I'm going to fulfill one of my blog duties, I am going to actually write about myself tonight.

To recap over the past few weeks:

Work has been great. I am getting more responsibility and more respect. If you haven't heard, they bought me a server for my house. It is still only half set up but it was incredibly thoughtful.

Kurt's house filled up over the past month. We now have no vacancy @ 723. When I say Kurt, I mean a different Kurt. Not Kurt Robinson. Never Kurt Robinson henceforth.

I realized every day how much I have improved from the same time last year. A year ago, I was depressed and lacking any sort of self worth. I was not respected. I was a mess.

I feel a rebirth inside me... that each day is getting better instead of each day is worse and worse. It didn't just happen, it was gradual but I've been experiencing it over the past 2 months.

I have had support from many in different ways. Some great advice, some lukewarm and some not so good. You know who you are. So harh.

And in the end, no one was right.

Anyway, more to come... I promise.

"When the gods wish to punish us, they answer our prayers."

-Oscar Wilde

I wish I had all the answers.

sunday morning sidewalk

Ant wrote to mention a CNet article exploring U.S. workers' productivity. People say they actually accomplish less now than they did a decade ago. Research blames technology as the culprit. From the article: "Technology has sped everything up and, by speeding everything up, it's slowed everything down, paradoxically ... We never concentrate on one task anymore. You take a little chip out of it, and then you're on to the next thing ... It's harder to feel like you're accomplishing something.'"

I wanna know,
have you ever seen the rain,
coming down on a sunny day?

bloviating

So I got all the pieces of my server today. It took me about 2 hours to actually build it, which is a lot longer than it probably should have. I tried really hard not to fuck it up.

It actually started up on the first try.... and immediately started to overheat. Oh well, I think it's okay now!?

No real big plans for it yet... just to kick around and get a little more experience.

Mary Alice already quit her job. Thanks for making me look like an ass, A-rod!!!! Just kidding.

If I didn't know any better, I would have thought it was Spring already.

"Neither of us are big talkers..."

yo yo yo.

My blog is a little stale.

The new roomates are working out.

Mary Alice got a job, thanks to me.

My work wants to get me a server for my house!!

So, have you heard about this massive snowstorm that is bearing down on us this weekend? 15 inches....4 inches... depending on who you talk to.

Never trust a bald barber, he has no respect for your hair!!

russian vodka, poisoned by Chernobyl

What is it that brings all the homeless people to Noho? Are we just too nice? Or not nice enough? Ahhh, think about it....

God, I am lying here in bed, listening to Depeche Mode. Before that... Dido? Before that, Jewel? What the hell is wrong with me!!!

I go through music spurts. I have been on a Beatles / Billy Joel spurt for the past... *checks watch* 10 years.

I enjoy the idea of Depeche Mode after a long night of drinking. Not that tonight was a long, hard night of drinking. Not tonight, though. Tonight I am just f'ing crazy.

Now I've switched over to some STP. Can you say Interstate Love Song three times fast?

Can't we give it all one more chance? If you haven't guessed, I've already switched to Queen. I'm not diggin' them tonight, either.

Freshman year, when Napster was FREE and illegal, I downloaded The Hurricane by Bob Dylan and we listened to it every night before bed. That was back when I didn't know Bob Dylan was such an ass.

Eminem might just do it for me right now. A little Drug Ballad. And when it kicked in, I could hardly walk.

I need to procure a bottle of Jack Walker Black. When you've known him as long as I have, you can call him Jack.

Oh, and what the fuck is up with Bush? Addicted to OIL? Is he for real? He never gets any negative press.... it's because the media doesn't want to waste their breath or energy. He is such a waste of space.

Back to fly on the windscreen for the slow trip to the other side. I think sleeping is not far off from dying. Speaking of dying:

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/science/nature/4469793.stm

To all my critics:

If you can do better, then by all means....