by Matt | Oct 11, 2001 | Imported Entry
Hello there…
Well, after a wonderful night of Chinese food, relaxing and watching Enemy at the Gates I’m feeling pretty good… well, to be truthful, I’m feeling really “weird” this morning. I don’t quite no why. I think it’s an odd combination of tired, caffinated, and worrying. Has anyone else ever been “selectivly jumpy” as I’m going to call it. Basically meaning that you’re “out of it” sometimes and when you’re not, you’re really jumpy and nervous. Maybe it’s one of those things where I could go back to sleep, let my body figure out what the hell it’s doing, and wake up feeling “right” again. But, as a simpler explination, I think I’m just worried about my photo assignment. I don’t have it done and I’m not “inspired” to do it and I don’t really like the subject of the assignment. Poop. Oh well. What can ya do?
Anyway, tonight is dance lessons, and that should make me feel better. Unless of course we’re doing the Marengay (sp?) which I hate and there’s too many people there. Then I’ll be disappointed. But I’m crossing my fingers. Also, tomorrow, Lauren and I are planning on going to Hilton Head SC. A nifty little place filled with outlet stores (and hopefully things for me to photograph).
Oh, and this is random… but check this out and give me feedback. I’m thinking about simplifing the page a tad. I’m open to suggestions.
Later.
Current Mood: Weird 
by Matt | Oct 10, 2001 | Imported Entry
-random-
usb hubs should power themselves, wtf?
I have very little homework at the moment.
I am being random. sorry.
I want a new camera.
thanks for the movable type suggestion Chris, it’s definatly a possibility, but goddamn the install sucks ass.
I’m going to eat Chinese food tonight. Yum.
I wish I was in Boston, drinking warm cidar on the steps of Quincy Market.
-end randomness-
by Matt | Oct 9, 2001 | Imported Entry
Updates:
Chip updated his main page along with some journal entries.
Dave seems to be feeling better, I think?
Chris of course updates as much as I do.
Claire is off to Rochester.
Bix went to the Rodeo.
Jason got a new-ish car.
PVD is playing at Liquified THIS thursday, not next thursday. SHIT!
AND Deep Dish is playing the following Friday but I’d have to be 21. SHIT AGAIN!
So much web, so little time…
by Matt | Oct 9, 2001 | Imported Entry
Woot! Winamp 3 Beta 1. Rock!!!
You probably won’t see any of this for a while either… Blogger is flakier than pie crust and someone broke the “posting” cgi script. Yippee. I don’t like Live Journal and I tried EditThisPage and it was ok, but does anyone know any other options?
by Matt | Oct 9, 2001 | Imported Entry
I desided to play a little CS. I got to the sever and saw that more than half the players had names like “Arab Killer” or “Bin Lauden” or “DieAmericansDie”. I left, after banning them all of course. Goddamn idiots. Insensitive and immature. Well, I personally will not tolorate that shit on our server. I can only assume the rest of the guys feel the same. But I’ll ban anyone instantly without warning for shit like that… I’m just not in the mood. Fuck’em.
Current Mood: Aggrivated

PS: Sorry bout the obsenities.
PPS: Those are counter terrorist icons. just to point out.
by Matt | Oct 9, 2001 | Imported Entry
Well, I was wrong, my lamp wasn’t due till Thursday. Oh well, now I don’t have to worry about it. I also got out of my 3:00 class early and was home by 3:30. Hurrah! So, here I sit. Pete’s become addicted to BeJeweled and Jason is playing SWAT 3, and I’m trying to think up something to do. I know there are things I should be doing, but I don’t have the urge to do them. I’m ahead in two of my classes and merely need to shoot film for the third. Also, Lauren is going to a lecture tonight so we won’t be able to hang out. All of this leaves me here with nothing to do tonight, which is good in some respects. I think I might play with some web pages. Who knows. At any rate, its been an easy day, which is a welcome change from the norm. Later.
Current Music: Sum 41 – Rhythms & Ani Difranco – Out of Habit
Current Mood: tired 
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