Okay, so Jack and I are finished working on our goddamn, peice-of-shit wireless network [which rarely works right], and we’re chillin downtown. We got some grub at Phantom Canyon [good stuff!], then headed over to the Perk for the now-traditional after food jolt of caffiene.

So we’re standing there, getting our espresso-laden drinks, when I go to get my stamp card. Yup, that stamp card, the one that is between the stamp card box and the lid that it sits in. [ you know how you put the lid, upside down, under a box so that the box is on top of the inside of the lid? right. just like that] Anywho, I go to get my card, and it’s gone. Yup, some self-serving bitch took my fucking card. It had a bunch of stamps on it, too.

I even saved the 3 normal-coffee stamps that someone else got on there when they used my card. I saved those three goddamn blue stamps, even when I had to switch cards because I filled it up … I just kept carrying those blue ones, which weren’t mine, over. Why? Because I respected whoever it was that was using my card. But, apparently, the typical human populace does not have such respect. Why, I ask again? Because they stole my goddamn card! I have stored my oft-used stamp cards between that box and lid for MONTHS now, and some asshole had to ruin it. I must say that it was by far the most interesting part of my day.

Oh, that, and I got to wave my arms, my body and a 6 foot long antennae from the top of the Holly Sugar Building to Craig today when he drove by. That was pretty cool. On the agenda tonight? A movie with Master Ha-Reed and hopefully some righteous partyin!

I have no idea what to post about though. Here’s a couple quick updates … quit my job at Gateway on monday … had a very, very tiring long day yesterday, had a mediocre day today … really haven’t done much, to be honest. I’d like to do something, but, of course, there isn’t much happening during the week. Yep, I could tell the long tale about the job-quitting in typical randal style, but I really don’t feel up to it. There are a ton of things I’d like to say, but they are, for the most part, quite offensive, and I have no desire to go around ruffling people’s feathers … other than that, the typical things still hold true … I’d like some more money, I’d like a girl [:-)], my truck still runs extremely well [did I just say that?], my mom sucks, my dad is super-great, and is back from hunting — deerless … and … yup that’s about it.

I’m thinking I’ll update with something that isn’t drunken rambling about anthrax. Mind you, though, that anthrax really isn’t something to joke about. Some guy here at the office was joking about licking a letter … it was quite poor taste :-/

My weekend was good. Not really a whole lot behind that, just too much happened. I read a lot of Atlas Shrugged last night. Sure, it’s taken me freaking months to finish the book, but now that it’s gotten to the good part, it’s going really fast … 90 pages last night, 260 pages on thursday night — almost done. Incredibly good book, even if it’s all about senseless promotion of self. Hey! That’s me! w0OoooooOOo! Honestly though, I suggest that everybody grab a copy of Fountainhead, read it, then read Atlas Shrugged. The first is a good read, the second is just damn good.

One thing that strikes me at this particular moment is how Rand harps on the fact that the only insurmountable task/feeling/event/emotion/attitude/thought is indifference. How true. See, if someone actually cares about something, even in the most miniscule amount, that person is able to be reasoned with, to be communicated with; a person who is 100% indifferent will do neither. Being a rather friendly person, I find it quite difficult to deal with, and usually leave such things alone to sort themselves out. Oddly enough, that doesn’t work as well as one would think.

seriosus. am sofuckin gdrunk.A t least I am not having antrahx. that atntahx shit si bad fucking news. The pizza gu did not have anthrax. lukcily. but, he did noth ave james’s credit card number. which was bad. becaseue he had to takehis car back to the pizza opalce to get the slip, and to make sure tht he did not have anthrax[again]. hahhaaa. Thank god that Tony hs not puked yet. I hpe he does not puke. he has hm oo hard liquiero, hence he should not puke. only beer — i will not puek he says.

james says that he honry, single, and does onot have anthrax. hence he is a pricme candidate for havinga s honey hook up with him. fuck you tony. mu spellin gis fine. fuck you again. you and your anbthrax can suck my fat cock you bithc. james says that he needs somedick suking even though he is not disesse ridden or gay. Craig just got back from work, and he is talking o rwas talking to cosome chick, who’se screnname I forgot, but she is a potheaD, and does not have anthrax either, I think. the screen on the tv is fucking awesome. it has somew hack white shit with aomse shwirls. Fuck and shit. FUck you again. You have anthrax, and are a bad hard-liuor alcoholic. yous cukc. he wants to type. so here is his sentence::::yeap,i’m drunk,ate too much pizza, and i’m on like my eighth — errr, 12th beer, and no signs of puking because of antrhax related pizza delivery mofos, and on that note, here’s randal. oh yeah, and my spelling is better than randal’s, ha ha ha….

ok, kurt and ray are back. fro racing rays’ car.nray’s car is the shit. and kurt fucking rox. nno antrhax here. they are aweeom.e …. I hope everyone is having a good time. good noight to my peepze!

Update It turns out that eh fucking shit on the tv over heare at the pad is the shit. it is quite pobssibley the best circle of light ia have ever seen . fucking w3rd. no anrax or anythin here. w3rd fucking up to my peepz.e again. tore, we need to get our shit together and do something. sma ething to matt. and w3rd to emily — even though she mya be cool and shit, we need to do something! fuck that osama anthrax! w3rd!

Apparently Rush Limbaugh, the boisterous political analyst, has lost 100% of his hearing in both ears. His site, rushlimbaugh.com, has his comments on this as well as his plans. I don’t know if his career will continue, but in all honesty, this country needs more people who are willing to give in-depth analysis of political happenings, liberal or conservative.

On a completely different note, if you do a google search for rand0m, this page comes up as number one. That makes me feel really special. w0ot! That’s all so far … more as it comes down the pike.

Update: I’m going to have to say it again … [no, not that gateway sucks, even though I’m sure that’s coming …] Wireless is amazingly great and sucky at the same time. When it works, it’s fucking tight. however, that’s the trick — making it work. [sigh]

Okay, so it’s monday, you know, so I thought I’d update some stuff. There’s now a search feature on the left, comment dates are now perma-links, and a new mp3 of the week, as well as new updates in goals/plans. Also, the US only hit Afghanistan with 50 missiles this time around … we hit Iraq with over 2,000 missiles the first time around. All tacticle, no real big boys yet, either.

For all you slobbering men, here’s a page of hotttties — not done up models, just hot normal chicks. w3rd.

Here’s a post from a couple months back … I was quite amused when I read it.
On another note, I was thinking about Gila monsters today. What exactly do those guys do? Sit on rocks all day? Just sit there, sunning themselves, occasionally flicking their tongue … I can see it now … “Sonny, I’ve been sitting here for 20 years waiting for one of those Hooo – maaans to but their unbooted foot right in front of me. And let me tell you, as soon as it happens, I’m going to bite him.” At least they have some nice coloring.

Went out late last night with Laura and sat at Old Chicago and just talked for a couple hours. It was really weird … zero pretense, just straight up how things are. No covering up of anything, no tender topics, just good conversation. It was good. I am glad I had the opportunity to do it again [for once]. Indeed, she is not a nut case, but she does wear too much pink. 😉

Went to church with my mom this morning. That was lame. I also realized that she either A) has problems or B) does not talk to people at all. It’s a 25 minute drive to where we went, and she yammered on and on the whole way, and I replied with maybe 6 words the whole way. Four of which were in one sentence. So she just talked and talked and talked, and I wanted to ask her if she ever shuts up, but I didn’t. Too nice to do that to my mom. Anywho, church was blah, and then on the way home, we heard the news on the radio —

CNN — U.S. attacks Afghanistan. The United States and Britain launched attacks on at least three cities in Afghanistan on Sunday in retaliation for the terrorist attacks on New York and Washington on September 11, President Bush said. I am glad that action is being taken, and am relieved in the knowledge that it is with the utmost confidence that the United Nations strikes at the Taliban.

Yea, so I tried to jazz up my saturday night by making the post title up there kind of match the song that goes just like that. Indeed, this saturday night is suck. I slept forever today … till like 4:45pm. Woke up, called around to see what people are doing … and of course, there is nothing. Tony is out of town, James is going clubbing, and craig & co are all baked out of their minds. This makes for not-so-much-fun for me on a saturday night. I think I’ll just stay home. Maybe. I might go somewhere. Don’t know where. Maybe I’ll smoke a cigarrette. Maybe I’ll jump off a tall building.

Haven’t quit Gateway, and I have resolved not to. I really need the money. I went through my financial status again, and although I have paid off the $2k to the bank, and paid off the $1.2k to the Stafford Loan people, I still have ~$650 of credit cards running about as well as ~$1.5k to my parents. Plus, I want to prepay my semester at wherever I go. So .. I still need about $5k before the end of the year. So, unless I turn up the heat on web design, or HPI lands a massive contract, I will stick with Gateway. Even though I hate it. I can’t afford to quit.

I’m just tired of so much, and so sick of so much. It’s weird … in high school, the faster things went the happier I was. Now, things go fast like once every 3 weeks. And that’s a lot to handle. You know what’s sick? I wish I had more personal time so I could have things move faster because I like the ‘go’ mentality a lot. It fits me. My life right now does not. :-/

Okay, so I told Gateway that I was “sick” *cough*cough* and took the night off from work. I had originally intended to just quit, but instead I went up and saw Steve in Denver. It was really good to spend time with him 😀 I fixed his DSL, we ate at Macaroni Grill, and he kicked my ass at Madden 2002. Quite an enjoyable time.

On the way home, I did some more reflection, and realized that, indeed, the whole meeting with the ex was not a waste. Waste is a bad word. Pointless? Mostly. Worthless? Kinda — she does have breasts, so it wasn’t all bad. Would I meet her again today with the same circumstances if I had the opportunity? Nope. Feels weird to say that. Sure, she’s still a nice girl, and even though I care and often think about how she’s doing, it’s very much removed — I care, but not enough to the point where I want to get involved. Even though I do want to be involved, it’s not going to happen. huh …. I digress …

Do you guys like multiple short posts or one long, *updated* post? Also thinking about moving it to a news “Day” basis, instead of individual posts. I hope everything goes well, Tony — everyone have a good day.

** Update ** I am actually feeling ill. My nose is running live a sive and I have a massive headache. Kind of tough to keep staring at computer screens. I wonder if that has anything do with it — I look at monitors for like 16 hours a day. ugh. Update #2 I called in sick to Gateway again [hAHahAhaha] … if anyone wants to do anything lemme know … I’m up for a light engagement …