oh man i feel like crap, plus i still have to go to work and apologize to someone for them having read that i called them a fatass. at least i'm happy.

i finally figured out how to get my wireless network card to work with windows xp. yippeee. i can look at porn on the internet while sitting on the toilet again.

i wish i could bottle that feeling you get when you've solved a perplexing problem thats been eating away at your sanity for the past few days. all is good now.

this is what happens when timmy has too much to drink. he gets sleepy.

bbq 2 days in a row. yum. happy.

its hard to believe that i was once that little. my biggest worries at the time were whether i'd freeze up on stage during a piano recital and whether i would trip and fall afterwards.

test. does this work?