20061006.
As you may have noticed there are copious amounts of icons being added to the Iconistic page. Go figure. Anyhoo. I have a significant amount of souvenirs from the AOF show involving broken glasses, bruised ribs, sore muscles, the stench of clam chowder haunting my senses, and a t-shirt. Life is good. Best show ever, by the way.

20060821.
I thought about putting up all my icons today; however, I get distracted easily. Instead I... watched three movies. lawl. Maybe I'll at least set up the page. Or have I done that already? May I'll... Put up a few.

Later...

Okay, yeah, I put up all of the old icons I made. Whatever.

20060711.
I was going through the images in the web and discovered that I'd made an Iconistic button that at some point in time I'm sure I had intended to put up. Now I have. Perhaps this will go somewhere in the future?

20060710.
The concert was officially awesome. Say Anything wasn't there because the lead singer got strep throat or something like that. But whatever. I'd never even heard of them before. I got the most awesome dashboard japan hoodie there. I <3 it. Anyway... I got a job! Seriously! To commemorate the day of the double interview, from elouai.com:

No actual web nooze to report. Mostly because again I haven't touched this page since, well, the last time I updated this page. Anyway. I start my job doing transcription bright and early Wednesday morning. Wish me luck.

20060525.
I have my ticket to the Dashboard/City and Colour/Say Anything/John Ralston concert!!! And no one to go with but whatever. Here is the official countdown to the concert that I can't wait for.

20060523.
Ho hum. I get to do my practicum @ the U of A hospital in the Transplant unit. I almost feel the urge to shove in a music reference there. But I won't. Three George Two, anyone?

Anyway, in web nooz: I moved around The Wall a bit and added on some of my poetry. Huzzah? Hnheh. Now I have the urge to dig up some of my old prose. Scary thought, but I'll see what I can find. Also check out two old, ridiculously lame prose I stuck up in the same section.

20060522.
God damn am I tired. For some reason the fact that I switched the site over to frames is making everything mess up. Mostly I'm just talking about that damn footer. Maybe I should remove it and just stash it... Fuck, I'm a genius.

Later...

I've gone and shown it boss, now haven't I?

20060520.
I showed it who's boss. Now I just need somewhere to host my site. Somewhere without... ads. And popups. And anything else that will annoy me or aggravate my design.

20060519.
That little shit, microsoft help paperclip dude, has been hanging out on my desktop again. He's been encouraging me to resurrect one of my old sites. Half way through resurrecting it I remembered it was shit and I didn't care about it. Then I remembered this one again. Then I thought it would be handy to put my poetry on it. And maybe some pictures so that I could get rid of my other site completely. And never have to think about it again.

Now if only I could remember how to work this thing. And if I could magically become motivated to do it. Har de har har.

20060117.
Having Googled myself, I discovered this web site again. And then I remembered my password. And then I imported the site to my computer so that I could mess around with it again. Because I'll have you know I was always fucking proud of this web site. So Fucking Proud.

Unfortunately, I don't remember shit about FrontPage anymore. Or html or div tags for that matter. But still.

20050421.
Added Music: The New Opiate* essay.

20050420.
Buttons created. Pages set up. Mastered the art of Divs again. I am skilled and you are not.

Added two Pirate comics.

20050419.
Started work on this website. It will be sexy. You'll see. Content may be questionable, but it'll at least look... Decent?