My head is pounding. Sinus headaches are oh so fun. The best part is the wave of nausea that accompanies moving.

It's fun!

Is the single most depressing movie I've ever seen. I don't expect it's tagline to be "The Feel-good movie of the Year!"

Random Links:
Cheektowaga: The Single Most Boring Place on Earth!
Ladies and Gentlemen...The world's largest head

I'm done.

Mean no sleep for me. So I'm errrr....a little tired today.

Also, my throat is killing me.

It's all good.

Now, I don't watch a whole lot of TV, but even so...

OH GOD NO MY TV IS DEAD! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

...but this is just too much.

Even Whitby has Little Caesar's.

So, if the money's already gone from my account, the bill is paid, right? Only it's not. And I wouldn't mind so much, except I need to put a big purchase on VISA ASAP.

Also, I meant to complain about this about 3 hours ago, only Rogers decided to boot me offline for awhile.

Oh yeah, and my email's all messed up. Messages are taking 2/3 days to get through, while others are fine.

It's Final Fantasy Day!

Completely unrelated to that, I redid Jeff's site, because I wanted to free my server of the bane that is Frames. It's also officially free of Frontpage crap. If I can figure out some way to automate my father's golf scores, it'll be entirely free of non-up-to-standards code.

Son of a...My father came home from week of golfing in Georgia last night. He went, and golfed, despite the fact that he was sick as a dog when he left. Okay, fine. He's still sick, and I suspect he's passed whatever he's got onto me. My nose has been running all evening, and there's a tickle in the back of my throat.

Joy.

Not that I posted anything new, but the Articles section is finally up and running.

The world's ugliest man, from the Transporter, is also in Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom. And I never knew it.

This update brought to you by exhaustion.

Work over.

Me take break.

Me go back to work eventually.

Gob sucks. I'd forgotten how much they sucked.

Yes, that does seem random.

Because it sounded like he said a lot more than that.

Final Fantasy: Unlimited is the least sensical thing I've ever seen. And I own a copy of Worst Witch.

2 days left!

First off, I had a great time at my brother's this weekend, but nothing particularly noteworthy happened out there, so I'll skip it.

On Friday, my dog ate a pound of butter. On Saturday, he vommited all over the laundry room. And now, my house reeks. Unbelievably. And the grease managed to get into the carpet, so my house will continue to reek for the forseeable future.

It's so frickin' disgusting.

I think I'll skip buying a dog of my own.

Just one week remaining. Also, Trillian is doing odd things in respect to ICQ lately. I don't know why. So if I seem to be ignoring you, blame Trillian.

More than 5.

To Patricia, on getting a real job.

Boo to it being so far away. Guess I'm going to have to develop a taste for fish, and visit.

With all apologies to someone who used them long before they'd become cliche, I never want to see any of the following again:

: Colons Everywhere :

..::This::..

Seriously. I found a 50 year old woman's grocery list today. It read:
..::Bread::..
..::Milk::..
..::Heavy Flow Tampons::..

It's just not edgy anymore.

Down-Payment:

check

Money to Furnish Home:

check

Steady employment to make payments and not end up homeless:

Pending

So, I was in the washroom just now, listening to 'The Ongoing History of New Music', which for the last 3 weeks has been doing a retrospective of Radiohead. So I'm sitting, listening to Fitter Happier. And I couldn't help myself.

In my head...I heard scratching noises.

FUCK YOU KID KOALA!