March 2004

MARCH 29, 2004 :: 11:26PM

... Jammin' to ... feelin'

MARCH 28, 2004 :: 11:42PM

New RAW FILES entry Jammin' to ... feelin'

Title: I'm in "like." (e-mail for access.)

MARCH 28, 2004 :: 12:45PM

I'm starting to cook. Jammin' to ... feelin'

Well, barely. I'm on this new kick of saving money so I've been cooking everything I've eaten for the past week myself. Granted it hasn't been the most varied or .. tasty cuisine, but at least I'm saving money. I've grown sick of SPAM, so I decided to cook some weird chicken thing, and rice of course. Rice goes with any kind of meat as far as I'm concerned. Mystery meat too. What I did was take two canned chicken breast things, sprinkled them with Mrs. Dash and doused it with worcestershire sauce. Then I threw it in a saucepan and pushed it around a little. I haven't tried it yet. I shall have a taste when I'm done with this blog. If I don't blog again, you know I did something wrong, should probably call an ambulence. Oh, I'm also selling my PowerBook. Sadness... I don't really use it anymore and although it sure is pretty, I really could use the money. Sigh. Alright, time to try my "mystery meat."

MARCH 24, 2004 :: 11:29PM

WHY is it freezing in here? Jammin' to ... feelin'

I have been shivering ever since I got home. I closed most of the windows but my neck muscles are still sore from all this tightening up and shaking that I am doing. Weird ass weather. I have a new boss at work. =\ Old boss man went on to focus on a different aspect of the company, so we hired a new guy to kinda take his place. He's cool and all, and it will definitely benefit the company in the long run, but the Scorpio in me hates this change. I guess I'm just a little too comfortable with the boss I had for three years. He needed me as much as I needed him, so the superior-subordinate relationship worked better than most. With this new guy, I find myself torn between learning from him and teaching him. He's full of suggestions and that's nice and all, but sometimes I'm like LET IT GO, shit won't happen overnight! Today he stopped me in the middle of what I was doing to show me how to create a keyboard shortcut to Excel and Word. What da... hmm. I also don't see him fitting in with our close-knit group. He's only been here a couple days and I really should give him a chance, but the bratty side of me says NO!

MARCH 21, 2004 :: 11:46AM

I can't help but chuckle... Jammin' to ... feelin'

Everytime I glance at that picture of Oliver tangled up in my laundry basket of dirty underwear, I laugh. It's just too cute. He's SO cute. I LOVE MY DOGGY!! =D Last night at around 2:00am I went in the kitchen to get a drink of water. It was quiet in the living room and Oliver was nowhere to be found so I figured he was in my sister's room. But on my way back to my room from the kitchen, I found Oliver, desperately trying to get out of the laundry basket, [one of his new favorite spots for some reason] with this look on his face as if he knew he just got caught doing something naughty. TOO effin' cute. Ahhh... I never thought I'd get attached to a dog.

MARCH 20, 2004 :: 04:21PM

Hoooooray! Jammin' to ... feelin'

Thank goodness the missing-entry glitch was an easy one to fix. I had already been working on perfecting the layers of this layout for the last three hours. I am no mood to dive into a coding problem. Heads would have rolled, fo sho! The layers are so touchy in this one. I slightly move one thing and the other layers end up all scattered. I'm just waiting for the temperamental layers to freak out one day and leave my site in shambles. But as of now it works fine on IE and 99% on Mozilla and Nutscrape. [There's a slight table-spacing problem on those browsers. grr.] I have to get my laptop connected again so I can see how wetarded it looks on a Mac. Yesterday at work, most people left early so I decided to be a rebel and do absolutely nothing for the last hour. I clicked through a lot of people's links. One blog/xanga/livejournal after the other. Damn! I feel like such an old-timer. It seems like everyone has moved onto those automated blogger sites. Maybe I should too, since that's all I ever do anyway, just bloggy bloggy bloggy. But nah, I'm too much of a control freak to leave my site into the hands of mass-journal venue. I'm content with being artificially sweet dot orgy. Err. Alright, I have been sitting at this computer for way too long. Time to get some fresh air and perhaps participate in this thing called the real world.

MARCH 20, 2004 :: 03:42PM

ACK Jammin' to ... feelin'

Well I dunno what's up with my greymatter and why the entries aren't showing up. HAHA. I suck. Let me play around with this for a little bit, in the meantime bear with me.

MARCH 17, 2004 :: 12:03AM

Slow Jams Jammin' to ... feelin'

New song on the jukebox. OLD SKOOL! This was the first track I ever heard with Tamia on it. Loved her ever since. I've been itching to do a redesign but I've only got one idea in my head thus far. It seems whatever I start out with, most of it ends up on the Photoshop cutting room floor. I'll work on it for a couple hours then totally scrap it. Hmph. Sleepy time.

MARCH 16, 2004 :: 12:54AM

I've got 3 brain cells left... Jammin' to ... feelin'

...so I'm going to pay anyone o' yous out there $____ to install either a Source Forge or 4Images gallery on my other domain AND ImageMagick or whatever the frack that motherfugging thumbnail prog is. I'll also throw in some more $$ if you upload and customize a template for me. I don't care if it's someone else's shareware template, just make it look purdy. I'm about half way there and still getting errors, and I'm just about done trying. So now I shall throw the money around. Any takers?

MARCH 15, 2004 :: 10:50AM

Dream log Jammin' to ... feelin'

I think I've blogged about this before, and if I didn't then I remember seeing this idea on someone else's page. So, sorry in advance if I'm copying you. I've been having some funky ass dreams lately, so I'm going to add a dream log to the site. I'm also planning a redesign so it'll be a brand new section on the new layout. Format will be just like the brainfreeze except all of the entries will be dreams I've had. Should be interesting. Err, I hope.

MARCH 12, 2004 :: 12:19PM

I had a dream... Jammin' to ... feelin'

about a certain guy last night. It was a very vivid and emotionally intense dream. I remember thinking in the dream, several times, "please don't let this be a dream... please don't let this be a dream." It wasn't sexual at all, just very dramatic. My feelings were so strong in the dream that I could feel my heart breaking. He wasn't even hurting me, I just loved him so much that the mere thought of him leaving me was torture. Haha.. WTF! And you know what? I don't even know this guy!! Well, I know who he is but I've never once talked to him and I don't even think he knows who I am. Straaaange. Freakin' dreams. Get out of my head already!

MARCH 11, 2004 :: 01:04PM

Let's do lunch. Jammin' to ... feelin'

For the first time in a couple years, I actually want to step out of the office for lunch. I don't mean walking across the street and picking up food to bring back here. I mean getting in my car, driving through traffic, finding parking at a restaurant and sitting down to have a meal. Eh. But of course I'm a lazy bastard so I won't end up doing it despite what my stomach says. Let's see, deli delivery or Chinese delivery? =\ I'm getting sick and tired of being a babysitter here at work. She is SO incompetent, completely unreliable and a flighty douche bag! Yet all upper management ever does is give her warnings. If she doesn't know something [which is often] she'll come to me and expect me to do it for her. LEARN HOW TO DO IT YOU CUNT. She's been here a YEAR and she still hasn't learned her job inside-out?? Excuses after excuses... there's always SOME issue with her. I just can't be fakey-nice anymore. Fuggin' A.

MARCH 08, 2004 :: 10:22PM

Last chance... Jammin' to ... feelin'

this is my last dance with you this is my only chance to do all i can do to let you know that what i feel for you is real this is the last chance for us this is the moment that i just cannot let end before i know that there's a chance we're more than friends so don't let go, make it last all night this is my last chance to make you mine i kept my feelings so deep i kept my dreams of you and me somewhere inside although i prayed that you would see it in my eyes but this is my last chance to say what's in my heart before you fade out of my life and never understand the way i feel inside so hold me close cause it feels so right this is my last chance to make you mine make this dream reality, so close and yet so far gotta find a way into your heart gotta speak my mind, gotta open up to you this time i can't let you slip away tonight this is my last dance with you this is my only chance to do all i can do to let you know that what i feel for you is real so don't let go, just make it last all night long this is my last chance to make you mine

MARCH 06, 2004 :: 09:14PM

Some people want it all... Jammin' to ... feelin'

but i don't want nothing all if it ain't you baby if i ain't got you baby some people want diamond rings some just want everything but everything means nothing if i ain't got you Got my speakers back. Nifty. Now I'm listening to If I Ain't Got You by Miss Alicia Keys. 'Tis purty. It's got me thinking about "love" and "feelings" again. It has been a long time since I've had real feelings for anyone. There's been the physical attraction, the convenience of having someone around, the occasional fun moment, but nothing REAL. Eh, do I even care though? If I do develop feelings for somebody, will I follow through? Doubtful. So let's forget this subject ever came up. Yeah.

MARCH 06, 2004 :: 01:41PM

The silence is deafening. Jammin' to ... feelin'

DSL is up and running in the new apartment. I was able to set everything up and have it actually work on the FIRST try. Woooo! I usually always seem to forget to plug something into some place. However, amidst my celebration I realized that I had forgotten my sub at the old apartment. [I still have a LOT of crap at the old place.] DOH!! So I've been internetting in complete silence. Never knew that such silence could hurt my ear drums. I need my music damnit! Eh, I'll go over there today and pick it up. Oliver has been sleeping in my bed the past few nights. He usually sleeps in my sister's room but I think he likes mine cuz it's close to the front door. Yorkies are naturally watch dogs and freakin' bark at any sound of possible intrusion. He's so cute when he's rolled up into a little ball. My bed spread is black so he's camouflaged on it. At night all I can see is the little patch of blonde hair on his head. Awwwwe, I wuv my doggy. On his first day alone in the apartment he was going crazy. Poor kid probably thought we abandoned him in some strange place. Aside from a gallon of Arrowhead we have absolutely no groceries -- err wait, we have two boxes of girl scout cookies, but other than that, nothing. I'd go grocery shopping but I just paid rent in two apartments and I don't want to risk an overdraft. Guess it's another healthy lunch at McDonald's. =\

MARCH 02, 2004 :: 02:53AM

Duhhhh. Jammin' to ... feelin'

Meant to post some more of my lameness but I packed away all the floppies already. It's 2:43AM and I am dozing off big time. I don't know why the hell I'm still up. I've gotta be up in a few hours to finish the rest of my packing. I don't know HOW the hell we fit all this crap into a tiny two-bedroom apartment. Not counting our big furniture [i.e., entertainment center, sofa, fridge, beds, etc.] we've got about 30 boxes of crap, and probably have another 10 boxes left to pack. Effin' A. I can't wait to get out of this gawd forsaken apartment. This evening I was helping my sister take her mattress and box spring off of her platform bed and OOOOOPS, we accidentally made a fucking noise. We then heard our neighbor downstairs scream "I'm trying to FUCKING SLEEP!" and some other expletive that I didn't care to listen to. Fuck you, you mothafuckin bastard. If you have fucking super hero hearing powers and the sound of a pin dropping keeps you up at night, MOVE THE FUCK OUT OF AN APARTMENT SETTING. SHIT HAPPENS MOTHAFUCKA! DEAL WITH IT! So then my sister and I took the liberty of jumping, quite heavily, above his bedroom and yelling a nice and warm FUCK YOU right back to him. It's our last night here, we don't give a FUCK. OK, I've officially used up all my F-bombs for the month of March.

MARCH 01, 2004 :: 12:57PM

OMGHAHAAHAH!!!!! Jammin' to ... feelin'

I'm sitting here on my day off going through my old boxes, trying to decide what to pack and what to trash. I came across an old box with a bunch of OLD ASS software and was halfway to the trash can when I noticed there were 6 or 7 floppy disks in it. HMMMM. So I popped each one in the comp to check out what was in them. OH MY GAWD!! A couple of my WAYYY old website files were stored on them, including some very, very, very embarrassing AIM conversations. I was looking through the website files and recovered a handful of way old brainfreeze logs. Most of them made me want to gag, but others made me laugh, a freakishly-whole lot. Here's a snippet... 08.11.99 Wow, it seems I have enough time on my hands to put an entry in everyday. Anyways, it's Wednesday morning. I didn't speak to Jerry all day yesterday. We kept paging each other "miss you" and "love you" though. It's stupid how we page each other "anonymously" but of course we know who it is. I don't plan on calling him today. We both really really need this space..He put one of our songs on his intro.."Gotta Be" by Jagged Edge. Heh, maybe I should put a sweet song too. I have that "Bust A Nut" song on mine. <...sigh...> I miss my baby. Hahahaha... Bust a nut! Bust a nut! Grab a bag of Corn Nuts and bust a nut! They're lightly toasted and HARD AS HELL!!! Enjoy yourself! We won't care! OH MAN. Anyone else remember that funny ass Corn Nuts radio commercial? Classic. I'll post more of my insanely-lame past later on after I finish the rest of my packing.

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