"Armpits aren't as easy as you make them out to be."

Selina's complaining that no one's updating their sites today, so here... *post* *post* *post*

I'm getting to experience an Earthlink tech-support day today.

Back in the Mindspring days, I wanted my job to be the official tech-support hair-petter.

Tobacco giant Phillip Morris Co. has apologized for a company-funded study that stated the early deaths of smokers is one of the "positive effects" of cigarette consumption.

What is it about saying I'm wet and naked that gets people's attention?

Armpit hair is weird. What if we had hair like that growing out the back of our knees?

In an attempt to get the site updated more often, I put a story about the weird bus guy on stari.org.

I saw a new restaurant downtown called The Cheesecake Factory. I'm guessing there's no chance Andrew's going to want to go there...

Selina and I have decided we should call tech support to say, "hey, everything's working fine," so they don't have to hear just people's problems all day.

I Minxie I: lets face it, misha is demented and her family is screwy to say the least. she's a product of them so she has no clue that she's a bitch

Andrew: you know, I've determined what I want to get when I get rich. instead of getting expensive clothes or jewelry and stuff, I'm just going to get the fattest, most expensive net connection I can get... I can just feel the bandwidth ;)

I found the worst web site tonight, www.cornellandassociates.com. It might not be obvious right off, but first go to the 'About Us' link. Notice the entire page is a GIF image, and the bottom 'links' don't work. Same with 'Frequently Asked Questions' and 'Available Rentals', and the images aren't even done well. Now check out 'Related Links' and notice something is definitely wrong.

Odd thought of the night (it's still tuesday night to me): There's always porn...

Ran across the roommate's livejournal... wonder how long she's been writing about how much she hates me.

This is such an understatement to what I've been going through over the last two days.

This page brought back my childhood interest in astrophysics, and answers the question, "What would happen to me if I fell into a black hole?"

Survey: Cybersex Takes Less Time Than Expected

Overheard yesterday at the Bite of Seattle, "I feel like a salmon trying to swim upstream."

I should know the Northgate parking lot realli well now.

My roommate is squealing downstairs!

Chronicles of George is sort of one of those tech support nightmare pages, but from the point of view of a Tier 2 support guy. I read all 35 pages. (Andrew, read at your own risk. *pet*pet*)

My mom: Pet your cat. Pet your boyfriend... do you still have a boyfriend?

Jake: There are some things that are best left out of relationships like Sony vs Nintendo vs Microsoft and Mac vs PC.

Job fairs were depressing when I got out of school because it was a room full of "no entry level signs". Job fairs are depressing now because they don't even fill up a room and have a severe lack of toys.

I did pick up two good toys though, a squishy light bulb for my squishy-toy collection, and a rainbow star slinky. Rainbow and star.. in one!

The squishy light bulb I got by telling the recruiter, "You don't have anything I can do, but I was noticing your squishy toys..." She snuck over and grabbed the last one for me.

I've already had my first stalker application!

This is the absolute strangest, funniest, story.

I just found out that the Counting Crows are playing Wednesday... and sold out.. and someone's selling a ticket that's more than I can afford anyway... oh well....

Shannon: Becca, can I be your stalker if I promise to do a really bad job of it?

I'll have to come up with an application to be my badly done stalker. For now email your stalking experience to stalker_app@happy-clicker.com Anyone driving a black Neon will be automatically disqualified.

Alright, so it's just me that thinks juicy bits sounds wrong.

How do you get a permit to park badly?

This is so wrong: On the back of a carton of orange juice Misha has in the fridge, it says "Juicy Bits Email Club".

I'm having an 'I look good naked" day! (No, Jake, you don't get pictures.)

It's Friday the 13th, and I'm having dinner with my ex. Is that a sign or what?

This line would sound very odd from anyone but a medical student, "...and then got sidetracked looking at female endometrial disorders..."

Yes I'm a spoiled brat. I got the laptop I wanted for my birthday, and now have a computer on my lap while using the computer on my desk. The laptop had it's first trip out, to the park, yesterday. It needs a name though...

Flying cow breaks domino player's leg (from Izzy)

Update, the roommate took in the recycling bin while I was out! I'm going to have to buy some Misha-Treats and reward that kind of behavior.

Went to see the movie Startup.com with an unofficial Digital Eve group, followed by Dilettante Chocolates which has absolutely amazing chocolate desert type things. Must must go back (hint).

The movie reminded me a bit of working at Hardware.com approaching their new site launch, a company that of course went out of business a couple months later. The movie is the true story, actually filmed as it happened by a friend of the company's founders.

Styrdyst: zannah's cute
Kylldoran: she is?
Styrdyst: yeah
Styrdyst: http://www.voxmachina.com/photox/
Kylldoran: yeah, just found it
Styrdyst: i'd want to take her home and keep her
Kylldoran: okie, works for me

I finally asked the guy at the Oxygen Bar what exactly it's for. He went into his sale speech, pointing out multiple times that it is real, but I found out a couple interesting things. Basically you're breathing nearly pure oxygen through a nose thingy, scented for interest, which customers have reported various benefits from (cure headaches, hangover, general well-being). 100% oxygen requires a prescription, but 99% and under is considered "entertainment".

I want a real job. I want my roommate to take in the recycling bin and trash can once in a while. I want her to give me money for the electric bill that's due tomorrow, and I've told her and left notes about. I want to move out.

Why does it feel like I might as well be asking for a free trip to the moon?

In case I haven't told everyone yet, I got my permit as a birthday present to myself! Okie, when do I get to drive?

Toy: Guess the Dictator or Sitcom Character

It's also fun to answer the questions about yourself and see who it comes up with. It guesses that I am Darmha from Darmha & Greg.

There was a lot of yelling and swearing, followed by crying outside today... What I gathered looking out the window was someone went driving too fast down the street and hit someone's pet. :(

So Jake seems to be reading this too, if only to get the occasional half-naked pictures I post.

Yay for the mini-blog! Maybe I really do have more than four readers.

I got another happy-clicker spam, wanting to help me get my site into search engines. 300,000+ search engines! Off to spamcop it goes.

David: you ever tried to get a german band to go to sleep?

Birthday pictures are up! I still think it's funny that I was going to be carded for buying the root beer.

This weekend was one of the best birthdays I've had in a long time. Thank you. :)

I didn't have my camera with me, but by Northgate today I saw a real life "All your base are belong to us" sign!

Look to the right—yep, that's new. I got the comment box working. Post comments, general randomness, and general randomness comments.

Selina: Can I give all my base to someone else?

Just read an article on the Vice President's new pacemaker. I can't imagine being such a public figure that taking Tylenol is news.

Then again, having a weblog means that I could post to the world what I had for breakfast (frosted mini-wheats and an english muffin) if I wanted to. Decide for yourself if that's a good or bad thing. I say, no one's forcing you to read anything.