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.c.h.a.n.g.e.l.o.g.

31.03.03... Last night's dreams.

07.03.03... No one ate the gopher because they were all distracted (oh yes, as always) by singing people. It's still there. On the stick, in the woods.

"The image translators work for the construct program. But there's way too much information to decode the Matrix." I hate you, Joe, and your bad delivery.

Yup, this is turning into a reactionary space. Mainly because I don't have anything original to say.

04.03.03... "I want you to hit me as hard as you can." It just keeps replaying over and over in my head.

24.02.03... New York is trying to kill me. Entirely separately from my [new] roommate, of course, who just wants me a bit crispy. I hate it when your roommate sets your apartment on fire.

04.01.02... Happy new year. Gah, apathy. I still don't have a job, but at least I'm in Manhattan now. New apartment, too. Remarkable that in the confusion of the last few months, I didn't think to update my web page. Hmm. Perhaps sarcasm is not the appropriate approach. I think I'm actually glad I moved here on September 1.

I wonder how people manage to update their pages every day. I think I just don't have that much to say. Out loud. Or rather, share. Perhaps my brain is slowly ceasing to function. On the other hand, perhaps my urge to publish every other thought is somewhat muted.

Thankfully, eod is back.

30.04.01...Seeing as I'm unemployed *again* and all, I should really be doing more with my site. But I'm lazy these days, so I probably won't. And I'm not sure that this really constitutes a "site." More like a fistful of blurbs and twitches.

If you know anyone who wants to give me a java job in London, please speak up.

23.02.01...There once was a time when i would check the access logs out of curiosity.

I'm glad metababy is back.

21.02.01...There's a secret. Its not very big or even very interesting, but here it is: this is the start page I use at work. [page removed 2.3]

I have a new roommate. It should prove to be pleasant.

I have been lax, huh? A whole month without comment. I wonder if that reflects poorly on my life.

Koyaanisqatsi is super.

20.12.00...This is becoming not entirely unlike my paper journal. That is, rarely marked. Anyway, I was in the neighborhood, so I decided to pause and mutter.

There's something wrong with metafilter. And it irks me. And the obviously paranoid notion that it is disfunctional only for me has definitely wandered in the vicinity of my mind. And that irks me even more.

Stewart, if you're reading this, don't you have something better to do than to sit around reading this dumb sentence? (By the way. I'm sorry I had your DVD for so long.)

I just spiffed the error pages a bit. Well, not much, but at least there are three different ones now.

What if you eliminated everything except the underline?

27.11.00...Due to some feedback from an associate whose name shall remain confidential (can't let on who I'll conspiring with these days), the dots have left the building. It is now safe [and easier] to read me. I'm still subconsciously pondering the perfect background.

15.11.00...I remembered today how I have a thing about having photos of myself on the web and lesser so, having photos taken in general. So I removed all the photos of myself from uk and smattering. I know of some photos that are world accessible, and I suppose I don't mind those so much. I wonder why.

14.11.00...Error pages activated. Now I just need to make them look cool.

Yesterday, I saw something I've seen before. Well, only once or twice before, and only on metababy. Making phrases out of URLs. Or URLs into phrases. Whatever. Anyway, thanks to spoonfed.net/goes/meta.html for reminding me.

And xp1 is talking about kottke's old orange boxes. Of course. And just because I link to it doesn't mean that I endorse or even recommend the site. Because I really don't have any opinion about the site at all. I just thought the boxes were cool. (The boxes aren't there anymore.)

I've decided that all links on all weblogs are the same [and sweeping generalizations are oh so far from witty]. And most of the good links [and some of the bad ones] make it to metafilter anyway. So I sort of meta-link to the good links by linking to me-fi.

Something was wrong with the fonts here. I fixed.

13.11.00...Hmm. I wonder when I'll cycle this page. The whole archive concept frightens me.

I put in miniature safety pages to make forbidden directory browsing marginally more attractive. Defaults are ghetto.

I'm also investingating hooking up some custom error pages.

10.11.00...This is a changelog right? Well, at last, some change of which to speak. I'm happy to present a spanky new time-slaughtering exercise in futility. It's quite short, I know. I'll extend it when i have the time. Patience, you dog.

I'm toying with the idea of linking those names below to email addresses. Just so you can let those sages know exactly how cool their quote is. Maybe that's not such a good idea after all.

05.11.00...Hangovers suck. And so does cleaning the bathroom. This page has stagnated a bit, so today's entry will be extensive and thorough. Or something. Or maybe just some friendly quotes of entertainment. That is, friendly as in my friends said them, not friendly as in amiable. Well, maybe they're amiable. The quotes, not the friends. I mean the friends are always amiable, right? That's why they're friends. But quotes sometimes aren't as much. My head hurts. Anyway, quotes.

"It fell off in L.A."

-Roy

"Two nights and two days. Its a big fuckin' country."

-Eric

"I'd need a saltshaker to take a grain of salt with everything [that kid] says." (name removed to protect the guilty)

-Chris

"If you grease every palm in the world, nobody but you can grip anything."

-Leroy

"I have my head to your chest and I don't like what I hear."

-Leroy

"Yak, I'm about to die of death."

-Chloe

19.10.00...I am a bad, bad person. Also, Johnny the Homicidal Maniac is funny.

04.10.00...My company dissolved on Monday. I am now unemployed. And it feels pretty damn good.

28.09.00...New photos.

26.09.00...Don't get your hopes up. I don't intend on updates daily. This is just a fluke. Well, and i wanted to share the fact that i won a tivo in an hour.

Meaningless design rumination - First in Series: I like the scrollbar-less side. But in a dimensionally-challenged browser, text runs off the bottom and becomes inconveniently accessible. Instinctively thats bad. However, the good stuff usually resides at the top anyway. What to do? Then there's the whole question of archives and automation. That is, there is no archive or automation here. Perhaps i'll just leave it as one long arduous page that runs off the bottom. Kind of like not getting a haircut. Go apathy.

25.09.00...I have become a simpler space. And there are leftovers.

Knowing the path and not walking the path is a terrible, terrible thing.

21.09.00...Greetings. I have few things to say, only barely more pleasant things to look at. Presently, this happens to be a repository for several things: mental dexterity exercises of my own, and resources that have been specifically requested by others. You, as is customary, may partake of the coincidence of desire. As for the future incarnations of this space, I cannot know.

*emergence*
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