Wednesday. Thursday. Shit, I lost track of time there. I'm pretty disoriented. I sleep badly and I make up for it by becoming all odd. Odd in a good way, if there's such a thing.
I don't like this month. I don't like August. There's way too many birthdays to keep track of. 8 so far.
Okay, fuck, I can't think of shit to post. Frankly, I don't actually care to post, but I do anyways because I do. So...

hey kids, tired of your LAME toys?

What rolls down stairs
Alone or in pairs
And over your neighbor's dog?
What's great for a snack?
And fits on your back?
It's Log! Log! Log!
It's Lo-og, Lo-og
It's big, it's heavy It's wood!
It's Lo-og, Lo-og
It's better than bad It's good!!!

It's LOG from BLAMMO!!!

Yeah. It's been nearly a week since I posted and I can't think of the words to say. I don't like posting. But I do. Heh. yeah. Well, fucking well come and find me.
I want some sandwiches. I haven't eaten, and I saw that movie "Aliens" before I fell asleep. Fun. Yeah. I think I'm past my Dawson's Creek moment. It was fun while it lasted. I betcha I'll start up again.

Some thoughts I read from Follow Me Around, a Radiohead site.

If you have been rejected many times in your life, then one more
rejection isn't going to make much difference. If you're
rejected, don't automatically assume it's your fault. The other
person may have several reasons for not doing what you are asking
her to do: one of it may have anything to do with you. Perhaps
the person is busy or not feeling well or genuinely not
interested in spending time with you. Rejections ar part of
everyday life. Don't let them bother you. Keep reaching out to
others. Keep reaching out to others. When you begin to receive
positive responses, then you are on the right track. It's all a
matter of numbers. Count the positive responses and forget about
the rejections.

jump out of bed as soon as you hear the alarm clock!!
you may also find it useful spending five minutes each
morning saying to yourself: "everyday in every way I
am getting better and better." perhaps it is a good idea
to start a new day with the right frame of mind.

Updated my links. Oh my it's late.

A lot of people (read: No one) asked me about the ordering of people on my links. The story behind that is that there is no story. I don't order it according to people I like or not, I just randomly place new links where they are, and keep the ones that were there there where that are.

I love Dawson's Creek. Laugh now.
Ha. Ha. Ha.
I don't know why though. What is it about that group that makes the show so appealing to me? I only picked up on the show at the end of the fourth and start of the last season, but I find myself drawn towards it. Maybe it's because I think Katie Holmes is cute, but I think it's more than that. The story is just so compelling, and it's fun to yell at the TV. What I mean by that?
"NO YOU WUSS GO TELL HER! GOGOGONOOOOOO!"
:) Really gets the stress out. TBS shows two episodes every day, so I try to catch it when it's on. Kinda scary how I started up on the show the same time Melissa did. We were just talking about the show.

Anyways, I find The Sims to be very addictive. Even more so when you play properly. It's so heartwarming to see relationships build, and so funny to see them kick their flamingos. (Flamingoes?)

That's all I have on my mind right now.

I am one lazy motherfuck. I haven't gone to Place Vertu, even after saying I would for the past 3 days. I haven't gotten the Fantasia magazine yet, and I still haven't gotten a buspass/tickets. It's not that I don't have time. I have a lot of that. It's just... I don't want to bother with leaving the house. :| I'll go tomorrow. I'll get the magazine, and see if Jet Grind Radio is at EB. I want that game. It will be mine. Oh yes. It will be mine.

Phone Booth is a great movie.

Listen to more Radiohead. Unless you don't like them. Then don't.

[The Caller cocks his gun]
The Caller: Now doesn't that just torque your jaws? I love that. You know like in the movies just as the good guy is about to kill the bad guy, he cocks his gun. Now why didn't he have it cocked? Because that sound is scary. It's cool, isn't it?

drag him out your window dragging out your dead singing i miss you snakes and ladders flip the lid out pops the cracker smacks you in the head knifes you in the neck kicks you in the teeth steel toe caps takes all your credit cards get up get the gunge get the eggs get the flan in the face the flan in the face dance you fucker dance you fucker don't you dare don't you dare don't you flan in the face take it with the love its given take it with a pinch of salt take it to the tax man let me back let me back i promise to be good don't look in the mirror at the face you don't recognize help me call the doctor put me inside put me inside put me inside put me inside put me inside
I keep the wolf from the door but he calls me up calls me on the phone tells me all the ways that he's gonna mess me up, steal all my children if I don't pay the ransom, and I'll never see them again if I squeal to the cops...

I'm back for the time being. I've gotten a temp replacement, which is my sister's computer. Again. It's nice and shiny.
Specs (for the comp nerds [me])
P4 1.8 GHz
512MB RAM
NVidia Geforce 3 128MB

Nice and shiny.
Anyways, I have to email people. This'll be my last day before I leave for Scarbourough. I have a wedding and baptism to attend. Hope I see a computer around there, or else I'll just listen to music and play Gameboy. Too bad too, cause calling Jess is considered semi-local. Ah well. Hope she sees this.

Anyways, see you all around sometime sooner or later.
KTHXBY.