So, you want to hear somethin'?

      8/2/01 - So I haven't written in a while. Sue me already. I've got a life, damnit. Or at least it's nice to pretend I do. Most of it involves waiting for people to come home from work so I can pester them in one way or another. It's as good a living as I need.

      There's nothing new here, really. The bar is still the bar, I know because I've been there a couple of times in the past week or two. My cousin is still my cousin. He's one of the people I'm waiting to bother right now. Damn people and their jobs. Speaking of, I should find out tomorrow about mine. You know the one. Oh, wait, no you don't. That's with good reason, though, I don't need anyone asking me about it. Once I get one, I'll let you people know. You wonderful, gracious fans of mine. Or maybe you aren't, you just thought that this was the pictures. Well, you're mistaken.

      Got the DSL hook up now. It's nice to download songs, that's for damn sure. Now I just need to get myself a FPS, and I'll be good to go. For those of you who don't have a clue, that's the games where you run around and shoot your friends. Yeah, those. Needless to say, I've been the tech support here at the house for everything. Had to set up all the new mail accounts, as well as the software and the lines. What a pain in the boot. It's all good, though, feel like I'm contributing to an actual household or something. Craziness.

      As you've probably already been able to establish (unless you're still wondering where the pictures are), I don't have a damn thing in my head right now. Life just keeps going, and I'm just going with it. I'm off to the beach this weekend, unless there's WW3 or something. With my luck. That's about how my life is working right now. I don't know what I'm doing tomorrow, but I know that it'll be fun. If not, I'll make it fun. Or I'll just get all pissy. I quit smoking again. I'm on to four days now. That and I've had two visits to the bar and been able to resist the temptation. Things just make your mouth taste like ass anyway. Yeah, that's my reason.

      The house is trashed right now, too. I'm usually pretty picky, and will clean at least once wherever I'm staying at, but never mind. The kitchen is a disaster. It's in the early stages of being remodeled, so there's no hope. Missing tiles, half the counter is gone, and the wall has a huge hole in it. It'll look good in about a month or so, but it's wrecked. The floor has paint all over it from the doors and doorjambs. Is that how you spell that? I don't know. Well, the carpet is all coming up anyway, so therefore it's not a concern. The patio my pops was building out back is done, though. Looks damn good.

      Ok, I'm going to quit filling too much of your time. Not like there's much substance to this whole bit anyway. It's just for all of those who were concerened I would never write again. No need. I've got too much stuff to write about, no matter how much babble, to stop. But....go back to your life.

I've got all my old rants catalogued, so if you wanna read some of my old stuff, click HERE to see 'em.