anthillz

jason explains how to do popup windows properly. i’ll have to change some stuff around. non-JS compatability, Bob would be in love.
also: anthillz.net website new years resolutions
- write in word, then copy and paste. i’m not going to lower myself to pressing shift, but i will write in a program that capitalizes for me. but it’s not the new year.
- no more drunk posts. we’ll see about that.
- update music section more often.
- less drama? i don’t know if i really have control over this one. anyway, i don’t think there can be much more drama.

Monolithic Press Release 02: progressive display

the first month of 2002 will be better than the last month of 2001. it has to be. that’s a good way to start the year.

my break is almost over. how did that happen?

girl things are more confusing than ever.
seeing heather feels good but good in a bad way as in she doesn’t like me anymore because i was mean to her every day. which is true, i was somehow mean to her about every time i talked to her but then again she did break up with me. i don’t know. like i said confusing. somehow, even in her breaking up with me, i’m the one that fucked things up. i don’t know how seeing her can ever be good in a good way again unless we somehow are going out again which she is pretty sure she doesn’t want and i don’t know if i want. i feel like there is still something there though. something huge. like there is this mountain sitting next to a busy anthill, and we’re just looking at the anthill. and we can feel the presence of this mountain but don’t bother to look up to see it or even acknowledge it. still, we can’t deny this thing (what was) but if you look up at it we’re going to have to climb it.
and the wierd thing is no matter what, even if she were going out with someone else, even if she ripped my heart out (i’m pretty sure she didn’t, she dumped me pretty nicely i’d say now (

i looked at the tags on some of my clothes today and i realized that 50/50 blend is where it’s at. those straight cotton shirts are all wrinkly and the all polyester itches. hehe.

so i spent many hours trying out peer to peer stuff to see if anything is good yet. the answer: definitly not. very frustrating. i just want the royal tenenbaums soundtrack! grr.
the flannel sheets are in effect. wonderful. time to sleep in them.
also, my fish isn’t dead, it just doesn’t float anymore. so it can’t eat. so it’s going to die.
finally, check out the mystery of britney spears’ breasts. truly confusing.

first, i am in the 100gig club now. that’s a lot of fuckin hard drive there.
i think my fish is dead. it’s laying on the bottom of the take on it’s side. not a good sign. he’s definitly dying as he can’t get his body off of the bottom. it’s like he lost his floating ability somehow.
i saw a pretty gruesome car accident last night coming back from chicago. i couldn’t even tell what i was driving through. just a lot of pieces of things all over the road. it had just happened. two trucks and a couple of cars, i couldn’t tell how many though because they were all busted up into different parts. i hate trucks.
anyway, if that crazy post didn’t make sense to you, it doesn’t make that much sense to me reading it over either. ramblings..
i guess i could summarize it:
-christian bands can be good
-christian hardcore bands i don’t get
-shows at churches are wierd
-malls suck
-commerce sucks
-the mainstream eats everything
-stuff i like is being sold at malls now
-pretty soon i’m going to be not cool again
-it didn’t matter in the first place
-i couldn’t think of anything original i’ve thought
-that doesn’t matter either
hope that clarifies some of the confusion. word up.
i was tired when i was writing that crap.
i actually like buying stuff this time of year. i don’t feel like such a chump if i buy something for like 50% off..
i need to clean my room, it’s getting out of hand.

merry christmas.

a script for bottle rocket is online! now you can memorize entire scenes.. also includes dignan’s notebook. hilarious.