Snickers Suck, Too
13 March 2000
9:07 PM: Fuckles. I couldn't think of anything to say.
10:32: I woke up today to find that there were articles in several major metropolitan newspapers about an essay that was going to be on our website tomorrow. Which was news to me. I finally get a copy of the damn thing and it has footnotes. Great. Have I ever done footnotes before? No. So do I have to invent a completely new functionality for the text parser? Yes. And does the ad sponsor want a new animated GIF splash page ("could we make the text yellow this time?")??? Of course.
Earlier I was wondering why I was being such a bitch lately. Now I remember.
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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