I'm starting to feel better now. Which is good. I think. Yeah, it is. A couple of days and I'll be good as new.

But not a whole lot going on. Let's see.

I went on napster for the first time in a while and look at the friendly guy I bumped into:

Nice.

When people try to download from me on napster they get "remotely queued" but it's not my fault. It's napster that does it, don't know why. So this guy obviously thought I was blocking him. I would've explained what was wrong and helped him if he'd been civil. But ya kno, when someone calles me a bastard I just don't feel like helping them tap into my mp3 supply. He kinda lost his chances from the first sentence there.

My Internet Explorer is being a selfish fucking bastard. It keeps crashing. It's almost every session now. Can't remember the last time I've turned off the computer without having had a crash or two. I guess I should reinstall windows or something. Upgrade IE. But I can't, I won't. I'll just screw it up more.. waaaaaah. I like whining.

I watched Amistad last night as my "I'm sick and I'll go to bed early but I can't sleep" movie. It wasn't bad for a horror flick. Aaah haha. It was a bit too epic for me. But I'm easily moved so it moved me. And I'm a sucker for Morgan Freeman. Take an uninspired thriller and put him in and I'll love it. He rocks my socks.

Someone sign the guestbook. Please. Anyone. Say anything. No one signed it wednesday and I'm starting to think no one will sign it today either. Have you all abandoned me? Don't you realize I need guestbook entries to survive. I'm sick, I need your support more than ever.. Don't make me beg (more). Because you know I will. And we don't want to upset the elite.

I want a spanish guitar like that. I'd play it all the time.

Yeah.

I think I'm going to retire to bed now. Watch a movie again. Rest. Relax. Contemplate the inner mechanisms of the universe. And chicks.

You know, the usual stuff...

G'night, chicks and you other people

np: pumpkins - for martha (980731)