Hey, What Happened To That Other Day?
1 December 1999
8:53 PM: What a strange and icky week. Our Feckless Leader decided to jettison our domain - one of the oldest and most well-known domains in Netland, but hey, it's all about MediaMetrix number rollups, buddy boy. Gee, wonder whose zillion-dollar bonus might be tied to certain milestones? Can't imagine. Fucker.
I just sort of linger in bed every morning, after sort of sleeping all night. I'm tired but not. I have boring dreams that take too much energy. All radio after 9 AM sucks. I went to look for a new receiver online the other day and I didn't understand anything that any of the listings said. My gout is acting up. Buffy was yet another One-Shot-Reality episode, funny but come on come on, while Angel was sad and at the same time veering dangerously close to Star Trek forehead metaphor country.
That kind of week. I think I'm going to a movie tonight, tho. That might help. But I might not. It's all confusing. Maybe I will just watch some more MST.
Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.
All names are fake, most places are real, the author is definitely unreliable but it's all in good fun. Yep.
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