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5:30 PM - 9-27-2000 Today has been a weird one. It feels like it has flown by, but at the same time, it also feels like it's just dragging along. I haven't been sleeping too well the past few nights and I have now discovered why. Last night, I got up around 2:30 to use the bathroom and when I came back, decided to turn my pillow over. It was kind of warm in the bedroom and I had sweat enough to make the pillow damp and it kind of smelled. So, I pick the pillow up to turn it over and lo and behold, what do I find? If you said a hoodoo voodoo dream stealing doll of death, then you're way off and should probably seek therapy. I found a Hot Wheel. No, not an actual wheel, goof. One of those little cars. Apparently, my son had put it there (or it was the Hot Wheels fairy but I don't recall seeing any oil stains on the floor). Now, you ask why in the hell would he put it there? No, I'm telling you to ask that. Ok? Good question. Hell, he's fuckin' four years old, what do you expect? No, really I think I know why. My wife, see, sleeps with one of those little pocket New Testament bibles under her pillow. I guess he figured that daddy needed some four-wheelin' protection of his own. I picked it up, put it on the night stand, and then proceded to have the best nights sleep I've had for a few days. Kind of like the princess and the pea, eh? Except this would be titled, the fat man and the little car. Oh, I've been meaning to tell you guys for the longest time that I finally solved my Bapster problem. What'd I do? Dumped the fuckers! Actually, my bestest best friend 'Topher told me about Scour Exchange. It's better than Slapster (because I ain't fuckin' banned for one thing), and now I'm back on the net downloading songs at the speed of mud. Yes, it still has the same problem that you run into with Flapster, slow downloads, but still. If you've been banned by Crapster, then go and check out Scour Exchange. Tell 'em Icebear sent ya, it won't do any good, but it'll make me feel special. Besides, it's helped me out with my diary entry. How? I'll tell you. Yesterday, while doing my entry, I went from brainfart to brainstorm (more noise, less smell). I was typing out the lyrics to the song "Hate Love Songs" from GWAR's latest album Carnival of Chaos and I thought, "Why don't I record it as an mp3 and put it in the entry so everyone can download it and listen to it while reading the lyrics." Yes, I have moments where I even impress myself. Well, I had an old version of Real Jukebox so I downloaded the newest free version and installed it. I tried recording the song a few times, but it kept saving it as a real media file instead of as an mp3. I went through the settings like 3-4 times and even uninstalled and reinstalled it, but it still didn't work. I began to get bummed, plus I'd been here pretty late so I decided to give up and head home. Today, SX has come to my rescue. I was able to find the song and download it so that I can put it up here for all you little freaks do download to your hearts content. If you want it, just click on the button below and start downloading.
Then, just go to yesterday's entry and you can read along with the lyrics while you listen to the song. Cool, eh? I found out a few things about my wife's past that I didn't know before. We met over the internet and had only been talking for around 2 months when we finally met in person and I proposed to her four days later. We've spent the past 3 ½ years getting to know more about each other and falling more in love (ok, enough sap). But today, she opened herself up a little bit, but not just to me, to everyone. Go check out her lates entry, it's really good. Just goes to show that you never really know everything about people. Well, I'm developing a bit of a headache so I'm going to stop for now. Demonchild is staying at his grandmother's again tonight so we'll have another evening of peace and quiet. Unfortnately, the wife started her period Monday, but we'll see if we can work around that. You all have a good evening and hey, since you have time to come here and read this crap (and download the FREE song) then you have time to sign my guestbook or you can analyze this! You know you want to. Come on, follow the heeerrrd, SIGN 'EM! Till tomorrow, love ya! "Where are we going and why am I in this handbasket?"
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