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Name: Scott
Location: California, United States
Birthday: 9/10/1983
Gender: Male
Interests: Driving Range.
AIM: shamanjoe99
Yahoo!: shamanjoe1
Expertise: Web Interface Design
Occupation: Computer related (Internet)
Industry: Computers (Internet)
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
9/20/2003
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| It's been what, 3 years almost since I posted on here? I'm really not sure what happened. I had every intention of keeping up with this site, and then bam, it's 2011 and I've got Facebook, Myspace, Twitter, AIM, Google+ and a host of other shite to deal with. Where did the time go indeed. If anybody is still alive on here, let me know, I'll be happy to say hi, and write a long post bitching and whining like the good 'ole days. If not, I'll ride off into the sunset like my pal @steadystate and you can pick me up on half a dozen of these new fangled sites. Peace. | | |
| I've been having these weird-ass dreams lately. Not sure what they mean, but then who ever really knows what dreams mean, huh? All I know is that the stuff that's been going on in them is bringing out old feelings and people that I haven't seen or talked to in a while. Maybe it's my subconcious sayin, "wake the fuck up and start talking to people again, asshole." I dunno. I've been in kind of a void for the past few months. I talk to maybe 10 people that aren't family with any regularity, though I miss talking to a lot more of you. I hate using the phone though, I just find talking on it annoying most of the time. If I call you though, that's different ;) | | |
| Either the Egyptians are supremely stupid, or more desperate than we thought..
http://www.boingboing.net/2007/12/25/egypt-plans-to-copyr.html | | |
| I don't know what it is about the Christmas season that bugs me so much. Maybe it's the throngs of people milling about, spending money they don't have in a vain attempt to be happy, or satisfy that black hole of consumerism in their soul that says "you need more products in your life to be happy" or something like that. Maybe it's the fact that I can't go to the places I usually like to go without being jostled by hundreds of morons who think it their right to walk (or drive) around with their head up their ass simply because they have stuff to do. Whatever it is, it's making me bitter. The holiday season used to be really nice, but it seems as if each year (at least in the U.S.) it has gotten more and more commercialised and less and less about the actual holiday itself. I mean, we are supposed to be celebrating the birth of Jeebus, the spirit of giving and loving thy fellow man and all that, right? I honestly can't tell anymore. | | |
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