THIS WAS THE DAILY UPDATE PAGE*
Do you care what was going on in my life around these times, you should.
September 30, 2002: San Francisco, a blast. If ever in that area, look Simon up. That man sure knows how to entertain.
September 26, 2002: Woohoo! Going to San Francisco. Back on Sunday. Hopefully when I get back that backbone will have arrived. Check the Forums regularly. They are high in fiber and a good source of vitamin C.
September 24, 2002: Fear. I find that often we shy away from trying things for the fear that we will be successful. Sure, we've arrived, but what the hell do we do now? Or, is this truly what we want?
September 23, 2002: It's easy to say what we'll do in a situation if that situation ever arises. But until that situation slaps you in the face you know absolutely bupkis. I view things differently now... or at least I do for the next few hours, until I inevitably forget what I've learned and revert back to my prejudging ways.
September 21, 2002: Anticipation. I find myself always waiting for the next thing. Whether it be the weekend. A big vacation or a phone call, it is the driving force that keeps me going. I am always looking forward to something, or dreading something. Life is never the present; always, at least subconsciously, the future. I'll tell you one thing, UPS needs to get faster freakin' drivers!
September 18, 2002: She said I was hot. No, really she did. She said "...you distracted me because you are so hot..." That's right! I'm hot! No, she was not being sarcastic... at least I think she wasn't. Damnit! Where's that backbone I ordered?. I was pre-approved for a credit card today, which just goes to show you that even the credit bureau can have bad judgement.
September 17, 2002: You know what I need to do? I need to get one of those things that helps you to make yourself to do things. I think they are called "backbones". It would definitely help in the "asking a girl for her number" arena. And the "telling off my boss" arena. I've seen them on ebay for cheap. The only problem is, it conflicts with my "don't make waves" funnybone. Hmmm decisions, decisions.
September 15, 2002: The results are in. I lose. On to the next game.
September 13, 2002: Lately I am finding the proverb, "Be careful what you wish for, you might get it" to be true. Indeed, I am wholly responsible for any pain and anquish brought on by them, so I dare not complain. There is no one to blame but myself. Of course this only proves that the grass is always greener...
September 11, 2002: Yes it is a day that will be remembered. It's hard to forget when it becomes a marketing bonaza. A trajedy, yes. An advertising bandwagon, yes. At the same time I am proud and ashamed to be an american. It's been a bad day.
September 8, 2002: It's the simple things in life that really brighten your day. A sincere smile from a stranger, the taste of a perfectly ripened fruit, an extra hour of sleep in the morning, the smell of that person you fancy, a good joke, the hot girl who confesses that you are the man of her dreams... err, person of his or her dreams. Whatever the case, life is chock full of the little things that make life good. Kittens by the fireside in winter...
September 6, 2002: Games. Why must we play them? Is it not we who are being played? They're fun at first aren't they? But after too long they become tiresome. Unfortunately that whole "positive outlook" thing comes back to bite me in the ass, for I keep thinking "it will be fun again, I know it will". Cross the finish line already! Fun or not, somebody win or somebody lose! I've got other things I have to do!
September 5, 2002: I love clouds (no this is not another poem.) Truly, I dig storm clouds. The dark and ominous look of them gives me a feeling like the world is at its precipice. That sense of approaching doom, and the helplessness to prevent it, it's a thrill. Maybe it's the calm before the storm or I don't know blah blah blah, but there is always that sense of peace before the dark foreboding that draws near. If it were the end of the world at least I know that I would be at peace, I would be ready for it. So if it does come one of these days, it needs to know that I am prepared, and I will be there to the bitter end to see exactly what happens.
September 4, 2002: Ugh, despair. Sometimes I wish I didn't keep a generally positive attitude toward things. I try to be cynical but deep down in my being, I can't help holding on to... Perhaps Ellis Redding was right, "Hope is a dangerous thing. Hope can drive a man insane." But still, (sigh) deep down I know that is a load poppykosh.
September 1, 2002: I had that song "Everybody To the Limit" by Strongbad stuck in my head practically all day. That's what I get for continually linking to the webpage. You know, it's altogether possible that I am crazy. Seriously, not that "wild fun" type of crazy, but the not totally normal crazy. Interesting. And why does everyone have a problem with the word "fancy". I can fancy something if I want to.
August 31, 2002: My new favorite new word is "Dohjnut". I've been saying it all day. I just like the sound of it. "Excuse me, do you have any dohjnuts?"
August 30, 2002: Today I actually got my site up and running. It's not as fancy as I want it to be and I can't get the frames to bloody work the way I want them to. Hey at least my manager let me have the morning off today. Too bad I could not get the afternoon off so I could go to the soiree tonight. Oh well. The soiree will just be a bit quieter tonight, and not as much nudity as planned.
*daily does not necessarily mean "everyday"