May. 6th, 2004
Pat said he was going to be online today, and was not. Now, I am forced to entertain myself.
This has been slow going. I've been reading LJ, but no one's posting; no one's on MSN; I can only read so often about the torture of the Iraqi prisoners before my faith in humanity plummets (and after some of the comments on the conservative community on the topic, wondering why I had faith in humanity to begin with). Oh, and there's always the argument with the religious guy on Stupid Evil Bastard's forums about why I don't believe in God...
Oh! I was going to check explodingdog.com! I'd forgotten what triggered a desire to check out a webpage... I think I saw an icon and decided to go see if there were new updates. And then promptly forgot.
Still none of mine. Oh well. Explodingdog makes me sad.
Designs on the White House promises to provide me hours of amusement this month. Pat might be able to submit designs for me, so I'm tempted to enter...
This has been slow going. I've been reading LJ, but no one's posting; no one's on MSN; I can only read so often about the torture of the Iraqi prisoners before my faith in humanity plummets (and after some of the comments on the conservative community on the topic, wondering why I had faith in humanity to begin with). Oh, and there's always the argument with the religious guy on Stupid Evil Bastard's forums about why I don't believe in God...
Oh! I was going to check explodingdog.com! I'd forgotten what triggered a desire to check out a webpage... I think I saw an icon and decided to go see if there were new updates. And then promptly forgot.
Still none of mine. Oh well. Explodingdog makes me sad.
Designs on the White House promises to provide me hours of amusement this month. Pat might be able to submit designs for me, so I'm tempted to enter...
The way we weren't:
May. 6th, 2004 11:30 pmInvent a memory of me and post it in the comments. It can be anything you want, so long as it's something that's never happened. Then post this in your journal so that people can invent memories for you.
(Courtesy of Stupid Evil Bastard, with whom I convinced the Pope that Michelangelo was a hack and that the Sistine Chapel should be repainted)
(Courtesy of Stupid Evil Bastard, with whom I convinced the Pope that Michelangelo was a hack and that the Sistine Chapel should be repainted)