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Saturday, May 31, 2003
My monitor is fuct with a capital 'F'. I mistakenly left it on for a good 8 hours after I fell asleep. The screen saver didn't kick in (probably cause I have it turned off... silly me), and so now I've got a funked up colour scheme. I get ghosting images everytime I open up a folder, and the colours are all washed out. It's actually not unlike watching tv with rabbit ears. So this blows more than your average 95th street hooker.

I'll admit, I'm stupid for leaving the monitor on, and even more so for not having an active screen saver... but stupidity runs amongst even the top of the intelligencia food chain. Check out this dude. Afraid of SARS, so he double masks it. But apparently emphyzema, esophageal/lung cancer, and the prospect of breathing through a tracheotomy doesn't scare him.



As the Refreshments song goes, "Everybody knows, that the world is full of stupid people..."



Thursday, May 29, 2003
I've got nothing to bitch about tonight, and nothing even remotely interesting to tell you about. Congratulations, you've just wasted 10 seconds of your time reading this (or maybe a minute if you read slow) . I'm feeling about as uninspired as a Steven Seagal movie... how about you go do something productive and infinitely more entertaining - fire up Kazaa and search for some porn or something.



Monday, May 26, 2003
Rheanna called me up and asked me to go to a concert yesterday. Okay. The band? Covenant. Alright, never heard of em. Let's go. Silly me, didn't ask what kind of music, didn't ask how much. Just said ok. I discover something is amiss when we get to Richards on Richards, and as we're standing in line, I notice I'm the only guy wearing jeans and a t-shirt. Everyone else was dressed all goth - black shiny pleather skirts, ripped fishnet stockings, Matrix-ish trenchcoats, chains, spikes, and a piercing in every piece of visible anatomy. And those were the guys! Frick. I felt like a trekkie at a star wars convention! The concert ended up being pretty cool though, even if these "underground industrial" bands sounded an awful lot like bad '80s techno to my untrained ears. Before you dismiss them as goth crap, give em a try. Just remember to dress like it's halloween...