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06/22/99
Every day I come closer and closer to changing the format of this page. I'm
thinking it would save a lot of space on my server if I were to change this
page so that only a few rants were here and the rest could be stored and linked
to here from Tripod or Angelfire. Maybe I'll play around with that today.
Rodney was mad at me once again yesterday. And it was once again because I told
him I'd go to a show and then other things came up and I wasn't able to. I
really did want to see Anti-Flag, but I had told my sister, who is visiting
only for a week, that I'd do something with her. Plus I had promised Ben a long
time ago that I'd let him come over and use my printer to print out old
e-mail's. He was hella over his limit of disk space on the school's server. In
my folder alone he had about 350 messages. Fool saved every email, even if it
just said something like "Yeah.". Now he's deleting some, which I
guess is good. I'm pretty much the same though. I save everything. I'm a
sentimental fool. Magazines, for example. I look through them, and save them
thinking I'll read them in depth later, but I never do so they just accumulate.
I've gotten better about deleting email though. I still should go through and
delete some of the old email I still have taking up space on my server. Should
doesn't me will, though. Went to see Jun at Planet Pinball again last night. I
feel bad going there, though. Now that I don't work anywhere where I could
repay him for his generosity, I feel bad taking advantage of it. I guess it
isn't that bad, since I hadn't done it for a long time, but two days in a row?
Oh well. I'm paying him back somewhat - he's an artist, I work in an office, I
think you get my meaning. If you're someone I work with, whatever you're
thinking is wrong. Then we headed to the Java Break and there I saw Lindsay.
Seeing Lindsay makes me happy. She's so sweet. Too bad she had to meet Rodney.
Ha! Or I could have this just be the main page linking to the old and the new
rants, which could be stored on a free server. You know, being poor makes me
physically ill. How? Well, you see, I don't eat very often because I have no
money to do so... well, I guess I have the money, but I need to learn to save
it so it will last longer. Anyway, so I don't eat regularly, but then when I
actually do get to eat - like at home, or parents take Theryn and I to dinner
or I splurge - I eat my fill and more, therefore making myself feel ill. I know
that this can't be healthy. I guess I just need to manage my money better. One
thing I could do is pass on my pager and it's $10.95 a month bill to Rodney...
or Ben. I guess I could also try and find a cheaper ISP. I don't want to not
have my own ISP, and due to certain complications, I wouldn't be able to use KU
as my ISP. Maybe I could convince Theryn to maybe help pay the 18.95/month.
Since she can check her email and such from any computer, but I can only check
my email from a computer connected to the internet through Internet Direct -
check my mail using telnet, that is. I don't know. I need to cut expenses
somewhere and since cutting back on eating isn't really that healthy, I need to
find some other way. Oh yeah, Theryn came home last night. I guess the wedding
itself was on Sunday. And I don't remember her telling me she was going to be
home Monday, but she says she did and she probably did, I just don't remember
it. Only 46 days until Broncos first pre-season game! Watching NFL Europe only
made me want the real NFL season to start! Football!
06/21/99
It's a hot nee-ha out there today. You know, there are a plethora of journal
sites out there on the web. I've considered turning this into one of those, but
I don't think I'm nearly as interesting as the great ones. Like Underbelly. Not only is my life pretty boring, well
it would be boring to someone reading about it. I actually like my life. Anyway,
it'd be boring and I don't know if I'd be able to come up with stuff to say
every day. Or if I did, it'd read like a grocery list and be really short. It'd
go something like this: I woke up today and had to pee. So I did. Then I went
to class. The people in my class are stupid. Then I went to work. There I
messed around on the web, fetched some files from the vault, and made copies.
Then I went home. Then I ate dinner... And I think you get the idea. I lead a
rather uninteresting life. I don't know. Maybe I will someday change the format
of my rants page. You have to admit, it's become less of a rants page and more
like a journal. Read the first few rants, and then read this one and you'll see
what I mean. I went to a couple shows this weekend. Friday night was Frogpond.
I think they're getting a little big for their britches. It was not an advanced
ticket show and didn't start until like 10pm, but people were lined up outside
the Bottleneck at like 8:30. Fearing an early sell out, Rodney and I rounded up
everyone and got there early. We stood up front for the first two bands and boy
did it get crowded. It was a totally local band show, so there were people in
the crowd from a lot of local bands including Kenny from Danger Bob. The first band, Podstar, was alright
I guess. They're in high school, so maybe they'll get better. Second was
Ultimate Fakebook, and they rocked. Then Frogpond came on. God Justine is sexy.
Frogpond rocked the house. People were stage diving, and I just don't like
that. Crowd surfing just isn't necessary. All it does is distract those people
who actually want to watch the show, because if you don't pay attention to
where the crowd surfers are, you could get knocked out. Case in point, me at
the Lazer's Clubhouse Christmas. Anyway, the only time I actually helped a
stage diver was when it was Kenny. I mean, it's Kenny Bob! You gotta help Kenny
Bob. He stood on the stage in front of me and I was just like "AW yeah!
Come on!" and I basically put him up. Then he kicked me in the eye, but it
was okay because it was Kenny Bob! Then when Frogpond was done, I didn't see
her do it, but Justine threw her pick. It hit me on the lower eyelid of my
right eye. At first I wasn't sure what it was, so I asked Ben if Justine had
thrown her pick, he said yes, so I waited until people cleared out and I found
it on the floor. I wasn't about to pass up a chance to get Justine's pick,
especially since she pegged me with it. It was an awesome show. Then on Sunday night
I went with Ben and Jenny Bob Dole to see Lushbox at the Lazer's Local Music
show. I found out last week that one of the chicks in Lushbox used to work in
the office that I do now. So everyone around here knows her and she called to
say that she was playing the
06/17/99
My girlfriend is finally finding out what it's like to get paid to update her
webpage. It's got to be the best thing in the world. Well, it ranks in the top
ten anyway. Now, on to the point of this rant. Why do people not sign
guestbooks? I've got almost 600 hits on my page, which isn't very much for the
amount of time it's been up, but what irks me most is that even though I've
nearly 600 hits, only 65 people have signed my guestbook. SIXTY-FIVE! That means
that 535 people didn't sign the guestbook! Sure, a few hits can be accounted
for - me visiting from a different computer, Theryn doing the same, Rodney,
Ben, but that can't account for 535 hits! It takes just a few minutes to sign a
guestbook. And if you do, you don't have to hear me bitch about it anymore! You
know, I'd love to have the funds and the time to just pick up and take a road
trip. Not plan it, just decide to drive across the country. And that's all I
have to say about that. Hey hey, today's my lucky day! Puff was taken out by
Snoop and Dr. Dre! You know, every little image I put on here takes up space.
Little space, granted. But they all add up. So, I don't think I'm going to do
that anymore. It would make writing a rant easier, for I wouldn't have to go
search for a new picture every time. The campus mail people are bastards.
They're not as bad as the parking department, but they're still bastards.
06/10/99
Okay, I can understand those who have not taken a math class for quite some
time and therefore have to take Intermediate Algebra (Math 002) in order to
advance to 101 and so on to complete the math requirement for a degree. I can
understand this because it is basically my situation. What I can't understand
is how the people who are in the class because they are freshmen having to take
it could have even graduated high school! The stuff we're learning is supposed
to, I guess, be like Algebra. I passed Algebra in junior high, I believe. And
101 is supposed to be like Algebra II, which I passed (barely) in my junior
year of high school. Math has never been my strong point, but the stuff we're
being taught in 002 is basically review for me, and simple stuff anyway. Stuff
I thought you had to know to graduate high school. It appears I was wrong. Some
of the people in my class... I don't know. They're very slow at picking up the
concepts. I mean, plotting points on a number line isn't that difficult of a
concept. Ooh, only a little less than two months until pre-season NFL!
Saturday, August 7th at 7:00pm the Broncos play the Chargers in the American
Bowl '99! Woo! And the Broncos' season starts September 13th vs.
06/08/99
So, I feel like shit. My back hurts, I'm still not fully over whatever I had
over the weekend, I miss my girlfriend, I'm bitch ass broke, it's fucking hot
outside, I want to move out already, and even though I'm broke I'd really
rather not be at work. Yes, I'd love some cheese with my whine - maybe
it'd make me constipated. Oh, and I'd really rather not be taking math in the
summer. But I am. And so I will get up every Monday through Friday and be at
class at 10:20am to learn math. Fun fun fun! That is, of course, if one of two
things happens. Either my financial aid comes through by the 30th or my mom
graces me with the money to pay the summer tuition. But on the bright side...
well, the less dim side anyway, Theryn does come home tomorrow. And barring any
major catastrophes, I'll be with her tomorrow night. That makes me happy. It
also makes me anxious, but hey - what're you gonna do? Yes, I went to the lake
and then SnS, but not to go to Moe's to drink or watch others drink. I had fun
doing it too. I would not have had fun watching you and Moe drink. Besides, you
need to quit bitching because I do believe I was the one that invited her to
the "Goldfinger" party. Foo'. The instructor for this math course is
an Abercrombie wearin' motherfucker. And he can't be that much older than I am.
The way he "teaches", it's like he's up in front of a class he's in
giving a report. There's one cute girl who I think I went to high school with,
a bunch of retards, and two or three seniors who "really put this class
off". One of them is a PolySci major. Theryn probably knows him. He's
weird.
05/25/99
As I write this, I have no idea whether or not I'm going to be able to upload
it onto my server. I hope I can, but if my server wants to be a bitch, I'll
have to do some more re-arranging so that I can put this up. I also
don't know if I'm going to be in summer school. I enrolled and it starts like,
June 3rd, but if I didn't get at least a 2.0 - no more school for me. Both financially
and academically I'll be fucked. Karen, Ben, Theryn, and I found our place to
live. It's next door to the place we originally thought we were going to be,
but I think it's better. The people in it kept it a lot cleaner than the people
living in the other one kept theirs... if that makes sense. It's a duplex,
three bedroom, one and a half bath, and it's beige with a green door. Hard to
miss. What is it with public restrooms? I went to one at the zoo in
05/19/99
Isn't the internet fucking great? I mean, where else can you just surf around
and find information on anyone or anything, and at the same time run into sites
like this guy's?
I mean, this is the only place where anyone can really say anything about
whatever the fuck they want to, and people will read it. Why? Well, because
we're bored, basically. That and this guy is on one of the web rings I'm on,
and I was bored, so I clicked "Next 5" and his was new, so I looked
at it. Anyway, so my girlfriend talked me into getting shorts. And not only
that, but I'm actually wearing them. I haven't worn shorts in about eight
years. And believe it or not, my legs don't glow when the sun hits them. They
are awfully pale, but not as pale as you'd expects legs that haven't seen the
light of day for eight years to be. I guess I'm getting used to the idea. It'll
probably be easier to play basketball in shorts. And I've been playing a lot of
ball lately. And now that Jeremy's going to be in town... well, starting in
June... Ben, Rodney, and I will have a fourth player so we won't always have to
play 21. Theryn and I are leaving town on Friday morning. I know Rodney's going
to give me shit about this because instead of going to Lazerfest, I'm going out
of town with my girlfriend. He'll just chalk it up as another show I missed
because of Theryn. Anyway, we're leaving and heading north. Our tentative
destination is
05/12/99
Okay, so the other day I got a wedding invitation in the mail. This is the
first wedding invitation I've ever received. Fucked up thing is that it's from
my old junior high school friend Mark Maddux who is marrying Janice Yoder, who
I only know because she was in the youth group I made a short stint in - the
same group where I met Matt and Chuck. Anyway, I read it and thought
"That's CRAZY!!!". Ben, who knows Janice, is probably going to go
with me. It's fucked up, though. I mean, shit, we just graduated high school
two years ago. Sure, Stacey and Brandy already got married, but you knew they
would. And that was right out of high school. Ben says "But, you're
engaged...", and that's true, but I'm not getting married on the 29th of
this month! It's going to be several years before I tie the knot! I'm starting
to feel old. And that kind of scares me, because it means I'm going to start
having to be an adult! An adult in the real world! Argh! No!!! Ben, Rodney, and
I were walking out of Ben's dorm the other day and these two very fine women
were walking out ahead of us. Some guy was holding the door for us and the
second woman kisses him. To which the guy responds "I don't know how I
feel about that...". To which I respond "BE HAPPY!!!". Ben and
Rodney laughed 'cause I said it out loud. But I mean, if some fine woman came
up to me and kissed me, I'd be like "Woah! Thank you!". I don't know
if he knew the girl or not, but it really doesn't matter.
05/07/99
I was sitting on the bus today on my way to work, and it was getting pretty
full. People were standing in the aisle, and this one football player-looking
guy takes the last seat in between me and another person. Needless to say, he
didn't quite fit. So, rather than offering his seat to the smaller girl who was
right behind him, he wedged himself into the seat. I kept thinking how rude it
was of him to have done that. But then I started to think how rude it was of me
to not get up and offer my seat. I try to be a gentleman - I open and hold
doors for people, open the car door for women (most of the time), I put the
seat down - but I didn't want to give up my seat on the bus. I guess chivalry
really is dying. That's a damned shame. I think if men today would act just a
little more gentlemanly, the world would be a better place. Of course, there
are the radical feminists that don't want men to open doors for them and
whatnot, but I guess I'm fortunate enough to not have tried to open a door for
one of them. Man, I have three papers to write this weekend. And two books to
finish reading on which two of the paper are based. That was a very awkward
sentence. Okay, I'm going to go and find a background for this page now. There,
I found one. Yes, it's similar to the background I used on the very first rants
page, but it is different, I promise. Rodney's birthday is tomorrow. I
should probably get his stuff soon. So there goes my Saturday - for I'll
probably spend all of tomorrow with him. And at some point this weekend I want
to go see "April in
05/04/99
Going around the internet and reading pages like Squishy,
and the sites linked to and from them, I felt the urge to write. The only
problem is, I can't think of what to write. So I'll just randomly type stuff
and see what comes out. Ben and I seemed to have spilled the beans about Rodney
and Amanda to Jacque. Ben, Jacque, Rodney, Karen, and I were all sitting at
Perkins discussing Rodney's recent exploits with a Hum fan from
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