24 January 00
changes, changes, changes, Changes! All around me! AAAA!
The psychic hostility of my apartment caused me to ask the friendly desk lady at the area desk to help me find an empty room nearby. This morning she found one, so I’m moving all my crap about a minute away. I’m sure one of my roommates is going to break out the party keg and celebrate my disappearance, but I don’t care; I’ve already told him what he can go do. Quick note: If you’re any of the perhaps two people who read this page and actually call or visit me, be wary that my phone number, IP address, and mailling address will change.
The work atmosphere may be changing. We’re getting a new full-time staff person to (I guess) help me do what I do without being asked - work on the webpages. This should be mighty painful. I hate watching people work on webpages. It’s like watching somebody on the “Millionare” show. I know they are coding themselves into a not very professional-looking oblivion, but I am powerless to stop them. … I just realized none of that made sense, but this may well be one of my longest updates, so I do not care. Skip to before the aimless chatter - the other change is that we will temporarily only have me doing all the dirty work for the college computing services. Get better, $#%*@&! (please).
I am pondering scanning a number of my screwy cartoons for posting on my webpage. Slappy seriously deserves the index page honors. If you need to know why, I’ll be happy to tell you. Maybe I need to start a portfolio-style thing on my webpage. I could post photos of black-and-white cracks in the sidewalk and a picture of a pencil in a garbage can. People will flock to my website and declare me the most-artsiest-type person alive. I will rule the world with my random attempts at photographing my thumb point-blank. And I will move all my stuff to a page like www.betterthanyouartperson.com . And lo, I will win daily awards of online publishing and will retire at 21 and learn to like fishing.