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I think I’m going to start being on the prowl soon so to speak. Or something. If I’m not already and didn’t think about it. Look out. Unf.

This page is rather amateurly written I think. I don’t care, I’m an amateur. Sometimes I find myself reading it over and I realize that even I have no idea what I was talking about when I wrote it. But I also enjoy being concise. I guess that’s how 12 year old’s write too, but at least I know that I’m doing it. When I’m writing papers I am as wordy as possible, so when I am writing for enjoyment I try to cut the fat.
I’m feeling abnormally creative today. It’s about damn time. I was in a bit of a rut there. The internet is not all it’s cracked up to be as far as research goes. For example, I wanted to find out more about early to mid 20th century graphic design. So I hit up Google. I searched for all sorts of stuff but found no definitive resources. I looked up designers, design houses and styles, but found nothing that’s very inspiring. Then I heard about this other thing besides the internet called a library. So I went there and got a few books on the subject. I learned a lot of neat stuff. They even let you take the books home! For free! And next year I live accross the street from it! Holy cow, libararies are neat!

This is amazing. Tagging the air. In 3d no less. Gorgeous.
Extreme Pogoball. Complete with CKY music. Hilarity.
George Bush is still a dumbass. A nice article comparing 1984 to current times.
Twelvecarpileup has some nice style. Me gusta.

Update: (From Bob) I AM VERY COOL. No, I was not following this instructional guide to be cool, but as it turns out, I am very cool. I think I actively participate in all of the things listed here (except for the goatee growing part, goatees are for assholes). I feel so cool. Too bad it’s on the nerdiest site on the internet.
Is seven years too much of a difference for it to work out? I don’t think so. Unf.
I’m going to find a way to study abroad in Sweden.
Behind the Typeface: Cooper Black. Yes, created by a bigger font nerd than myself. From mefi.

Do I want to hear the truth or not?
I don’t know I haven’t heard it yet.
It could calm me down or kill me.

Wanting to “be real” in the context of not being a phony person, not acting a certain way for certain people is still essentially just trying to give people that impression about you isn’t it? Acting like you actually feel is still just as much acting.

Honesty is the new best policy. More of a real concept than “being real.”

Get real or get gone.

I can’t be used if I have nothing to give.

Don’t use your friends. Use your friends friends.

Yes, but what do you REALLY have to offer.

Fast girls and slow boys.

I read that a low self image is a big turn off. Thanks, that makes me feel really fucking good about myself.

My lack of an internet connection is killing me. I’m in a DePaul computer lab for the second time in two years. Unf.
I’m reading The Portable Henry Rollins and although I don’t really connect anymore with his violent fantasies, although if I had read it when I was 16 it probably would have made me a happier person. Of course it’s still great. I think all teenage boys should have to read some Henry Rollins. His writing style is inspirational.

Rock and Roll Confidential. Made me laugh.

“There has grown in the minds of certain groups in this country the idea that just because a man or corporation has made a profit out of the public for a number of years, the government and the courts are charged with guaranteeing such profit in the future, even in the face of changing circumstances and contrary to public interest. This strange doctrine is supported by neither statue or common law. Neither corporations or individuals have the right to come into court and ask that the clock of history be stopped, or turned back.”
-Robert Heinlein, Life Line, 1939 (From Metafilter).

A brief rundown of what’s going on in the office today:
Me: Looking for Astral Weeks by Van Morrisson on vinyl. Unsuccessful.
Abuna: Looking to buy domains or something.
Matt: Playing MUD.
Zach: Not here.
Bob: searching on ebay.
I can’t see anyone else’s monitor. But I’m sure something unproductive is going on.
And it’s not like I’m not doing my job either. I think I am. I don’t understand it but I can accept it.

Tonight ought to be interesting.