I changed the layout a tiny bit. Yes? No? Even notice?
Ahh. All better.
Stupid IE. So you see, when I redid the “Older Stuff” section, I added a [pre] tag, to change the look. Then I closed it with a [/p]. This works for every browser except IE, apparently, which needs an actual [/pre].
Anyway, it should work now.
In honor of the day, I created a Link Graveyard… where links go to die. I think the pilgrims would have wanted it that way.
On a side note, does anyone use Internet Explorer to look at this journal? I’m using IE on Katie’s computer right now, and my journal looks fscked up.
Hands are for shaking. No, not tying. No, not tying.
What to Journal about. So much to Journal about.
Oh. I got a promotion at work. Yeah. I’m the new Aquatics Specialist. I guess that loosely translates to “Semi-Quasi-Manager of Fish Department”. It’s kinda cool… its nice being recognized for doing good work. Anyway, Chelsea was the former specialist, but shes really bogged down with school and personal stuff right now, that its just a lot more stress than she cares to deal with, so my managers Jackie and Denise approached me and asked if I’d like to take over.
Heh. I never saw myself in this position when I started at PetCo. I’m sure most of my friends know how freaked out I was when I first started in Fish back at El Cajon. Good Times.
Other than that, though, I’ve been a little down lately.
Every day I get closer to 22, and everyday its worse. I don’t think people really understand how much I’m freaked out about it.
I had a lot of shit written here. But… its more than I want to talk about. What I really wanna say is I’m not happy about turning 22. And to be honest, I don’t want to talk about it anymore. I don’t even want to know that I’m turning 22. I don’t want to do anything on my birthday.
ugh… I… bleh.
I’m watching American History X on my computer. The audio is a little weird in parts… and there’s subtitles in like German or something. But its a good movie. A really good movie. Edward Norton is in it.
Ain’t this some shit? I’m wondering how much they’ll cost.
Looks like it didn’t take long for someone to mimic Expose from MacOSX.3… does it always have to be done so cheesily though? Not that it looks bad from a technical or aesthetic point of view… It doesn’t even bother me that its now been done before… no… they just had to go and call it Expocity.
In summary, Leninade sucks, 8-bit Theater rules, I still want a mac (though a dual Opteron sounds drool worthy), haven’t broken up with Savannah (though we’ve only talked for about 5 minutes since my last update), Chris has a woman, I hate windows, need to fiddle more with hosting this journal on my own machines, tomorrow marks the 8th (?) semester in a row that I’ve been fscked for registration, and finally Amber… this one’s for you. Yes, definitly for you.
Wow, between typing, deleting a lot of shit, and watching American History X, it took me exactly 3 hours to finish this entry.
Ok, so I’m a bad person. And not just cuz I haven’t had a real update in a while.
I want to break up with Savannah. I’ve sort of wanted to for a while. Well a week or so. Things just… aren’t… the same. She hasn’t seemed as into it. The relationship I mean. The last week she was here, she didn’t even seem all that eager to come over. But… I dunno. She is living in North Carolina now. 3000 miles away. Without a phone line. Without a computer. How is that supposed to work out? I told Melinda the other day, that I’m not sure I want to put the effort into it. She raised a good point – If its an effort, than its already not going to work. If it was going to work, than I wouldn’t have to put any kind of effort into it at all.
She called me yesterday from her sisters Cell (our only means of communication). First time I’ve talked to her since she left. And I just… wasn’t feeling it. I could be her friend. But I can’t see a relationship lasting in this situation.
She misses me. But she didn’t have to leave. Ya know? She could have moved in with me. She could have moved in with a friend. She could have ya know… stayed. Just to see. Instead she’s sitting in her sisters house, bored out of her mind. Not even starting school until January. And now I don’t even want her to.
So I need to break up with her. But ugh…. that sooo sucks. Breaking up with someone you were so into just a month ago.
Anyway. So, lameness aside. Amber and her friend Katie are here! We’re watching TV, sort of. Katie’s pretty cool…. seems pretty nerdy too.
I’m pretty tired. So I dunno. Maybe I’ll go to sleep soon, I dunno, amber doesn’t want me to and she’s currently poking me, asking for it in return.
Anyway, I’ll add more later
I’m on a powerbook. Neener neener neeeeeener.
Happy Birthday, Lance.