Well, as you can all see, I'm finally back with my new layout. Hard to believe it took me all that time for just this, eh? Oh well. It's done now and I'm actually in the mood to get back to updating. Actually, the diary isn't 100% done, I'm going to have a separate page for all the links that I had on my regular page in the old layout. Plus, I'll add some goodies. The links won't just be for other diaries, they'll also be to whatever other cool sites I can find and want to share. So, did you miss me? Heh.

I've got a bone to pick with the Publisher's Clearing House. They obviously fucked up my address and couldn't find my apartment last night because they didn't bring me the $10,000,000 check that they've been promising me in the mail for weeks. It's not fair. I would have watched last night after the Stupor Bowl to see what undeserving shit got it this year, but Oz was on and I was too enthralled watching Alvarez smear shit all over his solitary cell, and McManus get shanked to really care. A few years ago, I was glued to the TV because I knew it was my turn for the Prize Patrol. I had mailed in every fuckin' thing they had sent me and I had even ordered a few magazines. I went from level one to level two to level three and was guaranteed a prize. I sat nervously in my apartment watching TV just waiting for that knock on the door so I could wet myself and scream like a little girl. But did it come? FUCK NO! I stared dumbfounded at the TV as the Prize Patrol knocked on someone elses door at someone elses house. You know what the shittiest part is? The fuckin' lady who won was like 800 years old. What the fuck is she going to do with $10,000,000?? I had plans for that shit and at least 50% of them involved Playboy Playmates and a local strip club. But no, Ma Kettle has to win the shit. She probably died the next day and her wretched children took my money and blew it on worthless shit. Figures, that's my life.

So, who was surprised by the outcome of the Stupid Bowl? Anyone? You? In the back? Who has been living under a rock for the past 3 years? You were suprised? Ok. Anyone else? Yeah, me neither. And how hard did that halftime show suck huh? Ben Stller really should think about shit before he agrees to do it and Adam Sandler? Well, I won't even go there. I will never be able to hear "Walk This Way" again without flashing back to N'Stync following Scarecrow Tyler around the stage. Good thing their mics were too low to hear. Of course, I really like Britney Sphere's new slut look. I wanted to just rush the TV and bang the shit out of her. "Oooops! I did her again!" Heh. Bend her over, get her from behind, and grab a couple of handfuls of that blonde hair for reigns. Giddeeyap whoresy!!! All the while slapping N'Stync around like the little bitches they are and fuckin' with Aerosmith by keeping their oxygen bottles just out of reach. Come on Stevey, you can get it. Come on. Reach for it. Just a little farther. Oooops! Too bad you fuckin' big lipped baboon. They really need to get some better acts for halftime.

Well, that's it for my latest update in seven days. I'm going to go home now and kick some ass on Mario Golf. Yeah, that's right, I said GOLF. I dig this game, man. I'm good at it too. I think I play a better golf game on the N64 than I do in real life. Of course, the N64 won't let you hit other players with your clubs or bean them with the ball so I guess it's an even trade. Oh, and I'm working on some designs for my 'Bear Wear line of shirts and stuff. So, stay tuned. And hey, while you're here, why don't you stop by my analyzer or my guestbook, or hell, just drop me an e-mail and tell me what you think of my new layout. Don't suggest any changes, however, because I won't listen. It's staying the way it is, for a while at least. Till tomorrow. Keep one hand on the steering wheel and one hand on your beer.

Icebear

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