so i am looking for headbands, and you would think that it would be something easy to find on the internet, uh…no. i get 750 matches and half are headphones and the other half is hairbands. at least there were no hair bands, even though i love butt rock.
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Archive for April, 2002
Vintage AxBlog. Man I’m stupid.
more and more frequently, when i’m in public restrooms i find myself checking to see if the corners are clean.
i would be a pirate. but the man has spoken otherwise, yet saved by mik and his wonderlishious wireless.
sometimes a thing just… clicks.
sometimes, while i’m working on a project things just fall into place as if i’m being guided by some eternal cosmic being flooding my synapses with purest white light, and all is harmony.
yeah buddy. that’s just not been happening.
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managed to snag Photoshop 7.0. at least i’m honest about being a pirate.
yarrrr.
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decided on a book to follow TYoRaS: Kiln People by David Brin. The guy who wrote The Postman, which was adapted (some say unfortunately) to a Kevin Costner film. It seems to be ok… basically a book about a future where people are cloned for recreational/work purposes. their clones die at the end of each day, and their memories are loaded into the original… basically, people live each day multiple times. I’ll let you know how it turns out.
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we are blades of grass
we are cracks in the earth
ishwar aik hai
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east is west. orient is occident. up is down.
death is life.
