I think i may begin to use this little place as a breeding ground for other things. For example, i usually work from my aforementioned draft folder in Messenger on almost everything from research papers to posts for shafted. I am trying to get away from that practice, so that i am not reliant on the crash infested Netscape for all of my writing. For now this might act as a workshop for developing posts for Shafted, the essay part of the Crush section, or something else entirely. For example, i think i am going to post that little nugget of love about Viktor to Shafted in a few minutes. However, every post i make to Shafted has a picture and a song lyric to accompany it, so i’ve got to go find something about socks…
With exactly one week until i move into my apartment, i would like to re-emphasize that i HATE my current roommate Viktor. At first i just thought i was having some culture-clash issues with him, but after an entire season of togetherness i now know that he is an inconsiderate, smelly fuck (while i am only an unmotivated, sedentary, territorial bitch). Two particular items bothered me today, both in the “i do them too, but you do them worse” category. 1 – My dear roommate left his socks on the floor. Now, i leave my socks everywhere, but not only were they on the floor, but they were sitting right under our HVAC unit. Futhermore, these socks were the nastiest socks i have ever witnessed, and i didn’t even want to nudge them with my foot. So, while Viktor was out and about for the day, i had the smell of his feet to comfort me. 2 – I listen to music. Viktor listens to the radio. Big difference. Another big difference would be that Viktor turns on the radio whenever he walks into the room and leaves it on until i get up and turn it off, whereas i turn down my music to a whisper when he first walks in. The kicker is that Viktor turns the radio on when he gets up around 8am, which happens to be two hours before i get up on days i don’t have work. In comparison, he just asked me to turn down my already lowered Ani DiFranco cd because he is “sleeping now.” Happily, this form of psychological torture for the fair and rational will only continue for one more week. And believe me, i am overjoyed.
Netscape just crashed. I am utterly unsuprised. I’m not sure if the problem is Netscape itself or the Talkback program it launches after a crash, but i get an Ilegal Operation every time that absolutely won’t go away. Furthermore, the IllegalOp makes it impossible to CTRL-ALT-DELETE, which means i am just plain old stuck with any further problems. If it wasn’t for the fact that MSIEX has too many backwards “features” and a horrible email client, i might actually consider using it.
There’s a very interesting site that allows you to calculate your ecological footprint. While the information on how much of the Earth we suck up is rather sobering, i found out i only equal about .5 of a normal ecology hogging American! Go me!!! Now, if we eliminated half the world’s population and the rest of them only took up as much space as i do, we’d be on the right track.
Um, maybe that bit about not editting was a huge fucking lie. But, i’m not editting for content, just idiot mistakes that i made! Meanwhile, it apparently takes them a little while to add a site into their active directory, which means all of this has absolutely no effect on my treasured spot on the aforementioned list. And no, i refuse to link to it again at current time.
krisisPM: So, i got a Blogger.
krisisPM: I got it from your evil evil link. It is thusly your fault.
EMP750: You’re setting up a blog?
krisisPM: It’s all set up and running like a fat, sweaty, balding man on the 4th of july
EMP750: then you mean the page will be scary?
Well, torrez.org seems to have my evolution as blogger down pat. Especially applicable are points #3, 6, 10, and 11. Rather than this being a symptom of me being a total web-teeny-bopper like everyone else he’s describing i choose to think of it as an indication that my intentions are limited only by my interest, and my interests know no bounds. Or, i’m a huge web-nerd. Either or, really.