05
Feb 03

celebrate

last night i couldn’t take it. i knew a— was downstairs watching television and eating something that probably contained some form of sucrose, while above me in his room i could hear the fan he kept on at night buzzing against his hardwood floor, aka my ceiling. it was 2 in the morning. it’s not particularly hot in our house especially considering that it’s winter, but a— keeps a fan on so that he can fall asleep easier. i suppose having white noise in the background can help some people go to sleep with more ease, but i personally prefer silence; dead silence if i can help it.

anyhow, we had been bantering back and forth for a few months now (it was more like i’d subtly let him know that his fan would keep me up) but recently i had kind of let the issue fall by the wayside. but like i said, i couldn’t take it anymore – i rushed downstairs and pulled him up to my room and said “shhh… listen”.

he looked at me and mumbled, “well, it sounds a lot different from down here than it does upstairs.”

today was lazy. i woke up later than i really wanted to, but i didn’t think anyone would mind. most of my work was done and i had only a few minor maintenance things to deal with, so i spent a lot of the day receiving birthday greetings, surfing the net and working on my various design stuff.

i was going through a lot of the old bookmark files that i had been collecting for the past 7+ years and found that maybe around 80% of the websites i had were dead. a few had moved around which i found pretty neat: where there once was a geocities or xoom now stood a .com, .net or .org. a lot of the “fad” domains were missing too like .nu and the such, which is just a well since i secretly found them annoying. not that there was anything wrong with .nu domains especially since bookmarks solved that kind of issue for me but there was always something unsettling with a 2 letter domain suffix as opposed to a 3 letter one.

the coolest thing was seeing how some people had really progressed and grew with the web – to see that their talents had expanded and flourished was something that really got me excited. it was awesome to click a link that i had a very vague recollection of and then be suddenly surprised by something i totally didn’t expect that blew my socks off.

amidst all the surfing i tried looking for other people with websites that shared the same birthday as me (i thought hey, why not wish a complete stranger a happy birthday too!), but i didn’t have much luck. i found a lot of people that were close and quite a few february babies and even a few birthday greetings for today were mentioned on various blogs/journals, but in the end no dice – couldn’t find one february 5 birthday among all the cybersouls out there. maybe i wasn’t looking hard enough, but after an hour i decided that i had dedicated enough time to such a silly effort.

anyhow if you know anyone out there tell me and i’ll give them a “hello” and “congrats!”.

cell phone calls answered: 6

cell phone calls missed: 5

client calls received: 0

juicy sites re-found: deaddreamer, geekbee, dazed, suction, velvetsky, anaphase.

new juicy site found: tokyoplastic


04
Feb 03

laugh

i bought ronin for 10 bucks at circuit city today. alright!

i spent a lot of today waiting. i waited to hear responses from clients, i waited to hear responses from the higher ups, i waited for my webhost to get a new mysql database up, and i waited for the pinky finger on my right hand to stop hurting. i waited for a whole lot of nothing.

not that i’m angry or disgruntled about it or anything, i just wish things could have… i guess… happened. i definitely could have gone without the finger hurting – every time i would need to make a capital letter that required me to press the right shift button with my pinky, i would wince ever so slightly at the discomfort that would occur. i proceeded to go through the day either massaging my pinky (i’m beginning to dislike referring to it as my “pinky”… heh) or cracking its knuckles, which was probably totally counterproductive.

oh well.

despite the waiting, i had one of those fun days. where everything seemed funny and nothing really seemed that bad – at least not knowingly. i just laughed at silly jokes and ridiculous scenarios, and the laughing and giggling and bellowing definitely carried my attitude for the rest of day, because i’m in a damn fine mood.

laughing is great. laughing is perhaps one of the most wonderful things ever – it can lift you out of a bad mood, it can confirm a oneness with your peers and it can make something uneasy easy. i love when you reach that point where you’ve laughed so hard that your stomach is beginning to ache, and sometimes you are forced to leave the room otherwise you might bust a gut. i love when someone tells a story and you just can’t help but reach deep down and let out loud sound of amusement and everyone is letting out a similar sound along with you. i love being able to say something that will make a friend laugh and bring them out of a less than stellar mood.

laughing is great, wouldn’t you agree?

people i still keep in contact from the “dew drop inn”: 1 :)

# of cd’s i brought into work: 4

# of cd’s i listened to at work: 2


03
Feb 03

numb

we sat there around the table, mouthing words and muttering phrases that make no sense to me now. most of us sat there ineffectively as a blathering monkey attempted to spew commands to all who were willing to listen. i never discovered if he was ever successful in his task (he being that blathering monkey); my mind was swimming in a morning pool of post-sleep numbness and monday belligerence.

i floated in and out of different thoughts that sometimes pertained to the situation at hand. all at once my mind flashed on pouring maple syrup on pancakes, the lack of loyalty c—- now holds for the company, and how so and so looked with her “big puffies”. the hour long torture session consisted of many such amalgamated thoughts, while i continued to portray an indifferent face to those around me.

i am hungry, and have ordered chinese food. this is right after j—- tells me that he wishes i was dripping of sex juice. i guess that’s why i was laughing uncontrollably while i phoned in my order – here’s to hoping that there isn’t anything disagreeable swimming in my vat of sweet and sour.

days without a smoke: 1 month, 3 days

what time i got up: 8:45 am

how many unripe bananas i ate for breakfast: 1