2003-09-21 - 7:22 p.m.

There's a slightly longer entry just behind this one. Check it out, if you would like, it was written on Friday night.

(I'm not really sure if it is longer though, as I am writing this intro before I write the rest of the entry.)

So I did end up going to the Amazing Luggage Girl's party, much to my surprise and ended up having a good time.

One highlight of the night: A room full of us screaming Smith's "Rock and Roll Nigger."

Once again, I am at the 'rents' house right now, finishing up some dinner. It is a little after seven so I will have to motor out to poetry soon.

Ryk's feature.

Mmmm... roast Ryk.

The good news is, deals have been struck that will permit me a good deal more leeway in the spending funds dept. Good thing, that means I can go out for beers and not go hungry.

I have a paper due on Wednesday and I have no freaking idea how I am going to print it.

Hell, I'm not even certain what I am going to say in it. I will probably start it tonight when I get home.

I'll need to figure out tomorrow if there is a comp lab at skool.

And I need to find my missing CDs too. God, I have a huge pile of crap to go through downstairs and everytime I come over here, I don't go down there. I am intimidated by it.

This just in: The Invader Zim episodes I had stored on this computer maybe missing. (NO!)

Err, wait a mo, I found them. I will have to come over sometime and burn them onto a CD.

mmm... Game Slave 2...

RealPLayer sucks.

Otherwise, well, it is back to work and school tomorrow. Oh dear lord. I was talking with a coworker and we were saying how burnt out we get working 40 hrs a week. If we could manage, say 32 or 30 hrs, that would be fucking rock. My job doesn't really wear on me till about 2 hrs before I have to leave. Next month, when I am working on Sundays, I will tell you how the weekends work, and it is the SuX0r.

Thank god for Tuesday night with the guys. It is almost sad to say, but I look forward to Tuesday nights more than any other night. They really keep me going.

So this entry was longer than I expected it to be. Oh well, ha ha, joke is on YOU 'cause you read through it! Sucker. You owe my five bucks. Or not. If everyone who read this far gave me five bucks I'd be up to my ears in deer. Maybe a fin. Everyone who read this far can give me a fin. Maybe not, as I would probably not get shark fins, and they are the only ones that are good for soup. I'd ask for some dough or some bread, but that isn't any good without any soup...

I know, everyone who read this far can spot me five clams. Five clams casino. Take me out to the Boyton.

The only trouble is finding the time. Damn, this semester, with me working and school 3 nights is going to be tough.

L8R

-Jesse