Whoa! Didja get the numbers off that truck?!?


August 12, 2003 - 8:05 p.m.

I feel compelled

To write, but nothing to write about.

I installed a brand new 40 gig hard drive in CB’s computer. Smooth as silk, quiet and fast too. He won’t know what hit him. His old drive was loaded with crap: spybots, bloated cache and other assorted maladies. And then it just up and died.

Today is Son1’s girlfriend’s birthday. I like her, she seems sweet and she’s nice to me. I think that as Son1 gets better, he attracts a better type of woman. He’s come a long way in the past two years. He used to complain that he didn’t know anyone in my area, but this job he’s got introduced him to a lot of them. There’s a steady stream of visitors around here.

I got to know the kid across the street. He’s about 23 and aimless. He has a good heart though, he just doesn’t know what he wants to be when he grows up. Meanwhile he has a steady stream of cute girls coming to visit him. I like to watch them climb the stairs…

Son2 is off with his friends doing who knows what.

That’s a lot of nothing to write about.







the last one -*- the next one


Current Terr Alert Level
Terror Alert Level
OMG, She's agonna blow!

blah blah:


book
about me
archives
notes
mothership
contact
readme

Elsewhere:

UncleBob
Ibepiglet
mkm
kitchenlogic
BoxFactoryBill
laurel825
weetabix
nixtress
porktornado
discothekid
sunnflower
Janina