*Icebear comes strolling in wearing his flaming skull flannel boxers and his Nile: "Black Seeds of Vengeance" long sleeve T-shirt*

Shit, I hate waiting. I've mentioned before that the editorial staff here at AVweb is wanting me to start working from home. Well, the Executive Editor is here, flew down Monday afternoon, from Virginia and he's supposed to be pleading my case with our Publisher. Shitty thing is, I don't know if they've discussed it or not and the waiting is driving me nuts. I just wish he would come in and say yes or no. I'm not much of one for suspense, I want to get it over NOW!

I think it's cool what Sporkboy is doing. The whole moving to Cali thing to be with Missy. It reminds me of me about 4 years ago. Yup, I did the same thing and I didn't have as much of a plan as Sporky. February 10, 1997, I packed up my old chevy celebrity with everything I owned (almost), and with $500 in my pocket I headed to Florida. All to be near a woman I had only met a few months before on the internet and had only met physically a few weeks before. But, hey, love makes you do crazy things. That's why you know they're right. We've been married for almost 4 years and I wouldn't change a thing about it. So, you go Sporky! Go get your girl.

I just realized that I don't really have shit to talk about. I hate when that happens. I mean, I have some stories to tell, but I'm afraid that most of the people who read this will find them totally boring. I know, it hasn't stopped me in the past, but still. No one's been signing my analyzer or my guestbook so I figured everyone was getting kind of bored with me. Oh well. Love me ya fuggerz!!

Here it is December 6 and we're just now getting into the X-mas spirit. It's kind of shitty, though, not having the house. Last year we had icicle lights all across the front of the house and the tree in the window and all this good shit. This year, we've basically got two windows to put stuff in and that's it. Plus, we have to put everything on the inside because if we don't some fuckin' asshole will come by and steal them. What kind of shit is that? Can't even put lights up outside because some fuckin' loser will come by and steal them. Makes me want to hurt someone dammit. And now, it looks like the manager isn't going to have us move into the 3 BR next door until after the first of the year. Damn. We can't seem to get anything to go right. Merry Fuckin' Christmas.

Speaking of Christmas, the wife and I got into a little tiff last night. It was totally stupid, but when you've been sitting at a computer for 8½ hours, your legs are aching, the medicine you're taking is making you drowsy and you're hungry, humor doesn't quite have the effect that one would desire. The wife was hanging lights inside the larger of the two windows at the "front" of our apartment and, even though she was using a string of only 100, she still had some length left over. I jokingly said, "Make an upside down cross in the window", for which she slapped me. Well, I leave to take some movies back that I had rented and when I get back, she's putting up the lights in the other window. I go in, sit down and relax, and 10 seconds later, she calls me outside to take a look at them. As I stand in front of the door, I look over to the smaller window and see that she's made a regular cross with the extra lights. I got kind of aggrivated by it. Not sure why, but it just pissed me off. Oh well, guess you had to be there. Man, that story just sucked major wang. Jayzus!

Oh well, that's it for me. I'm scraping the bottom of the barrel and I'm just coming up with shit. Shit with little metal shavings in it. Ack! Nasty visual! Anyway, if you haven't already left by now, it's time. I'll hopefully have something at least partway interesting next entry. I hope. Then again, it could be just more shit. You'll have to come back and see. Till then...keep your seat backs and tray tables in their upright and locked position.

Icebear

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