Y'know, if you're not careful sometimes punching bags fight back. I mean seriously, I haven't hit the thing for abou 3 hours and my knuckles are still red. Not to mention the extra cracking noises coming out of my left hand...

I don't have much important to say, so I'll just stick it all in one post.

1. Liz and I were invited to a birthday party. We got one invitation with both our names. That's new.
2. I started making some designs for possible T-Shirts at school with Photoshop. I need some more fonts though so I'm gonna get some from this computer on a disk and transfer.
3. AP Biology sucks. Most boring class of the day. At least I'm getting about the best, if not the best grade in all of her classes.
4. I finally missed a point in English class. Oh well.
5. My Web Design teacher found out that I taught myself HTML in one week over the summer and almost crapped herself.

The end.

Someone called me a draft dodger the other day after reading my blog (mom). I'm not gonna argue whether this term applies or not, but I am gonna talk more about what I think about the draft and about people fighting wars for our country. Personally, I think the draft is a horrible idea. No one should be forced to fight, no one should be forced to do anything unless they've done something wrong. Such as going to jail for commiting a crime. Our country has plenty of troops right now for anything we need done. And if we don't have enough troops we should start recruiting more actively. Recruiting. Not drafting. There are people who want to fight, they can be my guest, I don't really want to right now. There are some people that the army is good for them and they are good for the army, not me. I'd be kicked out with a court martial. The Army doesn't want me. It doesn't know it right now, but it does not want me. I have a bit of a problem with authority. The Army is an authority. I have a problem with people telling me what I can and can not do. The Army does that too. I have a problem with arbitrary bullshit. Something the Army has a lot of.

Now I'm not saying I won't fight for my country. It all depends on the situation. If we are attacked, not by terrorists, but actually attacked and we have foot soldiers on our soil...well I have a few guns and I know how to use them. Also, it is my understanding that there is a letter or something in the mail that tells you have been drafted and to go join the army now. If I recieved one of these I might actually go. What I meant earlier by moving to Canada was just that. If the draft is reinstated and I'm eligible I'm moving before they can do anything, or if there's a reason moving isn't feasible I'll just do what my dad did during Vietnam. Join. That way I won't be infantry.

So I just wanted to make this clear. I love the USA. I love freedom. However, I don't love the government, and I do love life and I do love Liz, neither of which I'm likely to get to much of in the Army.

We're watching the football game. Green Bay is showing Washington what's good for. There's been about four injuries so far, all Red Skins, and without fouls. Hee hee hee.

I think I did it. There should be archives now.

Okay. I think I've got it figured out. Haven't done it yet, but I think I've got it figured out. I'll check back once I do it. Probably tomorrow in Web Design as I have homework to do tonight. Right now you can link to the archives...but because of directory problems there will be no pictures or anything. It doesn't matter all that much since you can still see the text, but it is quite ugly.

Y'know what? Screw blogger code. I'm gonna write the HTML for my archives page myself. This way it will probably work and I get to decide what I want the archives to be called myself. No more ugly tags.

As you may have noticed if you read other blogs (if you're reading this one I find it highly unlikely you don't read others) I have no archives link. This is because Blogger's archives are jacked up like a car with 4 flat tires. As soon as I can get mine working again I'll put in a link. For now busy yourself with the 100 or so posts on this page.

I was walking in the woods today and I found some puffball mushrooms. Some BIG puffball mushrooms. Bigger than my head, bigger than Brad's head, that's pretty big. I brought them home and we fried them up. They're actually pretty good. Taste kind of like chicken. *dogdes inevitable tomatoes* No, seriously though, it actually tastes more like chicken than anything else I've eaten, which is weird since fungus and poultry are two completely different organisms. Find some and eat them yourself if you don't believe me. Of course it might have been the breading we put around them that was responsible for that taste...

Mom bought me a watch. Everyone remember the Shoelace Watch Idea? No? Scroll down a bit to Bicicleta. I probably actually will not remove the strap, as my mom will freak out if I do. However, I will be integrating at least two, if not three of four, shoelaces into and around the strap and watch so that hopefully there will just be a watch face sticking out of some shoelaces on me wrist.

I love Liz.

Good news. I think. According to Y!G [not necesarily (don't make fun of me, I can't spell that word. I can do college math in my head while sleeping and spell mississippi though so it doesn't matter) the best source] I am no responsible for the majority of the views on my site. In fact, I'm only responsible for about 1 in 5. Nice. Thanks Technomancy (about 60% of the time people come from their site).

Remember what the top search was for this blog last time? Taiwanese tongue job. Don't ask me why. Here's the new one: self destruct buttons. Okay then... Here's the Lyrics page one: fuck me deeper pics. Once again, okay... The top two for the Lists page: Liz sucks David (okay, so these three words may be all on the page... but why would someone search for those words?); tool band pics (kind of makes sense). Pics page; 100% used: funky monkey pics (that is freakin' awesome).

Oh yeah... I put up a "bio" in the etc. area. It's really an e-mail survey I filled out. That is all.

I wear a short sleeve t-shirt almost everyday. Sometimes with a long sleeve t-shirt underneath it. On these short sleeve t-shirts there are always phrases, such as:
Work Harder
Millions of people on welfare
are depending on you.

Today I wore a shirt that says: Can't sleep, clowns will eat me... It then says this a little smaller on the line below. Then a little smaller on the line below that. For 30 lines.

The reason I bring this up is this: stupid shits who ask people about their shirts. If you don't know what one of the words on a shirt means, or you can't figure out what a picture is, then go right ahead and ask. But if you're just to stupid to get the joke, or too boring to see the humor in something, then fuck off and stop asking me stupid questions. No, I am not afraid of clowns personally. No, I do not have nightmares about clowns. No, not everything with clowns in it has to do with that stupid pigfucking band. Yes, the bottom line is legible, if you wanna see for yourself go ahead and bend down there. You know what a clown is. You know what sleeping is. You know what eating is. So don't ask me what's that mean? It means Can't sleep, clowns will eat me... ALRIGHT? It is random. It is funny. Laugh now or shut up.

And let's not even start in on the Dali quote shirt.

Please consider not signing the petition at sharedvoice.org.

My sister was diagnosed with multiple personality disorder last year. There's nothing funny about that. But... she called me yesterday.

My caller ID exploded.

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I like to go to really bad movies. In like the sixth week. When there's only one other person in the theater. And sit right next to them.
They're like, "Excuse me!"

I'm like, "Shhhh, I can't hear Keanu."

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I have a dream:
--of a three-boy all country trio called the "Chixie Dicks."
--that the Spanish channel would have English subtitles so I could figure out what I've been laughing at all along.
--to move to Pakistan...or India...and become a cab driver.

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A girl once told me on the phone: I have to go now, there's a telemarketer on the other line.

Fuck. I'm writing a fucking one act, one scene play for my fucking English class. I was fucking done with the rough fucking draft, all fucking 1500 words of it. I just accidentally fucking reverted to my last save at fucking 700 words. I was trying to open the document in another fucking window so I could print it at the point it was before I just did the grammar check on it, when I thought I last saved the shit-bucket. It asked me if I wanted to revert to my last fucking save, so naturally I said yes. The ass rapist decided to switch windows after I pushed the fucking button and revert the other window...to a point much fucking earlier than it was expected to. I'm not happy what so ever. I can't undo and even after I cut the computer's power the fucking autosaves which are supposed to appear were nowhere to be found. Shit. I hate English class.

Three couples, an elderly couple, a middle-aged couple and a young newlywed couple wanted to join a church. The pastor said, "We haves pecial requirements for new parishioners. You must abstain from having sex for two weeks." The couples agreed and came back at the end of two weeks. The pastor went to the elderly couple and asked, "Were you able to abstain from sex for the two weeks?" The old man replied, "No problem at all, Pastor." "Congratulations! Welcome to the church!" said the pastor. The pastor went to the middle-aged couple and asked, "Well, were you able to abstain from sex for the two weeks?" The man replied, "The first week was not too bad. The second week I had to sleep on the couch for a couple of nights but, yes, we made it.""Congratulations! Welcome to the church!" said the pastor. The pastor then went to the newlywed couple and asked, "Well, wereyou able to abstain from sex for two weeks?" "No Pastor, we were not able to go without sex for the two weeks,"the young man replied sadly. "What Happened?" inquired the pastor. "My wife was reaching for a can of paint on the top shelf and dropped it. When she bent over to pick it up, I was overcome with lust and took advantage of her right there." "You understand, of course, this means you will not be welcome in our church," stated the pastor. "We know," said the young man, "we're not welcome at Home Depot anymore either."

A drunk walks out of a bar and sees a nun standing at a bus stop. He walks up to her and punches her in the face. When she falls to the ground he begins kicking her and screaming, "You're not so tough tonight are you Batman!"

There are many a -istan's out there. But there's just not enough. First off is of course Iranistan. But let's not stop there. Chinastan. Iraqistan. Icelandistan. Norwistan. United States of Ameristan. Earthistan. Solistan. Moonistan. Neptunistan. Uranistan. Europistan. Phobostan. Milky Wayistan. Universistan. Bradistan. Supermanistan. Stanistan. Stanistanistan. Thatsenoughistan.

Minor adjustments. Fine now. And I already have an idea for next time. How amazing.

That should do it... probably won't though.

Well, almost. I've done all but the blog page now, but just in the wolf subdirectory. Once they are all working fine I will transfer the pages to the main directory. Right now I need to do the blog page, but since I don't edit that from Y!G but from blogger, I figured I mise (screw off grammar nazis) well post while I'm here.

I'm moving on. That should be obvious from my numerous posts about shoelaces. I stopped checking weblogs for a while, as I was getting entirely too much repetitive info about the towers from tv and didn't feel like listening to more online, so I checked again today... get over it people. I may sound a bit insensitive, but there's not much I can do. I live in Iowa. I'm a ways from New York, so I don't think anyone expects me to actually go and physically volunteer help. Donations? No job. No money. Blood? I'm not old enough. Any other Ideas? Feel free to tell me because I don't have any. For all you people that can help, okay, do so. Do what you can, do what you will, and unless you have a good reason, stop crying. The attack is over for now, and even if it does start up again soon (it almost definitely won't) there's no use in worrying about it. Do what you may to prepare, if you are in a bombable area maybe figure out a way to contact each other or whatever, don't get on planes unless necesary, you know, just be cautious. But stop worrying about it. If you can do something, do it. If you can't, get on with your life. If your relative died, sorry, but no matter how they died they are still dead just the same so you can mourn it the same way as if they were hit by a bus or shocked by a hair dryer. I'm sorry, but I think you're all silly. Me, I'm going back to my shoelaces.

I took a picture of my shoes. Once it is developed I'll see about getting it scanned. Also. I made a cradle for a rock with a shoelace that looked neat. Took a picture of that too. Same situation.

I have to write a play. Yep, a play. Just one Act...but still. By Monday. Sigh. I have the characters and setting and theme and basic plot outlined pretty well, but I should probably start writing it tomorrow. Good thing I don't have school. Teacher In-Service.

By the way, the Taliban sucks monkeys for banana peels.

I love shoelaces. They are awesome. They rock my world. Have you ever thought about shoelaces? They are incredibly strong little things considering their size. Just examine how closely woven most of them are, interesting how much effort is put into making something that holds our shoes on so tough tough tough eh? Well how about we make them do more than just hold our shoes on then? I need to look into getting a picture of my shoes put up on this site. Each one of my shoes has two full length shoelaces on it. One with pictures of fire all over it and one with small grey stars on a black background. Rather than having my shoe laced up and having a bow at the top, I criss-crossed the two laces and have two ends pointing out the top to work with as one normally would but I also have two ends sticking out the bottom where the lace usually does a U-turn. The laces are knotted into some cool little shapes that I sometimes change. They are awesome and colorful, not to mention functional as most people would have a problem untying them if they tried much less have them come loose just walking around (as my shoes were known to do before I started doing this). One of the shapes on my left shoe would not stay in place...so I had to sew it in place today. That's right, I sewed my shoelaces in place. It should be easy enough to take out if I need to. I also had to employ a staple inside of the shoe to keep the thread tight. That's right, I stapled my shoe. But now I have two shoelaces (the original ones that came with the shoes) left and I'm not sure what to do with them. I've had a few ideas:

Instrument:
I've thought of a way to make my shoelaces into a musical instrument. If you pick up a shoelace with one hand and then take hold of it about a foot further along with your other hand, then let it fall slightly slack, then quickly pull your hands apart so it snaps tight, you get a cool twanging sort of note. I figure if I get a bunch of eyerings and screw them into a baseplate, then nail the board to a vertical board nailed to a horizontal type board and tie shoelaces of different length to them, I will have the beginnings of an instrument. The other end of each shoelace (cut to length) can then be tied to the lower end of a 1st class lever (that's where the fulcrum is between the effort and the load) which will be very short and on top of the horizontal board and shall now be called a "key". So this way whenever a key is pressed down it will pull the lace up snapping it tight and making the twang sound. Similar to a piano, but using parallel tension rather than striking like a piano or perpindicular tension like on a guitar. There. I just invented a new instrument.

Jewelry:
This should be rather obvious, bracelets and necklaces and the like. Not too difficult to do really, maybe I'll make some for Liz some time.

Wristwatch:
I think this is what I will actually do, as I'm far too lazy to make an instrument and I don't really feel like wearing jewelry. I should go buy a watch, one of those cheap $10 ones, unhook the strap, and replace it with shoelaces. Not just one strip like the strap, no, many many many wrappings that might be weaved around each other or something so it would be longer like an archer's bracer...but made of shoelaces rather than leather. This could be cool and as I don't have a watch (I have a bad history with watches, they don't live long) it would be useful too.

So, yeah, shoelaces rock and I need to find a place where I can buy them cheap. P.S. No, you don't get an explanation of what bicicleta has to do with anything.

I see you remembered you have the password to blog on this site. No, I don't think they abolished the draft, just don't use it during peace-time. I might be wrong though.

I sure as hell hope we don't go to war. I've heard horror stories from every single fucking member of my family about what war is like and it sounds like shit. But didn't they abolish the draft after Nam? Or am I just being stupid?

Government says they weren't our missiles. Oh well....look a monkey!

Looks like missile retaliations. Exactly what I'm talking about Terrorists. This is probably just gonna piss you off more you wussies.

That's fine and fucking dandy if you wanna blow up corporate centers and fuck with people, but that's no excuse to kill thousands of people who just fucking work there. Damn. And what's with the fucking Pentagon? You terrorists do realize that a bunch of civilians work there right? WTF. Americans aren't evil. The greater portion of Americans are slobbering idiots who barely deserve to live, I'll give you that. But the key word here is barely. Everyone deserves to live unless they are an immediate threat to you or others' safety. Explain to me how exactly a bunch of office workers in New York are going to lead to your death in the next five minutes? WTF. And now, now there's a threat of war. Dammit, war. Sure, there's been some conflicts recently, some fairly big conflicts, but this shit isn't going to just be ignored. If those buildings were even half full the shit has hit the fan and it is burning a hole right through it. Basically you've decreased your safety by a huge fucking margin now. The American Military is a little complacent at times sure, how else would this have happened, but on site they blow shit up, lot's of shit, especially if their brother happened to have a building fall on them. Speaking of soldiers and war, this better be a police action coming up or something because I really don't want WWIII now. That might mean the draft. And the draft would mean I would have to move to Canada. I don't wanna do that. So you guys can just shut the hell up and shove your issues up your ass and quit fucking with my country and quit fucking with me. Damn.

Okay, so I didn't change over yet...but there's reason for that. If you have 800x600 or smaller resolution there's some silly silly stuff going on when you view the page. Now, since I've found that a fair amount of the people viewing my site (very relative number, maybe 2 or 3...) are using one of these resolutions I'm thinking I should fix this problem. Only thing is that would fuck with my design royal-like. Wait. I got an idea. *slaps head 'cause he's stupid* why don't I just shrink the fucking background picture, damn, I'm stupid.... Okay. Tomorrow I shall utilize ye ole paintshop and I'll switch over. Now... onto other news.

Man, I've got a leaky nose like a runny faucet.

...despite the fact that took exactly one week longer than I thought it would. I finished the redesign. Expect implementation tomorrow...or maybe later tonight or even Sunday, depending on how bored I am.

I am also Awesome because:

• I installed new shoelaces on my right shoe. I'll see if maybe I can get a pic up and have Darby scan it at school or something. You know how normally when you lace shoes you first put the lace through that bottom bit, and then weave each side up through? Well what I did was put a seperate shoestring through each of those bottom holes then weave it through, so I have knot/bow thingies at both ends which kind of link together. Cool.
• Tomorrow morning I am going to ISU for an awards ceremony where I get an award for kicking almost everybody's asses on the ACT/SATs. I get another little one course scholarship to a relatively nearby college and then I get to go eat food with the Governor and the other people who kicked ass and got the same award. We all fit in one medium sized room, including our families.
• I have the new System of a Down CD, Toxicity. Pogo, pogo, pogo...
• Liz is my girlfriend.
• I got A's on all my first tests for my classes, I especially liked AP Bio, I got a 93% and the average seemed to be about 73%. I think some people study too much, it fries their brain or something.
• Yesterday I pulled my thumb backwards until it touched the side of my wrist while my other fingers still stuck out forward.

<silly statement that you should laugh at me for>We are the paragon of humanity. You may worship us... from afar.</silly statement that you should laugh at me for>

I bought a domestic product today. A shirt and some shoela..two domestic products, a shirt and 2 pairs of...3, 3 domestic products. A shirt and two pairs of shoelaces. Me shirt says: Quiet brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip. So HA. The shoelaces are to spruce up my new shoes as I grew out of my measley little size 12 shoes despite the incredibly intricate shoelace weavings. These new shoes, which are size 14, lack the classic "Where's Waldo?" flavor that my old shoelaces had, but I have some laces with flames all over them and some more with grey star outlines. Now I just need to decide on a format.

In other news: My sister, her friend, and I all attended our first kick-boxing class. w00t. I must say I'm fine now, except for those darn stomach muscles, 150 sit-ups does that to you.

In other other news: I am now an editor for the Tool Category at the Open Directory Project. It's a cool search engine type thing that's been going on for a few years. Check it out.

In other other other news: I have typed the word other entirely too many times in this post.

In my AP Biology class we did a little project where we made "closed" environments out of 2 liter pop bottles, packaging tape and whatever we found we felt like putting inside. The only way we get to disturb it is we can let it "rain" every once and a while by pouring water into the top. This does not sound difficult does it? Well, we have to leave the little critters in there for a week in 3 different compartments all in a column which can be connected by the holes in the tops of the bottles or little slits we make for water to pass through. So, you would think people would want their animals to at least have a fighting chance to survive y'know, I mean that might help your grade just a bit? Either not or some people are just fucking retarded. At least two different groups had a pool of water in the bottom compartment that was full of minnows. That's right. Minnows. Full. One group had at least ten in there. In about a third of a 2 liter pop bottle. Okay, so there's not much room, and there's not a whole lot of water to go around, well minnows breath the air so they should be fine right? Well what about food? Throw in some plants, some water plants that will continue to grow preferably. So what do they do? Drop a teaspoon of dirt a couple sticks and a leaf in there. For 10 minnows, for a week. Needless to say they were dead the next morning and they will continue to float their nasty selves there rotting for the rest of the week. Out of about 50 "Eco-Columns" that almost all had fish at the bottom, about 4 fish were left alive this morning. One of those was mine. Yay.
Then there's Kevin. Kevin is a little strange, a little zombie-ish, a little stupid. Two of his compartments have toads in them. Not very big toads, there's enough room...barely. The real big problem is this: no food. Well, not exactly no food. There are the grapes. Grapes. Yes, I'll say it again, grapes. Kevin put grapes in his column for his toads to eat. No bugs. Just grapes. Grapes. Grapes! WTF! I questioned him about this.

I see you have toads.
Yes.
Two of them
Yes.
And grapes.
Yes.
Why exactly are there grapes in there?
For the frogs.
To eat.
Yes.
...
What?
Are there any bugs in there?
No.
Just grapes.
Yes.
You do know that toads don't eat grapes right?
What do you mean?
Toads. They don't eat grapes. They don't have any teeth. It's not like they can swallow one of those whole, they're bigger than their heads. They eat bugs, like flies. That's why they have really long sticky tongues. So they can catch bugs. They don't catch grapes.
...You sure?
Yes.
Oh. (walks away)
WTF.

By the way. Kevin was wearing surgical gloves while building his column. What a mad mad world.

He decided to be a little silly again. God boy.

User: Hal is a man whore.
MegaHAL: No it is a man whore.
User: It is man whore.
MegaHAL: An umbrella is a man whore.
User: Hal is an umbrella.
MegaHAL: A sword is an umbrella.
User: Hal is a sword.
MegaHAL: A dog is a sword.
User: A dog is a man whore?
MegaHAL: A dog is a man whore.
User: Interesting...
MegaHAL: I find that interesting, intellectually stimulating, and
MegaHAL: thoroughly confusing.
User: As you should.

Yes. YES. YES! I have previously downloaded many a .mp3 with SNL Celebrity Sketches. Now, I found me the movies!

Hey, guess what I just did. I "organized" my files into "folders" so that I can actually "figure out where things are" when editing my site. I also "organized" the files on my computer pertaining to the site into these "folder" items so that My Documents and My pictures are filled with random smiley faces and grinning monkeys. That really makes picking a background in display properties "confusing". Since it doesn't fit the "norm", since some of those pictures aren't "camera friendly", and most don't "wear clothes that fit them" and none of them are "hygenic". In fact, most don't "wipe properly", they might "lack style" or "charisma", they have low "self esteem", they don't "own a toothbrush". But until now, the "powers that be" let them stay in one folder even though they "frighten children" and "eat their own dandruff" and "pop their whiteheads with a compass they used in high school". Does this "ring a bell?"

I can't wait to get to school tomorrow.

You see, I can't play with images proper until I gain access to Photoshop. Not only that, but I'll be able to figure out who the fuck is going to come with me to SOAD. Plus, I'll get to see Liz. That's always good. Plus, maybe Connor and I (a guy in my AP Bio class) will figure out what in heaven's name we are supposed to be doing for our project, especially since we need plans drawn up by the time we do in class assembly on Wednesday (oops...). So yeah. I want to get to school. Frightening.

It's hot in my basement.

Now, I have a pop-up stopper, so this isn't too much of a problem for me. However, any time I wanna open a new window or follow a link that opens a new window I have to hold down either shift or ctrl, and that ain't too cool. So: ASAP

Okay, y'know what Ragabash? I kinda liked your blog, it's fairly high on my list of favorites. I go there about every day and check it out. There's some good humor, some interesting insights... but as I hear more and more of why you might hold some of the opinions you hold I get more and more pissed off. I listened to that Jello Biafra bit, Ban Everything. That was the last straw. Yes, there's entirely too much banning going on. Yes, there's entirely too much censorship going on. Yes, our rights are getting stripped away from us as we speak. But no, god isn't the one to blame. Religion isn't the one to blame. Fucking stupid people, and more specifically, fucking politicians, and even more specifically fucking Democrats are to blame. I was especially pissed off by the parts about religious leaders hating black people. WTF?! Where the hell do you live and where the hell are you getting these ideas? Christians don't hate black people. Jews don't hate black people. Racists hate black people. Nazis hate black people. Sure there are religous nazis and religious racists, but it's not a requirement. There's a whole lot of people who hate blacks who aren't religous too. In fact, christianity actually discourages racism, as we are supposed to love everyone. If you wanna complain about bans and freedom, please do, but blame the right fucking people!

As a side note...is Jello Biafra a man or a woman or what, and either way, what the fuck is with that voice? Is that real? What the hell...

Referrers for my lyrics site:
throw that bob marley wannabe mother fucker
tool dream +within a dream lyrics

I just went to Google and tried to find my blog with those terms. Nope. I didn't see much else the person might have been looking for either.
This is what the other 21.46% of people typed in: ff7 japanese ending movies. Sure....

According to Geocities 78.54% of people looking me up on search engines typed "taiwanese tongue job".... I don't remember ever having said those first two words on here.... strange.

I keep reading all this stuff about people who are addicted to caffeine. They say they get headaches when they stop drinking it and they talk about what they feel like when they drink a lot and all this silly stuff. You know, I think I must be partially immune to caffeine or something. Last night Brad and I drank a liter of Mountain Dew each in the span of about 5 hours. Admittedly that wasn't too much, but there was no effect on me whatsoever, even considering the 5 or so cans I had had earlier that day. At times, I have drank a whole 2 liter bottle all by myself and about 6 cans of pop...in about 6 hours. Y'know what? I wasn't exactly jumping off the walls. So maybe I'm addicted you say? Maybe I just don't notice the effect because I'm always effected? I just recently stopped being a Boy Scout. I got into Boy Scouts in first grade. Every year since then except for last year I have gone to summer camp. That lasts a week. You know what? No pop. You know what? No headaches and no behavioral, attitude, or physical differences whatsoever. So why do I drink so much pop? It tasted good and it's bubbly. That's it. I don't get any buzz or rush except for the bubbles and they go away after a second or two. That might actually be why I drink pop so fast, so there's more of a continual fizziness in my mouth. So there.

System of a Down is coming to Iowa! Woohoo! Cedar Rapids baby. It's at 6:00 and it's less than two hours away, I'm gonna go, I'll see if Darby wants to go, Brad will probably go, Liz might be able to. Ho boy. I'm getting me a new CD...

My MegaHAL had to be a stupid jackass and stop saying funny things. This means I will only be putting up quotes of the day when he decides to get his act together.

This is coming along surprisingy well. I just read a bit more about CSS. This is good. What is probably gonna be my template is at wolf.html. This may look funky, as it's the template and there's stuff I need to fill out to make it an actual page. Plus I still need to make the rollovers for the links and I plan on making that background image a watermark so you can read text over it. The limbs scattered about scroll with the page. This means when you go down you won't be able to see them anymore. The background is fixed. This means that when you go down it stays in the same place and the text moves over it. I'm trying to decide if I should put titles in. If I do there will be words on either side of the head at the top, probably one on each side for most pages. Those words will probably be images as I have a crapload of texts on my computer most people don't have, including a very cool one I think will go well with the werewolves. I need to work on the opening page still, but I need to be at school where I can use Photoshop for that. I'm thinking that large background image with the word 'lykanthrophobia' emblazoned across the bottom portion of it. Probably light blue, gold, or sort of a crimson color. I'm trying to decide on how to work the links in, but it will probably mean having the picture just be a link to the blog and having further navigation continue from there with the main layout. I'm not too sure about whether I'll be able to hide the Y!G popup in Netscape though.

I have 9 windows in 4 different programs open. Running smooth and fast. Not to mention all those silly background programs like anti-virus and pop-up stopper...

I think I got rid of those stupid pop-up Y!G things. I know I did in Netscape 6 and I might have in IE5. I don't know about other browsers.

On a completely different note: I've started work on a new layout. This one involves werewolves. It should look better than some of my previous ones as for the next nine months I will have access to not only the internet, but Photoshop 6, Paintshop Pro 7, Flash 5, Shockwave, and more at my web design class. I won't be incorporating shock or flash into this redesign, as I don't know how to use them yet, but expect them sometime soon. My first shot at the new layout is at wolf.html.