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December 28th 2003 - God, drinking is so much fun while you're doing it, but not so much fun the next morning. Lately I've been on this margarita kick, but I think it just ended because of today. Last night was one of my manager's birthday's and he was having a party so I decided to ask Kelly if she wanted to go with me and she said sure! She did also bring her new boyfriend who is really cute, but that's beside the point. So we go get alcohol, her with beer and me with my 1.75 liters of margarita and before we even get to the party, in twenty minutes I finish off probably about .5 liters. I then continued to drink until there was maybe about .25 liters left and then I was finished and gave the rest to Kelly. Keep in mind I drank all of this in about an hour and a half. As for the party itself, .. well, it was okay. I knew a couple of people there who had worked at the rink past seasons but I'm not friends with them so I just sort of was off to the side and occasionally talking to Kelly when she wasn't talking to everyone because she's a social butterfly like that. It was funny that this girl I didn't know decided that she was going to try and hook me up with any girl at the party. I turned down every one she pointed out with valid points but didn't mention to her that I was gay and hoped she could point some guys out instead. I just feel that it's a good idea to NOT tell people controversial information like that when surrounded by strangers, many of who happen to be large, very straight, homophobic / racist guys. Contrary to popular belief, I like my life (as much as anyone can) and I would like to keep it intact and bruise free. .. Now normally, my initial plan when I get home (I didn't drive thankfully) is to drink a LOT of water so that the next morning I'm not hating life. However I guess I was more drunk than I thought because after my first big cup o' water and having already filled up a second one, I sort of passed out and then woke up at 7 in the morning. My head was pounding, I still couldn't walk, and I eventually puked a couple of times which may or may not have made me feel better. The dumb thing is that I had to work in a couple of hours, so I called in sick, BUT my family sucks so much and our dog wouldn't stop whining so after I took a two hour nap I decided that I was in fact going to go to work even after they told me it was okay not to come in. Thank god for jobs that don't demand you do much work. It is now well over 12 hours since I've been drunk and I still have the gross taste of alcohol in my mouth and I can't seem to get rid of it for any prolonged amount of time. Anyway, I don't think I'm going to drink again for at least a month, and if I do, I'm definitely not drinking to get drunk. Well, unless I suddenly become self-destructive, but I don't think that'll happen. - chris

"Don't worry. I incapacitated her with my mind."

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December 25th 2003 - Ah.. Christmas Eve. Whatever. So Hannukah was awesome! Went to a party at Rachel's and drank more than a liter of margaritas, so that was great. Saw a couple of hot guys, so yay there, and got an awesome cd that Rachel made for all of us! Hannukah rocks, and don't let anyone else tell you different. Then last night I had plans with Kim and Jenny to go bowling, then Jenny invited Liz along, then I invited Eric along, and we all went bowling! I seriously haven't been bowling since I was in 8th grade or something, and that was with church. When I was a little kid I was practically raised at a bowling alley because my parents were on a league so I think I was there pretty much every night. This time however was okay. It was fun, but the service at the particular bowling alley we went to sucked ass, they were just horrible. And f-ing expensive! I know I haven't bowled in a while, but am I just mistaken in thinking that it was "pay per game, and shoes" not "pay PER PERSON per game, and shoes"??!! I ended up paying like 15 bucks for an hour and a half of bowling! And I wasn't even good at it!! The second game we played I actually won, but still. .. hm.. Nothing else is actually of interest I guess. I got my grades, A-, B, B, C and now I no longer have to take C++ ever again!! Then evidently my family decided we were going to open all of our presents tonight instead of tomorrow, so that's what we did, .. for a whopping 10 minutes. I swear, every year Christmas just gets shorter, less special, and more stressfull. My grandma thinks I'm dating Liz because I took her to my cousin's not-actual-real-wedding. I guess I should have seen that coming, but I didn't really give it much thought. Ah well. .. and I think I'm not talking to that guy anymore because he seems to think that even friendships are a one way street and I just don't have that kind of time to invest in something that isn't mutual. Maybe when he sorts out all that drama-shit in his life then things can be different, but I don't think that is now. Bummer. .. Keep an eye out for new pictures coming soon now that the computer's up and running again.. you know, if you care about that sort of thing. - chris

"When is a pill that makes you a fat-lazy-slob worth $150? ... When it works."

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December 18th 2003 - Finally, school is over for the semester!! I hope I pass my C++ class. I just took the final last night and it was open book, open note, open internet. I also had to turn in that project that I had no clue how to do, but I did as much as I could. The cool thing is that I think looking sullen and dejected really helps, or my teacher just rocks so hard it's not even funny, because he gave me an 85% on my program! I wasn't even expecting a high C on it!! So considering I don't think bombed my final because a lot of the questions seemed to have come from this old book I had from my previous C++ class, I think I'll pass the class! No more C++ for me!! .. Of course there's always that slim possibility that I did bomb the final and won't pass the class.. BUT I hope it doesn't come to that. As for my other finals, I think I'll get an A in Macroeconomics, and I'm not even going to guess how I did on my Accounting final because that class is a joke and I also dont' want to jinx it. Whenever I think I do moderately well, I end up having done really really badly. And the other way around. .. Gah, and when I picked out my classes for next semester I almost wanted to jump off a cliff because there's so many more classes I need to take! But whatever.. enough about school. Lets talk about something else... say.... the military. ;] First off, I'm not a big fan of this country. It's a pretty good country as far as countries go, but we still suck a whole hell of a lot. I also don't really give a damn for the military, one being a pacifist, and two just thinking it's brainwashing. I'll give it up for the people who want to be in the military though, cuz I wouldn't do it, so props to them. However, I DON'T give a flying f-k for the military officers who train the military. .. So this guy who used to work at the rink decided he'd go and join the marines, and just this past week he came back from his 13 week bootcamp and he graduated. Congrats to him because, yet again, I couldn't do it. But he told us all the kinds of shit they had to go through, and personally, I just think it's complete and utter BULL SHIT!!! Lemme recount for you. First off, the guy who went into the marines almost didn't make the cut because of his weight, so he ended up being one of the diet recruits so they completely rationed his meals and told him what to eat (and they only had 7 minutes to do that!). I think that's crap. If they want someone to lose weight or something, put them on a weight training program! They'd be buff as hell and it wouldn't be so mean. Not to mention that part of his rationing was he could only have half a glass of milk a day, so wtf?? Where's he gonna get calcium from? Anyway, so he only told us a couple of stories, but he did say that every day he wanted to quit and the only reason he didn't was because he thought his friends and family would think he was a loser. 'I' wouldn't think he was a loser (though I'm not his friend), and I definitely don't think his friends would think he was a loser! So what does that tell you? The military must have been filling his head with these thoughts during all the yellings and shit to make him believe that he'd be a loser if he quit so he just had to shut up and take it. .. Lets move on, shall we? So I'm sure the military needs to do some pretty harsh training (and I mean training in whatever the hell field they're going into) so they'll actually understand how to do it and not mess up. That DOESN'T mean they have to treat everyone like an asshole!! It completely reminds me of the girls in highschool who would yell back at the teachers saying "Don't you DIS-respect me! If you don't disrespect me, I won't disrespect you!" etc. Same applies here. Basically all they're doing is getting obedience through fear and bullying. That doesn't sound like training to me, it sounds like conditioning to an almost Pavlovian effect. Ooohhh.. but there's more. So like I said, I'm sure they needed to do some training, but what the F-K does training have to do with being complete assholes to the recruits when they're not even training, say, when they're showering?!? Showering doesn't sound like a very crucial thing to come down on and it certainly doesn't seem like it would effect their performance. The guy that came back said that he had 88 guys in his team and the sergeant would make all 88 of them strip naked with just a hand towel, get in this really tiny room that 88 guys can't necessarily fit in, with 5 water spiggets dispersed through the room. FIVE!!! That's practically 20 guys to ONE F-KING WATER SPIGGET!! If that's not enough, before they got to "shower", the sergeant would make them all stand in the room naked with their hands above their heads holding onto their hand towels. So that's embarrasing right there. Then he'd give them till the count of 10 to get shaving cream on their faces for shaving, but they'd count down so fast that the 10 seconds actually became more like 3 or 4. And if they didn't have shaving cream on their faces, they wouldn't get to use water to take their shower or shave, they'd have to dry shave and shower. Keep in mind there's also 88 freaking guys in a tiny room so it's probably not the easiest place to move around in. Okay, so you don't get to have water to take your shower or shave, .. normally you'd probably just be like "Okay then, I'll just skip the shower and take one next time if I can be faster." NOPE!! They still made you use soap and take a shower without water. They also did that 10 second (actually 4) count for washing each part of your body. How F-KED up is all of that?!?! This has nothing to do with their respective goals or duties they're trying to perform, it's just plain sadistic behavior. And I don't know about you, but I want at LEAST 15-20 minutes to take a shower, and preferably not in a room with 88 other guys. Well, if you weren't pissed off yet, lets go on. So they weren't allowed to have snacks or anything, so when someone would send one of the recruits a bag of cookies or something from home, this is what they'd do. The sergeant would confiscate the cookies, assemble all the 88 guys around and tell them "I want these cookies gone or you're in trouble. You have 10 seconds." He'd then throw the cookies up into the air towards all the guys, count that retarded quick count, and they'd all scramble like wild animals to devour the cookies and the guy who the cookies were originally for didn't get to have any. Now pardon me, but F-K YOU MILITARY!! If these people actually want to serve the country and do something great, you can treat them like people and with respect, not condition them till they're reduced to nothing more than animals that can take orders. .. I'm sure they did more to this guy than just what he told us, so I'm betting it gets a lot worse. I'm absolutely disgusted and aghast. - chris

"Kill this guy in 10 seconds or I'll just kill you.. 10987651 *BAM!!!*"

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December 11th 2003 part two!!- Yup, part two!! part two part two part two part two!!! Mainly because i am very bored. Maybe i should go walking, but its cold out and all that, hmm. Chris gets off work in a bit, perhaps i should go back over to his house in the hopes that his brother is still in the basement and we can do something cool, becuase i have nothing to do. My friend Jessie was giving her boyfriend a pedicure, which is odd, and Chris had to go to work, and i really have nothing that i care to be doing right now. Sure i could start hauling all the crap from the printmaking room to my car to take it home but i dont feel like doing that. We mentioned my abilities of memory before, recently in fact, but i really dont forget that much. But i have a friend, sort of, (she and I dated for a very brief time) named Ann who recently just started seeing someone, like a month ago, something like that apparently. But she never mentioned it to me and she and i and someone else were talking and she mentioned her boyfriend and i said something along the lines of that i didnt know that she was seeing someone. So she says that she DID tell me, and i say she didnt, and she says she did and then says that im being mean by saying that she didn't tell me! What the fuck is that!? That just really pist me off, that im being mean by saying that someone never told me something? Thats like me saying to chris, hey remember that movie i was telling you about, and Chris replies, what movie, you didnt tell me about a movie, and then i say what! I did too, your being mean! I think im a pretty nice guy so whenever someone says im mean that gets me upset, because i try to be nice to everybody, and if im NOT nice to them, i try to be as polite as i can, I'm never MEAN to anybody. I think my friends can attest to that. And also that she's taking something simple as a personal affront. But whatever. I'm never mean! Screw her! Okay maybe that was mean. Actually i think ive been pretty mean in this rant, and im sure a couple of other times throughout my rants but never reeeally mean. Im not extrememly pist off, just a sort of how is someone being mean by saying, correctly, that you never told them something. Mostly its annoying. I take offense to being called mean. And your probably thinking, well maybe he isn't mean but he sure gets upset about tiny little things. Well you know what i think...YOUR MEAN!!

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December 11th 2003- Damn!! We are some prolific bastards!! And we like starting rants off with DAMN! What the deuce? This old guy at the library just shot me a look when i put on the computer head phones, kind of suspicious like. But i guess that what he doesnt know cant hurt him. Ooh here's a quandry, if that saying is true, that what you dont know cant hurt you, does that mean that you could beat an iliterate hobo with a dictionary silly and he wont die!? Oh my god. I found out the secrets of how hobos live so long!! Well as long as their injuries arent related to literature. Wow. If someone that i just met were to read this she would probably never speak to me again, she'd be shaking her head and fists "He's obsessed about hobos! He's crazy!" But then maybe she's superstitious and kills hobos for good luck. I just dont know yet. And damn sickness! Everybody is getting sick. Chris' brother has taken over the computer room with his plague and so chris and i cant hang out and play halo!! I really want to play halo, its an awesome game! I dont play video games a whole lot, but thats a cool game. OH yea. I was mentioning it earlier, about the old guy looking at me, im checkin out this awesome interview with the white stripes. Aw Meg White is so cute, and Jack White is pretty cute himself, but just cause he's so bad ass and cool. This is the most pointless rant yet!! Somewhat. So ill wait a bit and add more later. Maybe!

"Oh, this was Eric by the way. But i mentioned Chris' brother so i guess you figured that out. Sherlock holmes!!"

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December 10th 2003- Damn!! That was a funny ass rant that Chris wrote. And you know what!? This is Chris writing THIS rant! Yup, im just a self congratulatory bastard, ooh look at me, adding all kinds of rants to the website, beating up hobos, talkin about how i correct people all the time WHEN IT IS OBIVOUS THAT I DO NOT!! Oh okay. This is actually Eric, and i had to correct Chris there, when he said that he corrects me all the time. Actually now he just reminds me all the time because ive apparently lost my short term memory in regards to various things. Like when the last time we talked was, or if i told him something, or what his name is. Or the fact that Chris is gay. I completely forgot!! I knew Liz was a vampire though. I just felt like keeping it from Chris. I never even told him that i was a mer man either. But he's never seen my feet so he doesn't know that i have webbed toes. Oh wait, he has seen my feet. I forgot. See!! So Chris is basically my personal organizer, or PDA, whatever they are. He tells me things that i knew but forgot. Some things. I havn't forgotten my password to the missile defense system though, HAHAHAHAHAHAahahah...ha..ha....oh shit. Well thats okay. I'll just live in my easter island house with the hobos, made of the most indestructible material ever, DOLEMITE!! The hardest, baddest of all the rocks!! See one time, my easter island house made out of Dolemite had this night club, and some white bitches tried to take it over!! So to gain control of it again he enlisted the help of his kung fu whores Queen Bee and the Reverend to fight some white devil ass. It happens far too often. I had to clean up the house quite a bit though, afterwards. i mean granted there are hobos living there so its always kind of dirty and smells like urine and cheap liquor most of the time, but i fixed that by not buying Glade Urine and Cheap Liquor scented plug in's. Which actually takes alot of stress off of me, becuase that was their best seller and i had to go to several stores each time i ran out looking for the stuff, because every place was sold out! Whoo im tired. Sort of. Im skipping my book making class as well because i really dislike going to it, and really dont give a fuck if i fail it. Im surprised we didnt make macaroni christmas ornaments as a class project. im sure you can gather what sort of class it turned out to be by that statement. A horrible one. And nothing against the teacher but i will never take a class that she is teaching again. First time, last time. Mainly because she seems more interested in making crafty kitschy things, along the lines of kindergarten presents for mommy, instead of making art. Im very dissapointed that i spent my money and semester learning NOTHING and becoming very annoyed. One week, ( we meet two times a week) i didnt show up one day, and then the other day i showed up late. I dont remember what i did but i had stuff to do and i wasnt going to do anything productive or learn anything in that class. So then she was extremely sarcastic the next time i came to class, along the lines of "oh, im glad you decided to show up today" or, "are you here to work or are you just going to not do anything." saying it in that HORRIBLY INFURIATING sweet sarcastic voice, im sure everybody knows what im talking about, hopefully they do because i can not convey how infuriating that can be. I love sarcasm, and criticism is good and accepted with maturity, but when you pull out that "sweet" sarcasm, my respect and like for you hops a bus to I-dont-give-a-fuck-ville. Its a good town, kind of cold though. And there are other people in the class who NEVER show up and she's never said anything to them. So thats that. Wow, we've added so much to the december page!! And there is so much more to add too!! Hopefully there will be.

Wow that sounded really ominous. Actually its very hopeful.

Yay!

"I find it particularly horrifying that you see kittens in a wagon as the bench mark of photographic possibilities."

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December 9th 2003 - I'm just going OUT of my way to update the site now!! Man, I think Christmas is going to suck this year.. I'm poor and the only thing I can do is burn people cd's, and now I can't even do that because my brother just got back into town, FIXED the computer and then it broke in a different way two days after. Hopefully it'll be fixed once more soon so I can get on that. I also hoped to be able to put some more pictures on the site because Kim has some really cute ones I want to scan. In one of them I think I'm trying to burn Liz with acid through a straw. Or it could just be water. .. It's more than likely water. But I'm still trying to burn her with it.... because it's holy water... and Liz is a vampire. I just find new things out about my friends all the freaking time! You think you know someone for 7 or 8 years and then they bust out with "Oh yeah, I'm a vampire.. I thought you knew." and you're like "Ooooohhh.. THAT'S why you're never awake during the day and you sleep in that coffin and feed on human blood!!" All I need now is a friend who is a mer-person and my diversified group of friends will be complete! We'll go fight crime based on our respective schedules and talents ... or possibly go make crime based on our respective schedules and talents ... whichever is easier and more profitable. It'll be great.

Oh, and to correct Eric, because I'm ALWAYS correcting Eric... I didn't make that easter island head cabin for hobos (or hobi), I made them for the homeLESS, those without homes. I'm pretty sure hobos HAVE homes, they're just on the run and traveling the great country over with their bindles, preferably on trains. But I also have to admit I'm not the leading authority on hobos.. that would be Eric. However, if they step one foot in my cabin for the homeless I'll wreak havoc on their insignificant little lives faster than you can say "Excuse me, but I'm lost and I was just looking for directions to this party I was going to. I saw the lights on, glowing from the eyes of the easter island heads and figured I'd see if someone was home so I could get some sort of game plan as to how I'm going to get to this party. See, it's my birthday party and it's supposed to be a surprise, but I think I figured it out and I certainly wouldn't want to be late for my own party. What? Yes this IS a bindle! I made it myself and ... aHHH what are you doing?!?!? NOT MY BINDLE!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!" Yep.. faster than you can say all that. I'm a procrastinator so it takes me a bit more time to wreak havoc than it does the next average person. .. Anyway, I have to go work on my C++ assignment and then study some for my three finals next week, AND I'm gonna go brush my teeth with my new toothpaste!! It's so rad,.. it's this herbal stuff and it's minty with a slight lemon hint! It's as if Jesus Christ were a sprig of lemony-mint paste and I were brushing my teeth with him! PLUS it even has eucalyptus in it, so basically I'm brushing my teeth with POISON!! (because eucalyptus leaves are poisonous to humans, but not koalas.. so I guess koalas could eat my toothpaste if they wanted to.. but they'd have to get it away from me first!!) - chris

"Everyone's getting a new relationship but me."

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December 8th 2003- God damn that was a big easter island head house!! Those Hobi are demanding!! "oh no, i want a two story house with a balcony and a swimming pool and a jacuzzi in the back of a limo attached to the right wall of the house." You live in boxes and carry your belongings around in a bindle!! Don't tell me how to build you a house, FOR FREE!! And a two story house my ass, those easter island heads are about two stories tall each! That would make a house with two floors about two stories bigger! Ah those hobi, demanding, stinky, enebriated hobi. IF you didnt know, the word HOBI is plural for hobos. I was one of them once, but now im just a bum. Oh this is Eric by the way. In case you thought that perhaps Chris just got a strong hankerin to rant even more about the hobos and their easter island head house. So along with that we have both been busy. The end of the semester is coming up and ive been trying to figure out what to do in terms of that. Sad thing is is that i wont be going up to chicago this semester, well spring semester. I won a scholarship but its about 3000 dollars, and as part of getting that scholarship i have to take 15 credit hours, those are 800 dollars a piece. So i have to come up with about 12 thousand dollars before january 29th. Plus move up there, and be there a week early for the mandatory orientation, find a job, get settled and then start a bunch of classes that on the average last about 8 hours each. 9 to 4 baby. And do that all in about....mmmm.... five weeks. So thats a bit much, and im thinking im just going to wait until the fall semester, move up there during the summer and get settled, get a job and start school at the beginning of september. I was worried about getting a job because i guy i know who is up there now, a guy who could sell ice to an eskimo and then convince him the ice was posessed by the devil and that he was a priest who could exorcise the ice, if he paid him the right price, and then have him buy it back again as cleansed ice, is working at dominos. So what kind of job am i going to find in an extremely short amount of time? No freakin way am i workin at a fast food resturaunt. I just started a sort of new position at work, and im getting up to 15 bucks an hour, living rent free, and its pretty damned good. Plus they want 300 dollars in the next two weeks as a late registration fee, plus i need a new radiator, plus i need some new tires, plus moving up there and the time that would take, i would be probably screwing myself royally by going up there so fast. So im kind of dissapointed, i was excited to go up there and start something new, sort of start a new life somewhat, but i would rather wait a few months than to find myself nose deep in debt and, and i dont really want to completely bust my ass for the next five or six weeks TO only get up there and get eye brow deep in debt, yup, it moved up a few inches in the quick seconds it took me to write that. But in light of recent events, in the last week, and MAN i cant believe its only been a week cause its been a freakin wonderful incredible week, im thinkin its okay. Hot jiggly. And it was all completely unexpected as well. I had no idea. But i have to get to class so im going to leave everyone in suspense, i can hear the gasps from our thousands of audience members. Come back to us! we've actually started up dating the site reguarly!! And i wish chris' brother would leave the computer room at least ONCE so me and chris can play Halo!! Such an awesome game. Investiga-awesome.

"with the heart of a lion, and the wings of a bat, im so excited, and i just can't hide it, i know. I know. I know, i want you, i want you. Wait a minute, i completely butchered that song!! Or songs. mmmm bat wings. Sexy. liquid and leather, in equal measure!! Champagne glass, mix 'em together!!"

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December 7th 2003 - Ah yay, it's that time again.. well actually that time again was yesterday but whatever. It's the annual Dare dance at the rink where 400 someodd kids run amok and swim, skate, dance, do drugs... maybe not that last one. So now my hands and legs hurt a whole bunch because every one of those 400 kids do not know their shoe sizes so had to change skates a gazillion times. They also would only skate for five freaking minutes and then want their shoes back! So I'm guesstimating that if each kid, on average, changed skates about 5 times (which is an UNDERSTATEMENT) then that's 2000 times we had to walk back and forth carrying funk-nasty shoes and skates. Ohh.. they were some FUNK-NASTY shoes. Some of those kids shoes smelled like something died in them. Worse yet, a good amount of them were wet shoes! Sure you could argue that maybe they went swimming first and got their shoes wet from their feet, however I've seen it before where people 'weren't' swimming first... so these kids are just sweating so much that it goes through the socks and soaks the fabric of the shoes!! Granted there was that one kid who wasn't wearing socks and I pity his feet because those skates hurt. So yeah, that was a fun time and at least it wasn't as bad as last years dance because there were 200 more kids then. .. Now lets talk about Friday's events. My cousin had a wedding and we all had to go. However it wasn't a regular wedding, it was a reaffermation of their love. BUT my aunt paid for it and never got an original wedding because they went to city hall the first time so she made it exactly like as if it WERE the first wedding, sort of. I got to bring Liz along and that is the ONLY reason I had fun. I don't really like my family all that much.. there's a lot of reasons, but they're not important. So yay Liz! The place they had the wedding was gorgeous, and Liz and I were completely taken by this one valet guy, DAMN he was fine. I want to get a job at the same valet company now. ;] Uh, ANYWAY, so the wedding was cool.. except when someone did a solo of Celine Dion's (i think it's her song) "Because you love me" which is just a strange song in general and this girl was breaking it DOWN! She has an awesome voice, but it was still hard to take the entire wedding seriously when that started happening. Then after the wedding we got our car back (hehe) and headed to the reception hall which had an open bar, yay! The dumb thing is that I didn't even get drunk. Liz likened it to free pool. It's just not as enjoyable if it's free and at someone's house.. for some reason paying for the pool makes it a lot more fun. So I had two drinks,... TWO drinks. My mom thought I was completely trashed or something and kept saying I better drink some coffee before we had to drive home. Also she kept leaning over and giving Liz stinkeye wheneve we'd lean into each other to say something, almost like she was trying to figure out what we were talking about. In one instance where we'd talk and then laugh at something, my mom would say "if it's so funny, share." I chalk it up to the fact that my mom doesn't get a lot of laughter in her life with my psycho dad around so maybe she just wanted to laugh at something. OR she just really hates all my friends and thinks they're the reason I'm (in her mind) "choosing" to be gay. Anyway, the coolest thing by FAR at the reception was when my grandma decided to join in and dance the electric slide. I couldn't STOP laughing, mainly because she's old and she couldn't understand quick enough that you had to face in different directions a lot so she'd end up just staying faced in one direction while other people tried to turn her the right way. Ah that was awesome. And now I just have to focus on not getting kicked out of college and do well on my finals and this C++ project I still need to understand and finish. Here's to hoping. - chris

"No... I need 'both' of your shoes.... What are you going to do with one shoe?"

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December 1st 2003 - Hm.. as you can see, Eric and I are still prone to being lazy..er.. busy, yes BUSY!! Haha, I actually meant busy, not lazy at all. In fact, we're so not lazy in the sense that I just built a log cabin... out of easter island heads!! That's actually why I haven't updated the site in a whlie.. had to finish that easter island head cabin.. for the .. uh.. homeless.. or homeli people. It's pretty easy to spot, it's the place with the lowest rent ANYWHERE.. and I guess because it's made of big stone faces. But now that I've finished that, I can continue with updating the site. Yes, I'm sure you're all overjoyed. And what better way to start the new month than with two new catch phrases for all to enjoy! BTW, if anyone knows how to do C++, I swear I'll pay you $400 to do this damned assignment for me and dress as me to take my C++ final. :] Easiest $400 you ever made!! Whatdaya say?? .. What do you mean that'd be cheating?! Who has time for upstanding morals when MONEY is on the line!! I wonder if Cobol programming is any easier than C++, because obviously I'm never going to pass that damned class.. third time taking it too. Ooo, I can't wait for this semester to be over with! Hopefully next semester... well, pending I don't get kicked out of college that is, will be awesome and not as stressful with the homework. But if I have to take C++ again, I'm going to shoot mysel..... someone else in the foot. I need my feet thank you. .. In other news, I'm still corresponding with someone, regardless of how slow things are moving because I'm totally cool with that. Rushing things, definitely not on my list of things to do. So yay, nothing horribly bad to report on that aspect. Even Eric's getting into the groove of relationship land!! And quite the groove I must say! Two dates in two days and total time spent = 14 or 15 hours!! That's INSANE amounts of joyful time! That girl must really be digging Eric's mojo. Okay, now I have to go do some more homework, unenthusiastic yay. I'm almost finished with my 20 page research paper! - chris

"Dear Hotmail-staff... STOP FUCKING WITH YOUR LAYOUT!!!"

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