gore called Bush in Austin to withdraw the congratulations he had telephoned to the governor earlier. Bush communications director Karen Hughes said Bush found Gore’s behavior “unbelievable.”
Across the country, several newspapers stopped their presses to adjust front pages to reflect the sudden changes."

Ha Ha...What a dick!

And the Anti-Christ will have support from his father. He will arise from the ashes of a bright shining star and destroy all that is material. Bush has won! WTF Can you imbeciles not see that he was the chosen one. He is the AntiChrist. The master was right and the end is near. The third and final war is upon approach, and there is not a thing you or I can do about it. Except Take warning...!!!!

Until the end I am here.

727-542-3404

I'm home and have been for a few hours. I've moved my bed out from the wall, it looks more like a bedroom now, i think. It left the entire rest of my room in a scatter though. I think I need to get off my lazy ass and finish cleaning it. I think I want to paint it too though. It's always a pestering thing I get into doing. I want to do it, but then when I start I realize it is work and then become devoid of any motivation....and so it sits dormant half done till I am inspired again.I was thinking of a grayish blue sea color..with darker shades in select areas. Each wall being a different color natural. Too much of the same shade would make me mad. First I have to be inspired like I am now. And tomorrow I think I will loose all my inspiration. I also need some type of desk/contraption to store my computer/entertainment center onto. I think I will have too build something of My own to fulfill my needs. I am one of those people that decides....If I am going to do something then it should be done in greatness...but the only problem with this is...It is seldom ever finished. As with painting my walls..

I'm here at work now, it's monday, but it's like my friday...so it's all good. We won the lottery last week at work. 4 out of 6 numbers. that's $79.50. We decided to reinvest the money back into more lottery tickets..So now it's all gone..We lost. So it appears I'll be working for one more week at least. In other news if you like funny pictures and other things check this site out. I have three days off this week, and I have no plans other than sit around the house. I may wash my car... but even that seems to be pushing my lazyiness to a new all time low. I was thinking about upgrading my PC soon. The cost of parts and things are at a all time low. If you want to build your own PC and are looking for cheap parts check here. They seem to have the lowdown on just about everything. I'll be sleeping till 2 p.m. on my days off so don't call me before then. If you would like to say Hi, then call my cell phone and leave a harasing message. The number is 727-542-3404. I probably won't answer... but it's the thought that counts.

I am alone and I understand why...

I fear the look in the eyes....of what she may see.

A crack in my defense any weakness in my wall

I conclude it will have to be her

Or I'll be alone forever.

I fear....

I fear rejection

I fear interception.

I fear failure....and I can't explain it but

I fear I'll succeed.

I fear growth

I fear aging

I am scared of myself and what I might do

Why is it almost 5 am and I'm still awake? I have to work tomorrow brain ...let me sleep please

If your interested this is where I do most of my eating... and complaining about TPS reports...

It's amazing that I forgot how good this CD was. I suggest going out this week and buying "Soungarden Superunknown". It's an amazing collection of music really. It may be one of my favorites. Not for the more popular songs which everyone knows, but for the slow and experimental ones that I like the best. I like 6,10,12,13,14, an 15. I give it like a bunch of stars and a few thumbs up!

4th Of July

Shower in the dark day

Clean sparks diving down

Cool in the waterway

Where the baptized drown

Naked in the cold sun

Breathing life like fire

Thought I was the only one

But that was just a lie

Cause I heard it in the wind

And I saw it in the sky

And I thought it was the end

And I thought it was the 4th of July

Pale in the flare light

The scared light cracks & disappears

And leads the scorched ones here

And everywhere no one cares

The fire is spreading

And no one wants to speak about it

Down in the hole

Jesus tries to crack a smile

Beneath another shovel load

And I heard it in the wind

And I saw it in the sky

And I thought it was the end

And I thought it was the 4th of July

Now I'm in control

Now I'm in the fall out

Once asleep but now I stand

And I still remember

Your sweet everything

Light a Roman candle

And hold it in your hand

Cause I heard it in the wind

And I saw it in the sky

And I thought it was the end

And I thought it was the 4th of July

Head Down

We see you laugh

We see you dance

We take that away

Every day

We see you cry

We turn your hear

Then we slap your face

We see you try

We see you fail

Some things never change

We hear you cry

We hear you wail

We steal that smile from your face

Bow down to live

Your Life

Head down, hide that smile

Head high got to smile

Head high like a song you like

I am lonely... Tomorrow morning I will be helping Ken and Amy move some of thier crap to their new house. Seeing them together and happy makes me glad they found each other. It does make me feel alone though. Ken has Amy, and Jackie is cursed with Jeff. I think all I need to do is find a name that goes good with mine and look through the phone book. Paul and Wendy was nice....Don't you think? Ahhh Well that wasn't meant to be, but it was fun while it lasted. So I think maybe Paul and Michelle, only because I don't know any Michelles, or Paul and Dawn...I guess right now I'll have to settle for Paul and Killians...

Why is my company so cheap? Why do they always do the wrong thing? Not that they are going downhill, but they put the plants on the rows of cubicles the farthest away from me. I like plants. I need some type of greenery to make me feel less trapped inside this dungeon.

I say.....Vote for "none of the above". Make it your choice not to choose. If I don't choose what do I loose? So far the only thing I've been told I'll loose is my right to bitch about who got elected. Is this right? No..I'm still going to bitch. I think I could do it better, and I'm an idiot. Not that I want the job..oh no. My life will not be so conviluted with the business of a politician. The grasshoppers life for me. Dance and play, Dance and play..all summer long. While Mr Ant works works works. So Vote for "none of the above".

It appears to me that Geoerge W Bush was maybe....perhaps boozing it up and doping it up, and hiding in college to avoid going to Vietnam..maybe I'm not sure. With his fathers phat pocket this could and I think was done. Now Gore...with no rich father, had to go... and he came back and made something out of himself. I think....and this is what I think. I'm not looking down on Bush for having a DUI. I understand it was the past, but I also feel that his past overshadows the now. In this case, I can look at Duhbya and see that he is just a weasle. I think if I were going to vote, I'd vote for Nader.... Even though he lacks flavor and color...living in a black and white world surrounded by grayness. I think he is one of the best examples of democracy left around. I'm not sure if being a career politician is a good or bad thing. I think it takes a special person, to live off of society, and your only duty should be to help and raise that society to a steady and prosperous level. To be a servant of the masses. To give up all color and free expression and to be societies slave.

THIS IS YOUR LIFE

And you open the door and step inside

We're inside our hearts

Now imagine your pain as a white ball of healing light

That's right your pain

Your pain itself is a white ball of healing light.

I don't think so.

This is your life, good to the last drop, It doesn't get any better than this

This is your life and it's ending one minute at a time.

This isn't a seminar.

This isn't a weekend retreat.

Where you are now you can't even imagine what the bottom is like.

Only after disaster can we be resurrected

It's only after you've lost everything are you free to do anything.

Nothing is static

Everything is a fallen, everything is falling apart.

This is your life it doesn't get any better than this

This is your life and it's ending one minute at a time.

You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake.

You are the same decaying matter as everything else.

We are all part of the same compost heap

We are the all singing all dancing crap of the world.

You are not your bank account

You are not the close you wear

You are not the contents of your wallet.

You are not your bowel cancer

You are not your Grande latte.

You are not the car you drive

You are not your fucking Khaki's.

You have to give up You have to give up

You have to realize that someday you will die.

Until you know that you are useless

I say never let me be complete

I say let me never be contentv

I say deliver me from Swedish furniture.

I say deliver me from clever art.

I say deliver me from clear skin and perfect teeth.

I say you have to give up.

I say Evolve, let the chips fall where they may.

This is your life, It doesn't get any better than this.

This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time.

Sometimes I think there’s nobody I can trust

I think that all the love I’ve ever lost has been lust

When Everything I know falls apart at the seams

And I’ve lost sight of my fragile but dear dreams

I run crying away like a child and hide in some stupid place

Everything inside becomes blurred and not quite right

Then my heart feels like someone came and took a bite

I cease to function, I lie awake but dead in my sheets

And still my stupid heart continues to waste its beats

I’m alive in my head, but I know … I’d be better of dead

Desperately Seeking a Mate

By Stephen Gregory

WebMD Medical News

March 20, 2000 (Los Angeles) -- Meaghan Muir wants a life partner. But the 28-year-old Santa Barbara woman has decided to take a breather after a failed 3-1/2-year relationship. At one point, the couple talked seriously about spending the rest of their lives together. But not now.
"There were differences between us," Muir says. "And I don't know if we weren't able to work through them or if we just didn't put enough effort into getting past them. When I'm being practical about it, I say to myself it never would have worked out, but sometimes I think, 'Did I really explore it? Did I really get into it?' "

Singles Seeking Singles

Muir is one of millions of single adults reflecting on their efforts to find true love. They want it, but they also know that it's harder and harder to find. And those who think they've found it are often mistaken. The rate of marriage is down; the rate of divorce, up. The number of marriages for every 1,000 women dropped 43% between 1960 and 1996, while the rate of divorce more than doubled in the same time period, according to a report published last year by the National Marriage Project, a research and education initiative at Rutgers University in New Jersey.
And the news on cohabitation isn't much different. In a study scheduled to appear in this summer's Annual Review of Sociology, Pamela Smock, PhD, a researcher at the University of Michigan's Institute for Social Research, finds that five out of six cohabiting couples end that living arrangement within three years, with only 30% of them legalizing their unions with marriage. The majority of cohabiting couples simply break up.

Retreating for Self-Protection

What gives? Some experts suggest that our longer life expectancy and society's growing acceptance of divorce mean that many singles (or once-again singles) feel no pressure to tie the knot sooner rather than later.
But one expert has another view. Many singles are emotionally rudderless in relationships because they subconsciously retreat from truly loving and being loved, seeing the emotional risks involved as too great, says Robert Firestone, PhD, a Santa Barbara psychologist. They slip into a self-protective retreat mode for fear of getting emotionally wounded.
In his book Fear of Intimacy, published in 1999 by the American Psychological Association, Firestone theorizes that exploring true intimacy is often anathema to the self-protective mechanism people have used since childhood to guard against emotional pain. Although many people enter relationships with the best of intentions, they often have difficulty getting past these self-protective walls, he says. As a result, they fail to achieve lasting love and intimacy with their partners.

The Solutions

Firestone encourages intimacy-phobes to seek counseling and to become their own emotional trainers. By urging themselves to take risks and bare their vulnerable side, they may be able to establish a true connection with their partners. "Defenses shut out emotional experiences and cut off feeling," Firestone says. "Move toward openness and honesty and directness and take your chances."
Two other often-cited pieces of advice are as obvious as they are ignored: Talk to long-term couples about how they were able to achieve a meaningful, long-lasting relationship. And learn basic relationship skills, such as how to handle disagreements basic. Too many couples believe that if they find themselves disagreeing, they haven't found true love. ''Of course they're going to have disagreements,'' says Diane Sollee, director of the Washington, D.C.-based Coalition for Marriage, Family, and Couples' Education, which represents a nationwide network of courses in building relationship skills. ''They just need to know how to handle them. You have to learn to understand and respect your partner's position even if you don't agree with it.''
Fear of intimacy, experts concede, usually can't be overcome quickly. But for singles hoping to become part of a couple, relationship skills definitely can be honed.
Stephen Gregory has been a journalist for 10 years and has worked for such publications as the Los Angeles Times, the San Diego Union-Tribune, and U.S. News and World Report.

so do I give up?

do I let them invade?

do I become one of them?

bugs

bugs in my head

bugs in my bed

bugs till I'm dead

I heard you on the wireless back in Fifty Two

Lying awake intent at tuning in on you.

If I was young it didn't stop you coming through.

Oh-a oh

They took the credit for your second symphony.

Rewritten by machine and new technology,

and now I understand the problems you can see.

Oh-a oh

I met your children

Oh-a oh

What did you tell them?

Video killed the radio star.

Video killed the radio star.

Pictures came and broke your heart.

Oh-a-a-a oh

And now we meet in an abandoned studio.

We hear the playback and it seems so long ago.

And you remember the jingles used to go.

Oh-a oh

You were the first one.

Oh-a oh

You were the last one.

Video killed the radio star.

Video killed the radio star.

In my mind and in my car, we can't rewind we've gone to far

Oh-a-aho oh,

Oh-a-aho oh

Video killed the radio star.

Video killed the radio star.

In my mind and in my car, we can't rewind we've gone to far.

Pictures came and broke your heart, put the blame on VTR.

You are a radio star.

You are a radio star.

Video killed the radio star.

Video killed the radio star.

Video killed the radio star.

Start your own business.

Damn and I thought I might have been obsessed. Does this make me a pervert, if I think she's hot?

My how they grow up.

Curry

It took me a while but I found it again. Stinky Meat

Come on baby, "Lets get it on!"

Now I know why that couch was broke!

Do you miss your Childhood? I miss the transformers

Funny named Molecules I think my favorite is Cummingtonite.

I need a pillow!

I'm going to bring my camera in tomorrow and take a few pics. All undercover of course so stay tuned. Can you tell I'm so excited.

So here I am at my new work enviroment. I have an awesome cubicle now. Aren't you so jealous? This network is so fast. It even makes my road runner look like a Hunk-A Junk. I am like the first one online here too, I'm so excited! Not really, I'll be here till 8 AM by myself, while the movers and network people scurry about making sure everthing works. But seriously now. This new complex makes the other building look like shit. The bathrooms are immaculate. It has wide open floor spaces, and a snack room that would make 7-11 jealous. I'm lovin it.

Electrosex

Caffeine Central.....I never knew..

A most interesting site maintained by Zannah.

I think I want a stand-up bass.... just to lure Ken over here and pick his brain about musical things...I am at loss for so much. Why don't I have talent? I was reading a bio of Charles Mingus... He was really a cool guy I guess...I was said by him "All my talent playing the bass is because of years of practice, but my composing skills were a gift from god". I believe most people are not like me....As I am completely talentless... I mean..Look at my webpage as compared to others. I couldn't tell you shit about Java, while thousands of others could.

So I underestimated playing the drums. It's hard to go fast. I can't even figure out how to get my foot organized with my right arm. Then the left arm won't go...so why is my right arm stopping when I tell the left arm to hit the snare? Should my foot want to take off with the right arm? And why do both arms get confused about orders I gave the left leg? I'm sure this is a minor set back right? I mean it is my body, and I can control it. It just takes practice. Did I mention I wore the logo right off my sticks within the first 2 hours? I think if I keep practicing about 5 hours a day, I'll have something down in about a month or two.....maybe hopefully...Did I mention I bought a trumpet?

Buck will fuck you up...but seriously...fuck buck

I am so sick of hearing "Did you know Al gore invented the internet?". Lets get a few things straight. He never said that! And I'd like to explain to you what exactly happened, and how this thing came into being.First things first though....Research...

Click here and you'll see a history of the internet.

So you've just learned alot? Now you understand where the internet has grown from... Okay on with the rolling stone interview... or part of it.

What did you actually have to do with the creation of the Internet?

In my first term in Congress - I was elected in 1976 - I began a series of meetings, under the rubric of a group called the Congressional Clearinghouse on the Future, between interested members of Congress and computer scientists, geneticists, futurists and others. It became apparent that the juice was in the information revolution. Computer-processing power was doubling every year and a half, but the transmission lines for information were still based on twisted copper. The number of bits per second was static, and it wasn't increasing; meanwhile, processing power was expanding geometrically, logarithmically, explosively.

That had particular significance for me, because, when I was ten, my father, who was the author of the Interstate Highway bill, often took me to the meetings of his committee that designed the interstate-highway system. And he often explained why it was such a major project for him. Our family used to drive back and forth, six or seven times a year, between Carthage, Tennessee, and Washington, D.C., on two-lane roads. I remember going from Carthage to Nashville at nighttime, on old Highway 70, and seeing a long line of red taillights stretching out for miles and miles and miles.

Years later, that analogy jumped out at me. Just as the proliferation of cars and trucks after World War II made the two-lane roads obsolete, the proliferation of personal computers and the growth of processing power - in the wake of the Apollo program - made the old two-lane information pathways obsolete. At least, prospectively obsolete. And in short order.

Did you imagine back then that there'd one day be a consumer use for the Internet?

Oh, yes. And I began evangelizing the idea of an information superhighway. There were a lot of others who did the work, who came up with the discoveries. And I never said I invented the Internet. But where the congressional role was concerned, I did take the lead. And I went beyond having hearings - I introduced legislation. I pushed big increases in the funding for research into how to expand the capacity of fiber-optic cable, how to develop supercomputers that were more powerful, how to develop the right switches and algorithms to handle the information flow. I went to talk with people who had the early networks - like DARPAnet, which was a tiny little Defense Department network on which the first e-messaging - they didn't have the term e-mail yet - was taking place.

I wrote a piece of legislation to establish something called NREN: the National Research Education Network. The idea behind it was to create large supercomputing centers, which didn't exist then - research centers that had leading-edge computer capacity - and then to link them with high-volume data links as a demonstration project to show what could happen.

In doing this, I went back and studied Congress' role in the development of the telegraph. Do you know the story of Samuel Morse? He was a portrait painter, and he was painting a portrait in the White House of President Franklin Pierce. And his wife, back in Virginia - later to be West Virginia - fell ill and, over a two-week period, died. The word did not get to him, because it had to come by horseback. Had he known, he would have been by his wife's side. He was consumed with guilt, as well as grief, and he thought, as an artist, "What could I do to make sure that nobody else feels this pain that I feel?" And he invented the telegraph. Anyway, the government's role was to build this demonstration line between Washington and Baltimore.

The NREN was a demonstration of what could be done. I always felt that once the capacity was demonstrated, it would grow out from the backbone, as other people wanted it. I also introduced the Super Computer Network Study Act, which created the laboratory where Marc Andreeson developed the first graphic Web browser. Most people didn't see the sense in this, because they had no experience with what the transmission of computerized data meant. I met with the last chairman of AT&T before it was dismantled - a guy named Charles Brown - and I tried to sell him on the idea of a project to vastly expand the information networks to handle this new computing. Mr. Brown had zero interest in this. More to the point, he had negative interest.

.....So as you can see he didn't invent the internet, but has been a supporter since the beginning. I hope this clears a few things up.

I set up this awesome Java script to redirect you from the crappy geocities site, to my new fresh fortunecity site....thinking of you readers..Paul

I have moved to a new site that actually works...but if your here your reading this...so you already know...

Did I mention....you should go out and buy Minor Threat - Complete discography. just because it is some really fast intellectual shit. I suggest drinking and listening...it tends to slow down alot of the things I seemed to miss the first hundred times or so. I thank you Ken...(Ken introduced me to Punk music and Minor threat) I owe you...

English is an awesome thing... It's supposedly one of the hardest languages to learn, and I totally believe them. I learn new things about it everyday. I love expressing myself.....I think the great "Hurricane" said that writing was a weapon.. I'm not sure, something like that, but you know what...If using other weapons is this damn exciting or at least refreshing and spiritual than bring on the guns.

Selling out got me this really nice car, did I mention that?

"It's quite normal to realize that, on many days, a career is a job rather than a heart-pounding adventure." Well fuck that, I want to live life to the fullest. I want it all, and I want it right fucking now! I have become sort of a corporate slave to things. I mean I go to work, and I don't have many friends left. I have a car payment and all those things I swear I'd never do, I've done. I've sold out as everyone does. Everyone is a wide concept I suppose. I mean it does mean everyone right?! So why shouldn't I be able to have a ob that inspires me? Why should I be stuck in the same ole same ole? I am going to buy a few things tomorrow... A bike to ride....I wanna go fast, plus I've noticed I've gained a few pounds on my abs since this selling out phase, and I do have the pinellas trail directly behind my house. Why not put it to use? And my other purchase will be a drum set, so watch the fuck out Bob! Not that I am any good at drumming, but I need to release some agravation....This world pisses me off..I expect my drumming to be alot like a minor threat song...Really fucking fast. I always liked to ride my bike as a young youth, so maybe I can catch some of that antiadulthood and swallow it down.

As if anyone can read this. My website is kinda screwed up right now. It's not my fault I don't think, geocities has just the crappiest support staff. Get your shit together guys... I mean come on. Do I have to come down there and flex some expertise?

Todat I must wish a farewell to the Bottle Rocket. It was sold bright and early this morning for $1200. I will remember all the fun times we had. I remember all the places we went, and the things we saw. I wish you the best of luck in your future. Goddbye...and fare the well.

This weeks music pick.... Charles Mingus - Haitian Fight Song

Last night was the last night for the boys at 3700 38th Ave. N. The house is now vacant. A whole era that streched through the 90's till yesterday is gone. It was on it's last legs anyway, but now it is gone. We did it out with it's due respects. We had a fire, and drank beer. We burned books like Nazi's. It was a good ole time. Goodbye old house at 3700. We shall miss you and the times we had.

The car is mine!

My new car....if all goes well at the bank!

I added a few new pics to my section. What can I say, I got bored at 4 a.m. and wanted to show someone my freshly shaved head. I like it, I don't care if you do or not, but I do! So what am I supposed to do about a new car? Do I get payments and byte the bullet or, do I search for a person with another piece of shit. I would like a new car, but I'll take what I can get. I don't care anymore to tell the truth. If my truck ran well. then I'd drive it. I fear it's something expensive. I've been drinking. Can you tell?

Speaking of Bob... I dug out the cd he gave me a while ago. The more I listen to it the better it gets. I used not to like the one dudes voice but it's getting better. I guess it was the same with the last RANCID cd. I took some listening to get to jive. I was thinking of getting some drums...I was also thinking of doing some daytrading....but I need the money elsewhere...like invested in a car. I saw a 1971 Porsche 914 in the paper for $1400. I had looked up a pic on the internet and it was disagreeable. I suppose parts for the beast would cost a arm & Leg too. Does anyone else wish they'd hurry up and get that teleportation thing working? Beam me up Scotty!

Bob - " My e-mail address is kenjerski@yahoo.com. I can't remember what your e-mail was. I had it here at work on my computer, but some dumbass wiped it and cleaned all my shit out of it. So it's gone...write me!"

Does anyone else feel like work sucks?

I'm directly in the middle of a double shift, so without pause I thought I'd update. I went out drinking last night and woke up late for work again. I had to take a few movies back. Then there was a dumbass in a corolla that decided to run the light on Ulmerton and 49th. I guess he wanted a closer look at the underside Semi. So there I sat for another 40 minutes. I was about 15 minutes late. Then they fired another guy in my area today. I hope I don't get fired

Okay as you all know my Truck is falling apart. So recently I have been reduced to driving my mothers minivan to work, or given the joy of driving my fathers huge 95 Dodge Ram. Well the other day I was taking the minivan to work, when I jumped inside and first noticed "It smells kinda funny in here". I glanced around behind me to notice a cat in the backseat. I just sorta stared at him and he stared back. I then proceeded to jump out as quickly as possible and run. I then walked around to the other side and open the door so he could get out. He did and quickly found the nearest spot of shade. I went to get my mother and some water for the cat. He was gone when I came back. My mother must have shut him in there the night before when she was getting groceries out of the back. He was in there from about 7 pm til 3 pm the next day. He had tags on his neck so I suppose he had a home. Now the only problem is the smell left behind. That is the reason for the little tree shaped air fresheners from Walgreens. They are purple and they have a nice grape fragrance. Much better than the odourous smell of musty cat!

I was in Walgreens today buying Ginseng Tea and some Car air fresheners (I'll explain later), when I saw this girl who works in the Photo department. She has long dark hair like I like. She most likely has a boyfriend already though. I can't imagine someone like her being alone. I have never walked up to a girl and asked her for a phone number, but in my old age, I'm getting kind of desperate. At least that's how it feels to me. Hows the weather in you part of town? I doubt anything will ever happen with me and her, but the thought is nice.

I will be at work for the next 16 or so hours. So if anyone needs to talk to me call me..727-542-3404... This is my cell phone. I'm not stupid enough to give out my work number. What did you expect?

I was just in the MSN news forum. Learned that most galaxies have a black hole in their center. It just seems kinda funny that there are billions of galaxies in this universe all spiraling toward their inevitable death. Makes me feel kinda like a cog in a giant machine. I like the universe am spiraling toward my death, in the endless cycle of death and rebirth. What comes must surely go.

I just finished talking to Dyana again...It seems she has this problem of breaking up with someone after they get too close. I have the same problem in littler spurts. It makes me feel better to know that this was the reason she dumped me instead of my fault. It was some my fault, but anything a reasonable woman could look over. I will be shooting some more pics for the pic sections soon. I might ravamp the layout of the pages too. I don't really like how the pictures have now definitions... It was brought to my attention a while ago, but now I will be taking care of it! I think I broke my monitor at work...Shhhhhhh....don't tell anyone.. I was going to buy a Drum kit...but I lack the cordination to be a successful drummer. I like music...and trying to create it...I just lack any talent...I am better at ....when I figure what I am better at I'll let you know.

I can see clearly now. Everything is in plain view. I never wanted love like I did before. It's all new and fresh. If you haven't heard my Girlfriend dumped me today. I don't even feel bad about it, I'm glad she did actually. She could do alot better. Lets face it "I SUCK". I was wondering when she would finally learn that. So now I am single, and I am not looking. I want to be alone. Why? you may ask. "Women are insane" this is the conclusion that I came to. I'm still in the market for a new car. I was looking at 2000 Camaro's but the insurance as I learned would kill me. Now I think I will just buy a beater and cruise it around. Insurance is such a stupid idea to begin with. I give you loads of money and then if I wreck my ride you give me a hard time and then complain alot...and then finally after much stress fix my car so that it is still fucked up, but looks decent. I hate Insurance...and the assholes who sell it. Dyana was a claims adjuster, so she can be excluded from this group. My biggest fault is I don't have enough time to be with her. She doesn't need a boyfriend, she needs more friends...I'd be her friend, but it would be tough because of the boyfriend/girlfriend thing. So I guess it's goodbye as usual.

I am inferior

Okay...WTF my truck broke down again. I'm going to look for a new car tommorrow. A friend of mine at work just showed me his new Honda. It was nice, I want a new car...I looked a bit before work, but all I found was overpriced crap. I want a new intrpeid or a slightly used one. I've also been looking at a few other cars, but it's such a pain. I hate shopping....I even hate shopping for cars even more.

It's one of those nights when I can't sleep, and I want to express myself, but I can't. I can't play my guitar for shit ! I tried to write, but even that seems imposible. That made me think of Gavis, as I listen to Luckenbach Texas..she let me read her poem, something so private. My friend almost brother Ken isn't so well. I won't go into detail...because it's his privacy I might violate. This story all starts off with Jeff and the happy Pub. I want to cry...It just makes me look downward on this human race...Why would anyone want to make another human hurt? I can hear the idiot fuckers now...."We beat the fuck out of 'em" such childishness... I can honestly say I love Ken.. The recent weeks I feel we've grown apart, I've detached myself from him and Jeff. That's always how it is though, friends come and go. That's is not what is happening here though. This fucking world...I wanna quit my job! What has it done for me lately? Made me seperate from my friends and want things I didn't want before. All I want in the world is to be normal. But as the agent says humans aren't happy without some struggle and stress. All I want is a car, a house, a love and friends...and lastly happiness. Why is this so impossible? Why can't people be honest? Why can't things be better? Why do the sexes have to be so different? What the fuck? All I know is that I don't know nothing. It all always works out for the best usually..Stephanie had to leave so I could meet Dyana, but is this any better? Yes I think so....Dyana loves me back at least. One thing that bothers me is...I could look at Amy and see whole heartedly that she loved Ken, but what do I know...I'm still a student here...I keep getting taught "Don't trust anyone" is that what I am supposed to learn? There is only a few people I can trust...and two of them are my parents. Almost everyone I've ever met has been a disapointment. Those I know now, I keep expecting to grow into what all the others have been. Maybe things will work out, the funny way they always do. I just fear the loss I've always known.

Things have been going well for me. I need to find a new car though, like pronto! My truck is begining to fall apart...Everytime I check the oil it's empty...it must run right through it...Piece of crap!

I had her all to myself on thursday. It was good, I took her to meet Jeff and Ken, then too see my house. Then we just hung out at her house until about midnight. I left because she had to work the next day. I think I am begining to fall for her, I hope I don't get burned again. I doubt I will...but this earth is an odd place.

So I worked the midnight shift last night, and came back to work today at four. I only got about 5 hours of sleep. I'm kinda tired right now, but it's all good. I have wednesday and thursday off, so I will be hanging out with Dyana a bit. On thursday I'm going to have her all to myself!

Every time I get out my old picture album...I reminisce about old times. It makes me feel all odd inside. I miss the friendships I used to have. I miss the people I haven't seen in years and months. I suppose I'll look back upon right now and miss it, from some vantage point in the future. I feel lost and left out, just because I don't speak to most of the friends I had even 6 months ago. I hang out with a totally new group of people these days. Jeff, Ken and Amy are the only ones I still talk too, and even now we have so much happening in our lives that I rarely see them. I miss Wendy. I miss Jennifer. I miss Bob. I miss Stephanie. I miss Jessica. I miss Jamie. I miss Dave. I miss Mary. I miss Jenny. I miss Amanda. I miss Corey. I miss Chance. I miss Liz. I miss Justin. I miss Melissa. I miss you all.

Coffee, Coffee, Coffee how can i possibly explain the ways in which i love you. You give me energy to stay awake when i'm tired. You make me all warm inside when I'm cold. You are my friend Coffee, coffee, COFFEE...!!!

RANCID 2000 is being reviewed, right now, by me! This album reminds me of the old RANCID I knew from their first two albums. The first track named "Don Giovanni" is loosely based upon the opera bearing the same name. Track three is a remake of a old Bob Dylan song. Song 18 "Dead Bodies" reminds me of post nuclear time when half dead Zombies roam the earth in search of BRAINS...."Blackhawk Down" is kinda cool in it's own screaming death accidental way. Rattlesnake reminds me of all the friends that have bit me in the back, when I was least expecting it. "Ex. Dave is a Rattlesnake". I thoroughly enjoyed this album. At first it was dissapointing, just because it was so short, just under forty minutes. Then the more I listened to it and started paying attention to the words. Theres alot in there if you can understand Tim's drable....I give it 3 and 3/4 star's....Definately worth the listen.

I think I'm getting fucking sick....my throat hurts.....Damn it.....Fuck Fuck Fuck....!!!!

Subway has new bread. 4 new kinds, the only thing is...it's stale by the time u get it because nobody orders the new bread. So come on.....order the new bread.

It's funny how things can go so wrong, so soon. I woke up late today, about 12:45. Dyana called and woke me up. It was nice to be woken up by my girlfriend. I got up and took a shower and got dressed. I wrote Dyana a E-mail at work then we wrote back and forth for a few minutes. Then I tried to call her, but I got her voicemail..She called back a few moments later. I was kinda pissed because I accidently erased my Rate my picture account. I was trying to find out what I had done. She was a bit pissed because her computer just crashed, and she was hungry because the food delivery person screwed wasn't there after an hour. I really wasn't talking and she got upset because I was distracted. I'd give anything for it to all go away.

Things are going extremely well for me lately. Work is going good, I couldn't ask for a more perfectly suited job for me. My only worry is job security, until april of next year when I will be moving onward...hopefully. I have been dating Dyana for nearly 2 weeks now. She seems perfect in alot of ways. She is sweet, smart, cute, intelligent, caring, and most of all likes me back. She has a 3 year old son named Alan. To be totally honest I'm still not quite sure about the child thing, but he is a awesome kid. Anyways we are just dating now so, it really shouldn't matter..... right? Anyways...I am in the market for a new car. I have my eye on a Dodge Intrepid. I'm not sure why, I think it might be too big of a car, and I've been told it's a family car, but I still want it. This is where the job security fits in. If I get payments on a car, I don't want to lose my job...and get it repo'd. I don't think this will be much of a problem though. I can afford $300 a month payments easy, I save that much a month in my savings...and I spend like crazy...so the only questions are job security and financing....So I must clarify these two parameters before proceding. Wish me luck..

I've been lazy, but that's okay. I've moved into my new house a few days ago. It's a nice house. I really don't like the pink carpet, but hey it has a roof and air conditioning so it's all good. My room is a mess, clothes are everywhere. I have to get ready for work soon. The Roadrunner guy was here earlier, installing my cable modem. He left a wire across my front yard. He said a technician would be out on tuesday to run it through the attic. I can't wait...I keep tripping over it. I'll be taking some pictures soon of the new house and updating the Miscellania pic page accordingly, so stay tuned...till then I'm out.....peace..

Okay...being sick just sucks. I haven't been doing much of anything lately. Eating alot and keeping full of fluids. Shut up Jeff.... Dayquil still sucks. .... The house is supposed to close on monday, but who knows what will happen. I'm still staying in the hotel on the beach. I try to stay away from there as much as possible. I really hate that place. I bought a few new shirts the other day, because I have no clean laundry. Life sucks what can I say. I am tired of typing now, so I'll catch u later.

I AM SICK. and I am at work..I wanna go home. It's a chest cold, and my throat is a bit sore. Dayquil sucks... I think I would like to be in my bed and drinking tea..and eating soup. I hate being sick even more than moving. The worst part is having a bed in a hotel room, it's not like home. What is it about me, I mean little innocent me that is so attractive to a damn Virus. The virus is going to lose, why even try. Stupid virus...It's fighting a war, and for what? To lose. It's going to accomplish nothing..except making me miserable and killing itself. So I ask you virus. what's the point?

I met the most interesting person yesterday, or rather early this morning. I met her online, as with most of my recent new friends. I guess she is what you could call a freak, but I mean that in the most respect. I wish I could be a freak, but my life won't let me. I respect her for that. Her name is Gavis, really her name is Lindsey. We went to Denny's last night.What else is there to do on a sunday night after midnight? We ate she had buffalo chicken strips, I had french toast. The we left to the parking lot where we sat on her sticker covered car till about 5 A.M. We talked about all sorts of things but she never lost my attention. She is the most interesting person I believe I have ever met. I put a picture of her in the friends section of my photo area.

So there I was kneedeep in K-mart, when I decided okay I gota get outta here before I put more stuff in my cart. I headed to the front of the store. That's when I saw it. The legendary express lane. It only had one person in it.... I pushed my cart full speed and made it right in time. I waited for a few minutes. Then I looked up to see the guy in front of me had a whole cart full of clearanced clothes. His oriental wife was piling them up on the counter. I counted 43 pieces before I gave up..Now I was highly pissed. I had begun to imagine myself bashing this fucker in the ankle with my cart. This fucking pissed me off, but I never was the violent type. So I just stood there and waited. The cashier was incredibly slow and stupid too. I could feel the pressure cooker boiling inside me.......I was waiting to explode. Then the prick turns around and smiles. I wanted just to deck him in his old gay ass nose. I made the remark "Can't count today? huh" He just laughed and turned around. Now at about this time I wanted to take my box of Triscuits and bash him in the head repeatedly. I wanted just to push him out of the express lane with my cart....Ughhhh... It was over shortly after he paid and then just fucking stood there. What now? His bitch wife was checking the reciept...I could take it no longer..I pushed in front of him and threw my 5 things on the counter...The cashier smiled and rang me up. The guy behind me mumbled something about inconsiderate young kids...I turned around and smiled...Then I payed and pushed my way past him. I could hear him mubling in the background...but I didn't care.... On the way out I had happy thought sof running him down in the parking lot...happy happy thoughts..

I awoke in my sleep last night to find myself in a room abask in a blue haze. I got up from my bed and walk to where I thought the door should be, but there was no door. I turned to see a light behind me. I walked toward the light. It seemed far of in the distance. As I walked toward the light it changed colors from blue to a pale yellow color. Then I realized that I might be dead. I stopped almost in my tracks. Thoughts of "At least I'm not in hell" went through my head. I suppose this is a bit strange for you to understand, but for me it was even tougher. I thought "I don't wanna be dead." I turned away from the light and ran in the opposite direction. I was now screaming into the silence and pleading to god "I don't wanna be dead". Then the floor of this space dropped out, and I was falling into the darkness. With a splash I landed upon the shore of a peaceful beach. I laughed thinking I had escaped heaven and had been returned back to earth. I sat there in the sand breathing the salty air deep into my lungs. I looked out across the water, when I saw the ship coming I stood up, and waved. "Hey..I'm over here...save me..." The boat turned. It was an older sail boat. One from the classical times, it was made of wood and had a tall white mast with sails that were more beautiful than anything I had ever seen. I waded out into the water to meet it. I t was getting closer. I could see it's sailors waving and one climbing up the mast to the nest above. They did not make a sound, the only sound was me screaming at the top of my lungs. "I'm saved.." and I thought I had been. It was now just within distance to see.. I was horrified at it's inhabitants. They were mear skeletons dressed in pirate uniforms. I screamed louder now. They were throughing things at me. And then came the net. It was heavy and held my head under the water. I was gasping for air. I closed my eyes and let the air from my lungs escape...up in bubbles my life and air trickled from my body. I was now lifeless and remained floating in the water as my body was hauled above the ship by the skeleton pirates. I was being dispersed by the waves and fading away. I was being absorbed by the water, slowly I trickeled away into nothingness.

I stayed the night in a hotel down on Mad. beach. It is one of those high priced touristy places. I woke up early this morning with a chill in the air. It seems I left the A.C. on. I got up and shut it off. There was a knock at the door. I walked over to the door with my blanket wrapped around my neck kind of like a cloak. The door opened up to reveal the hotel maid. I could see by the tag on her chest her name was June. That's my birthday, it must be my lucky day. She asked if I needed a change of sheets, I shook my head and she came in. I turned to the refrigerator and slowly walked over too it. I opened it to reveal a bareness like the sahara. The maid giggled, as I turned around to ask why she giggled. She just laughed and looked back towards the bed. I sat down at the table as she changed the sheets. She turned toward me and said "We have a free complimentary breakfast in the lobby". I shook my head in an up and down motion and she giggled again. She left soon after, I decide it was about time to get in the shower. I looked around my room for a toothbrush. I found one on the bathroom sink. One of those cheap hotel room toothbrushes. I sneared at it then brushed my teeth religiously. I was about finished when I heard another knock on the door. I grabbed a towel off the rack and wrapped it around me. I walked toward the door and opened it a little. It was June the maid again. She had her arms full and pushed her way in the door. She set down upon the table more food than I myself could eat for breakfast in five days. I said thank you. She just giggled and sat down. I went back to the bathroom and put on my jeans from the night before. I came back out and sat across from her. I said "Wow, this is really great thank you. Is this going to get you in trouble?" She looked up and said "No, it's my break." I ate till I was full, and then I ate some more. When I was finished I said thank you again. She smiled and said "No problem, I was hungry too.... I didn't want too eat in the cafeteria again." I told her to leave the dishes and I would bring them down when I was leaving for the day. It was the least I could do. I walked her over to the door, and said goodbye. I watched her walk down the hall. She got down to the stairway and turned around to see me staring.. She smiled and waved and was then gone...

I've been here most of the day. I don't know why. Can u tell me?

Jesus don't want me for a sunbeam.

Sunbeams are not made like me.

Don't expect me to cry.

For all the reasons you had to die.

Don't ever ask your love of me.

Don't expect me to cry, don't expect me to lie.

Don't expect me to die for thee.

Don't expect me to cry, don't expect me to lie.

Don't expect me to die, don't expect me to cry.

Don't expect me to lie, don't expect me to die for thee.

-Kurt Cobain

I left my old house at 1pm today, theres no TV so what am I gonna do there? I went to my friend Jeff's house feeling a little hungry. So we headed to Hops. Now ordinarily this wouldn't be a problem but I gotta work today. So here I am at work nice and toasty. I don't really mind though, you know. Fuck it. I like my job. Except for days when there is better stuff to do. Tonight is the first day of Football. Monday night Football, and I'm gonna miss it. This sucks..but oh well no big deal.

I am officially homeless.

Today is a slow day at work, what do I suspect for sunday though. A few people here are sick. The flu or something. I think I'm getting it. THIS SUCKS I love e-mail write me...please.. kenjerski@yahoo.com The pizza I ordered just got here...gotta go....

I'm just about done moving. I wrote Erin yesterday and she wrote back, it's always nice to know that a girl in a picture on the internet actually is real. Nevertheless it doesn't help my love life too much. Today is pizza day at work, their will be four of us so we can order a big pizza today. I can't wait.... I chatted with marianne yesterday, she seems really nice and sweet. She said she might be moving to orlando. I went to the pub last night with my good friend Jeff, I drank 2 pints of Newcastle. Then I went home, directly home, no other place but home. I did not stop by the dairy section at Kash-&-Karry. I went straight home. Ha... Ha.. whatever... I needed some relaxing, after all the stress I've been under lately. I guess my Grandmother is mortally ill, and I have no place to live as of Tuesday. But me being homeless is really the least of my worries, it's just we've been moving like crazy and I've been working everyday, I hate it.

I'm a father well kinda, my Habenero pepper plant produced it's first pepper. I have it with me at work. It turned brite orange. In other news, I HATE MOVING...... I have been published well kinda. I sent a short story to www.allidiots.com and they posted it. I'm so proud. Of course I'm no Shakespeare. It was raining earlier today so I had to postpone moving, damn...that is just too bad.

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We'll my house is empty, except for my computer and a few other neccessities. I hate moving...I still have to move the Weight Machine, that heavy piece of crap...I HATE MOVING.....

All you idiots should visit here. You know who you are so just get going. This means you Jeff.

I went to MSN today and whta did I see? I saw a picture of Lars smiling. What a giant DICK! I hate him, and I hate Metallica. I'll never buy another one of there albums. Although I do have every song they've ever put out in MP3 format. Not that I even like them at all, in fact I hate them, and that is why I have those MP3s. I never even listen to them, but I do have them. Fuck you Metallica. But even those dicks or the supreme court can't shut down technolgy. There is a program called Gnutella, it's like napster, but it has no main server to connect to. So there is nothing to shut down. I suggest d/ling it and spread the word. For long it will be shut down too, but if we have it already them it's too late. And there within lies the beauty. Jeff blows goats.

I hate moving, it makes me sweaty and stinky. Liquid Cocaine tastes good....but I think it's not worth it because I had the worst hangover ever this morning. Ever....but on the lighter side, I've downloaded 2 new rancid tracks off there new album that isn't out yet. They sound good....Thank god I have a computer. Which reminds me Napster will be going down tonite, what a pity. Must everything beautiful be destoyed by the Man. Damn the Man...I guess it's back to anonymous FTPing for Mp3's, and hunting them down..It's gonna suck. Good luck guys. Jeff screws goats.

I'm so sleepy, I missed some sleep a few days ago, and just caught up today. I didn't wake up till 2 p.m. and my house is such a mess now. All the packing to move. Did I mention I was moving. Yep... I hate moving. I wish I could just leave my stuff. Not really... I love my stuff. That's probably one of the reasons I'm still living at home. I hope you like the sound I added to this page. I can't say if I like it yet...Well see.. I seriously wonder why CGS pays me. I don't do much of anything, except work on this site. Thank god I have internet access. I think I would die without internet at work, seriously mentally die...

It's raining, it's pouring, my job is boring.

Maybe it's the long dark hair (which I have always liked) or those eyes that seem to bounce of the screen like they were really looking back, but I have fallen in love. It's not real love of course, but mearly blind intrigue. I found myself reading every square inch of the journals and staring stupidly at those perfect pictures. And she is an intellectual giant, at least compared to me. I think I may never leave her page. Forget food, forget air, I think I'm content.

Oh yeah before I forget...CLICK HERE to get to Jeff's page

My friend Jeff finally has his website up, and I must say it's kinda small but not bad for his first one. It only took me a whole of seven minutes to break in and steal this funny ass pictureof Jeff. I found a picture of his girlfriend there also, but out of fear I do not publish here. I am not a complete moron, no matter what my father says.

This is the first week of the Lottery pool at work. We are all sitting here dreaming about what we could buy, and what we would do. I said I would move to the woods and live in a cabin, far away from anyone and anything. I'd have a fenced in game reserve all around and live off the land, and grow a garden. I think this would be a cool idea. Maybe you should just call me the una-bomber. I need to go now, and work on my manifesto.

Working now, I think I need a drink.

Say it with me...WTF

I need to learn some Flash now, it seems to be kicking the crap out of HTML. Damn and I just got good at HTML. What was I thinking?

It's SUPERBAD. This is one strange trip into a confusing forest. I mean you might as well throw the map out the damn window.

Looking for the cutting edge of internet design? I mean these guys all kick the crap out of my site. These guys are good. So check'em out.

Okay the future has arrived. Kinda quick huh? Well I added the Meanings page, it's just a list of strange and original words thought of by me and my friends. I've also sorted the picture page, in order to make it faster. I think it's still slow though. Step two is done though. Enjoy.

I'm sorta rearranging and making this site mo'betta so prepare for alot of little gliches in the near future.

Relationships are so tough. Even if they are just simple friendships. It is so hard to find someone in life with the same direction as you. Love is a whole nother realm all together. Friends don't have to devote one another to each other, but lovers do. I have yet to find a woman who will give me what I truly cherish... herself. My wants are simple and should be taken seriously. I want a wife who will stick by me and I will stick by her. I want the house with 2.5 kids. The sunday golf games, and to grow old with her by my side, with mutual loving respect. I grew up thinking that everyone wanted this, and at one point in time I think they all do, but with in the the time which they grow, things change or happen and nothing is ever the same. The women I meet never want the same, and what am I to do?

Yesterday as I was driving I came across a police radar machine, what was the first thing I think? How fast can I go !! I am dissapointed to say I only got up to 48. It wasn't my fault. There was traffic. I looked up in the mirror just in time to see the guy behind me come skidding to a stop, then he laughed and pointed to the Radar machine. So apparently I'm not the only person with this idea. I wonder what purpose these machines serve anyway? I mean I already know how fast I'm going, and I can guessimate about the other people around me. These Radar enforcers are totally useless if you ask me. Other than being fun, which I don't think is their purpose. I'd like to steal one, and put it beside the runway at the Tampa International Airport. I wonder if it goes over a hundred. Cheap piece of crap probably does not. I'd like to test it, but my car is way to frail and slow. I'd need a down hill, well practically a freefall to reach a hundred. I hate my car.....

My friend Jeff is trying to build a webpage. I doubt with his inferior knowledge of HTML he can. He was supposed to put up a rather funny picture of me. I challenge him too, if he ever gets it up and going I'll put a link here so everyone can see. I wore a tie to work today, just because I felt like it.

Ever try those Tostitos with the dash of lime? They are surprisingly good. The ones with the red pepper are pretty good too. But when I eat the lime ones I think I need a Corona... I need a Corona, and a hug.

Something that just pissed me off...- "It's not my job"....and why? I mean your job is to help me...F*ck it.. Then I guess it's not my job, I'm gonna go in Unavailable mode and go smoke a Cigarette. See if I ever come in an hour early again.

Well I'm at work an hour early. I had to make up some time from whence I took a lunch on last saturday. Driveing was good today, not much crazy traffic. I did stop at albertsons to buy some work munchies and a bottle of water. There was a guy in front of me that spaced out his food just enough so that I had to hold mine for an extra few minutes. That sorta pissed me off. Then on the way out I noticed he had parked in a handicapped spot, but he wasn't crippled. He was driving a Infiniti J30. The Dick. I hate those over the hill yuppies that drive nice cars and do as they please. I was almost compelled to jump behind his car as he was backing out and yell "Ahhh my leg" but when have I ever been so impulsive? No I am off to work. Bye...

So for those interest in where I work, heres a rather boring picture

There I waste 8 hours a day 40 hours a week, trading my life for paper money. I think I would like to hit the lottery now. Please....God just gimme this one little thing.

Yesterday was a dark and rather crappy rainy day, but looks can be decieving. I met a girl yesterday, her name was Marianne. I talked to her for about 6 Hrs last night. I think I really like her alot, I hope she is just as perfect in real life as on the phone. The thing I like most so far about her is her intelligence, for so long I've been loooking for a girl with an actual brain, and now I've found one. What am I going to do?

It's saturday, it's raining, and I'm at work. Just imagine my excitement. As I was driving here I was raining really bad, and all the stupid people had there blinkers on and were driving oh so friggin slow. They were trying to make me late, I just know it. I only saw one wreck after the bridge in Tampa. A mustang had spun around and smacked into a wall that divided the highway. I mean when the pavement changes and you see lots of water just sitting there, wouldn't you slow down? Stupid people. Other than the slow people and the one wreck, driving was decent.

I've been sitting at my desk for a while now eating cookies. I hadn't noticed but I've become covered in crumbs. I think if this keeps up I will get big and fat and turn into just an all around slob.

I'm at work right now, I can't say I'm excited. I guess alot of shit hit the fan earlier today. My old manager got transfered to a different building, because she got complained about or something. Who knows around here... She was always cool with me, just a little bitchy at times.

Ugh...I hate waking up. Must . . .Brush. . .Teeth. I have to go buy office supply CRAP today. I hate those stores, basically because I used to work at one. I need to take pictures too. Then I think I will...hmmmmm go drink beer....yes... a good plan..

Note to self "Download Stone temple pilot Mp3's"

I bought a cool digital camera today, and went fishing. This is my friend Satan.

Okay it's Ken and he's been drinking.

I just ate a Banquet TV dinner. It had a "New and Improved" tray. I guess "New and Improved" means less food, more tray.
Otherwise it was quite tastey. I recommend the Turkey. What am I complaining about, it only cost a buck.

I think I've become obsessed. Check out the 1-800-Collect area.

Two dirty little Farters. You may recognize them, but I never knew they had there own show.

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