Who the hell designed this new abortion of a website? How the hell do you market porn with a frilly pink website that looks like a 12 year old girls diary? The front page is hilariously bad. Just look at all the stupid quotes, theres not even enough room for an entire sentence. Why bother posting a snippet of an interview on the front page when you don't even leave enough room for it to make sense? Of course, I can see why they did it... it was obviously to make room for extra snazzy border graphics to make the page look like its made of ripped shreds of paper and scotch tape which makes it totally classy. If Clippy (the microsoft help thing) could see the new site design I bet he would show the pink paperclip under my avatar a good time.

And how about that chat room? Totally worth not having a chat for 6 months or whatever right? Pffft. Here's a hint for the programmers: if your chat room app uses a gig of ram plus 3 gigs of virtual memory just to display the text chat, you might want to look into getting a new job.

Look I bought a hookah!

I was thinking I should paint it 8 shades of pink and put little strips of scotch tape and ripped paper to make it alternative.

I'm planning a trip to BC, Canada, for two reasons mainly: to see what the fuss is about the weed, and plot my daring evacuation of the country to escape the reprocussions of the Iran war while getting free air conditioning, courtesy of latitude.

Oh, and fuck working

....still smokin....

So I was running low on space on my desktop, so I ordered a new hard drive... I installed it, it worked fine. Then I tried to merge two partitions on my old drive, got an error message, and lost my entire "permanent storage" partition. All my music, research papers, movies, and programs I've collected within the last 5 YEARS are gone. 400ish albums, old software that I can't buy or steal anymore. How ironic is that, I buy more hard drive space only to delete everything off my old 120gb drive. I gave up trying to recover everything today. Its gone forever.

But fucking Guiness kicks ass.

Also finished building my plane today, going out to Balboa park tomorrow to give it a good first crashing. I'm thinking about retro-fitting a bigger motor on it... about twice the size of the one now. Not that I need more power... I mean, I haven't even flown it yet.

I also have other things I can't mention that make me extremely happy. Today wasn't bad at all, for one that involved work and catastrophic data loss.

One last illegal beer

I just got the biggest fucking desk ever. I think I may have to get rid of my TV to make room. But god damn, it kicks ass I can just sit in the middle and be surrounded by computers and desk space. I know it doesn't sound like a big deal but when your classes revolve around drawing parts, its definitely a plus.

OMG OMG 4/20 lolz

April 20 pisses me off... 4:20 is a time of day, not a date once a year. People that smoke because its April 20 are like people that only go to church for Easter. 4:20 comes twice a day, 730 times a year. Fucking posers.

"When a true genius appears in the world you may know him by this sign: that all the dunces are in confederacy against him." -Jonathan Swift

I've got to stop trying to give people advice. People don't like to hear the truth, and trying to help them is like beating your head against the wall. I've got to stop talking, nod and smile, and wish them the best. Its just that its so hard...

Oh, and those last two entries were me rambling after a two day meth binge. I had this great idea to write a book. I also declared myself to be an all-knowing presence of marijuana, etc... I just wasn't going to make you read two tweaked out essays to figure it out.

Nevermind