<jimmyish> sektie: you're just jelous becuase you can't use your brests to fly like a helicopter ! :) <Cuchulain> jimmyish: ahh, is that how you get to uni so quickly <jimmyish> fuck you too punk
September 2003 Archives
The menu for dinner tonight:
string cheese
granola bar
Nerds rope
Mountain Dew
Those of you who know me (or who have read back in my lj) know that I hold certain beliefs about the operating system a male runs, and how it pertains to relationships and physical attributes. It's been joked about that I should write a paper on the subject, but honestly my experience just isn't enough. I need more geek girl (or guy) opinions. I just want to hear about experiences you have had with the opposite sex (or same sex, if that's your thing) and what OS he/she ran. You can either shoot an email off to me, or just reply in the rant section of this post.
I finally got around to buying a new access point. It's a DLink AirPlus Extreme 802.11g, or something like that. I hate DLink, but it was a good price and I knew it would work with my Aiport card. I'm getting pretty good speeds from it so far, too.
Also, I updated the site (in case you are blind). The buttons are now non-retarded, and the About link has misc facts about me. I felt kinda odd with all these people viewing the page that had never even met me. Do you have any idea how many people search for 'sektie pics' on google? It's so creepy. The Internet is a scary place. If you're going to stalk me, I do request that you stop sending me dead animals. Instead I prefer gifts such as gift certificates to Barnes & Nobles, Best Buy, CompUSA, and Victoria's Secret. Thanks!
How terribly uneventful. I started my birthday at work, I ended it at work. In between work, I slept, coded, and ate a piece of cheesy bread from pizza hut. My stomache was too upset to do much more than that. Chad got me flowers and came home from work half an hour early, which was sweet. I didn't really expect him to. He usually doesn't think of things like that (flowers and such). Nathan gave me a hug and told me happy birthday. He's so adorable. I rented a few DVD's to take to work with me, and that's it.
I'm not sure what I was expecting. Nothing, I guess. I didn't really want my birthday to happen because it's supposed to be something you celibrate, and I just didn't have the time nor inclination this year. Is that what it means to grow old? Birthdays become just another day, but they feel like they are supposed to be more, which makes them all that much more desolate? You new people that started reading and don't know me - I'm not actually 18. I'm a bit older than that, though not by too terribly much.
I think I'm just getting burnt out. When all I do is work, sleep, and code, life gets boring pretty quick. I want to travel. I need to get out and do something. There's no time, though. Too much work, too many reponsibilities. Bloody hell. People think my life is so freaking perfect because Chad and I make more than a decent salary at both of our jobs. Just because I'm young and I have money doesn't mean I don't have the obligations that suck it all away. Medical bills, Nathan, saving up to buy a house, rent...it doesn't leave as much as you'd think.
What I wouldn't do for a vacation. Something away from the computers, away from the people I see and/or talk to every day. Some place where I can lay back, get drunk, acknowledge that our world does in fact have a sun, and not think once about the new c algorithms book I'm reading, or the servers being down, or bandwidth charges, or email. Wow, I would really love to forget all about email. And I need one soooo bad. Seriously, I have started having dreams about gtk coding. When I'm in that place between being asleep and awake, I start to freak out thinking that I am not going to be allowed to open my eyes unless I figure out the answer to some unknown problem that has something to do with code.
_breakdown_
Note to self: check all piercings before yanking quilt off to get out of bed.
happy 18th birthday to me!!
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