June 27, 1999
June 27, 1999
Jiminy Jelickers. This webpage sucks. It sucks compared to the webpage of a friend of mine (damn you Jesse). It has a whole bunch of technical java crap and frames. Check out his webpage, it’s damn nice. Dammit. My last webpage with frames sucked worse than this. Hmm maybe I should learn HTML but WYSIWYG page builders are just so much easier to play with. Ah well, for now, this is the best I can do. (shut your laughin now).
June 25, 1999
June 25, 1999
Woohoo. I got accepted into Commerce. Yeah. To celebrate, I changed the side bar a little bit. Enjoy.
June 24, 1999
June 24, 1999
You know that annoying pop-up banner that Geocities (bless their free 11mb of space) throws in your face regardless of whether or not you care about Visa 0.6% or Find Your Long Lost Half-Uncle? Well I thought I’d do you a favor and get rid of it by putting up a stupid GeoGuide, which is pretty much the same thing except it’s stuck on the webpage instead of being popped out. I experimented with it and decided against it because it makes this webpage look ugly… moreso. God I’m bored. Just to put a stupd link up, here’s one of my favorite paintings.
June 11, 1999
June 11, 1999
These two days have been rather interesting. By interesting, I mean that they were horribly emotional. This summer (is it summer yet?) has been up to this point calm, serene, quiet, tranquil, and umm… I ran out of synonyms. However, these two days have kind of given me a bit of a headache. Yet, the things causing me stress are not of my own creation, no, they are instead other people and other people’s problems. Isn’t there an easy way to avoid problems aside from killing oneself? (For you see, I have yet to accomplish numerous objectives in life)
June 08, 1999
June 08, 1999
The internet – electronic mosaic of pulses and streams of information… boredom connected internationally. I really need a gimic for this stupid webpage. It’s all about nothing… a poetic parallel to my mundane life? Or does it go hand in hand? You tell me. Wait, I don’t even know who “you” are; moi, my sis, perhaps a couple friends, my cousin maybe? How dreadful it would be if all my ramblings were heard only by the people mentioned aboved. Well, if you have any complaints please send them to complaints@fuckyou.com
