Ohhh... baby.... I'm in a good mood. I don't know why. It's as though the aspartame in my (now, seldom had without rum) Diet Pepsi is giving me the good vibes, man... like what you see in an Orange Crush commercial from the seventies-early eighties. I think I'm hitting that care free epiphany like that guy in Office Space. I just don't feel like going to work anymore. I don't know what I want to do, just that I don't want to be here. I think my trip to the beach last weekend... watching the sunset... eating an oyster omelette, getting plastered on whatever I could get my hands on... and ultimately vomiting... really put my life in perspective. I could spend my life driving up and down the coast, hustling people at darts and snorting aspartame. Ahhhh...

Oh, yeah... even the bitches trying to hack the goochonline server can't bring me down. Just because Microsoft can't develop a secure web/ftp hosting system doesn't mean that I can't patch the shit out of everything. I'm just a guy with a server, man... spreading love and humor through this crazy thing called the internet... Nothing to see here... please diburse... hack elsewhere... I'm not an accomplishment... hacking me is like killing baby cubs... it's not cool, dude.

I'm going to take a nap in my office, now. Peace.

I should have had this link before my birthday. Find out how much of a waste your life really is... click HERE (Thanks, Michael Dare)