He is three. This is his third day of being three. Yesterday, we had a party.
D is beginning to communicate on a more profound level. As he does, I experience so many emotions at once: joy, curiousity, laughter, anticipation, and just a twinge of worry. What is he absorbing? What am I teaching him? What does he have to show me?
I will never forget the look on his face when "Happy Birthday" started. I don't care that this is a cliche: it was magical wonder. If there were other words to describe it, I would use them, but that really says it best as far as I know.
Life marches on. Sometimes it runs and stumbles on, but so it goes.
Someone clue me in. Apparently, I'm not able to create a new basic account. Why is this pissing off so many people? Because free no longer means free AND ad-free? I suppose I can understand that a bit. Or is it because LJ is horrible at communicating changes to service?
Seriously, I don't get it. Please help me.
Profound words do not spring to mind.
To: Puny Human
Clean my pee.
Sorry 'bout that earlier post...
(When I See You - The Bugz in the Attic)
What's up with LJ embed code...argh. Anyway, sorry if I blasted that video at you...autostart shouldn't have been on.
I've been forced onto myspace. I loathe it, but people I know are there. If I know you, contact me outside of here and I'll give you my lameass URL. Honest, the place seems to be primarily inhabited by smiley-faced assclowns. Unfortunately, it's also the home to internet newbs.
Anyone know about any good free podcasts? Did I mention free?
(As The Rush Comes - Motorcycle)
Yeah...so maybe I'm going on a trip today...few days away...was supposed to go yesterday.
Wish me luck. Hope to see a friend. Hope my car can make the trip. If I break down along the way, life will not be pleasant. Then again, no use in worrying. Just preparing.
Ninja Parade Slips Through Town Unnoticed Once Again
So...some time back my CD player and some burnt CDs were stolen from my car. Waa waa. Anyway, I decided to view the incident as an opportunity to do something I'd been considering for awhile anyway: get an MP3 player.
(Tank! - Luke Vibert Remix)
I was thinking small: literally and financially, but as it turned out a larger player was not much more, and my concept was to be able to carry most of my music around with me, or at least enough that I wouldn't think about the stuff I didn't have.
(Cats on Mars - DMX Crew Remix)
But, as it turned out, for about 1/3 of the price more, I could get not only 3.5 times the storage but also the ability to view pics and videos, since the Zune was on sale at the time. I realized it was probably inferior to the iPod and most likely about to be outmoded by a newer model (sale in tech=old).
(Cat Blues - Mr. Scruff Remix)
However, I'll admit I was relatively new to the MP3 player thing, so I thought, "What the hell; I'll give it a shot and see what I think." Now, I had a few days of honeymoon phase with it (30gig model, black, of course) and then the irritation started. To be fair, the thing is DAMNED sturdy...very early on I dropped it, and was sure I had broken it. As it turned out, I was simply out of battery charge, and after recharging, it still works fine (not even a scratch on the screen). But user control seems to be an outmoded concept in this age...
(Hypnotic Love - DJ Keoki)
I'll spare you the details (if you care, look here, or anywhere else on the forums: http://forums.zune.net/28921/ShowPost.a
But it still kicks the ass of CDs, any day.
(dZhihan & Kamien - Dundedeova)
(Saafi Brothers - Supervision)
Perhaps it will come to pass that I only post here every 6 months. Like the signpost that you see on a lonely road after traveling for miles with nothing else around.
I'm so far away from the point I started, I'm not quite sure what to tell you about the journey. So, maybe I'll just set up a question booth of sorts...
Shoot: tell me if you are curious. What interests you?
Look, I'll just put it plainly: I stole some pics from my friend's profile pages, because they are PERFECT for how I feel.
(Molasses - Curiousity)
Seriously, I cringe every time someone tries to converse with me on the internet in this fashion:
how r u? i m 2 good. k kool!
And anyone who even slightly knows me can understand my attitude regarding that most wonderful of black liquids, from whose essence the world prolongs its wakefulness.
nuff said. (never said I was anti-slang, or anti-abbr, for that matter)