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Can you tell the difference between these two pictures? (stolen from WaterColourBoy

Even though most of my weekend was wasted marvelling at the wonders of Firefox, it was pretty relaxing. Although my mantra this morning was, “Don’t wanna go to work,” I’m pretty chill in the office today. This despite my desk looking like a hurricane hit it and the AC sounding like an iron lung.

Although I was mainly unproductive this weekend, I did update my resume and cover letter. So now I just have to send it off to companies and see what happens. I forget how tedious this process is.

And for those of you who have too much time on your hands, join tribe.net. It’s part Friendster, part bulletin board, part communities. It’s pretty snazzy! I like.

Edit: Friday marked my 3rd anniversary here on LJ. Here’s my first post ever.

I’ve finally decided to look into getting an RSS reader so I can keep track of all of the blogs I read. It’s starting to become a bitch to keep track of everything. If only everyone had a LiveJournal, it would make life easier. But no. So one question for you is what reader do any of you use for your RSS feeds? And if you use one, do you include any LJ feeds?

Also, I finally downloaded Firefox the other day. I just discovered tabbed browsing!!!! I have yet to find something wrong with Firefox.

Behind the cut are some pictures of me during senior year. The first two were taken Halloween 1996. The last two were taken sometime December 96 or January 97. That was the haircut that got me kicked out of my house for a weekend in November. Yeah.

Fuck John Kerry. Can we vote for Teresa Heinz Kerry? To quote CNN:

Teresa Heinz Kerry has also helped the Democratic ticket to score points in the gay community. Speaking Wednesday before the Gay, Lesbian, Bisexual and Transsexual Caucus, Heinz Kerry wowed the crowd with her declaration that there would be a “a mom in the White House who loves you.”

When the audience gave her a standing ovation, she declared, “You can call me Mama T anytime.” That prompted chants of “Mama T.”

I HEART her!

Despite my pounding headache right now, I have found a reason to laugh. It seems like everyone and their fucking mothers are getting in on the Kaballah bandwagon. Esther (the artist formerly known as Madonna), Ashton, Demi, Lindsay (as in Lohan), Britney and other stars are giving these Heebs reason to celebrate.

Well it’s time to include Target on this list. As in the store. They are now selling the red string sported around the wrists of these megastars. Geesh! Doesn’t anyone just merely read their horoscopes in jest anymore?

Today’s the second day in the row the air conditioning system in my office has been making noise. Not just any noise. It’s the sound of metal clanging against metal. It’s like a jackhammer. And since it’s above my head I get to hear it all fucking day long. I already have a headache because of it.

Yes I did watch all two hours of Amish in the City. And yes it was as bad as it sounded. It’s set up like an episode of the Real World. Quite tawdry and just plain inane. I’m sure if PBS had done this series, it would be a little more tastefully. I don’t know. It has some glimmers of brilliance.

Anyhow, here’s this excerpt from LA Weekly:

The Mae Shi at the Echo.

Last summer, these local noiseniks held their “First Annual Mixtape Swap”: You give them a homemade mixtape or mix CD to listen to in their tour van, they give you a copy of their To Hit Armor Class Zero EP. This Echo date, the kickoff to a month on the road, is the Swap’s second installment — but instead of a free copy of Terrorbird, the band’s new album on Kill Rock Stars imprint 5RC, participants will receive the Mae Shi 2004 Mix Tape, a furiously paced mash-up of highlights from the mixes they collected last time: Daft Punk, Jay-Z, Deerhoof, Whitesnake and, according to the band, nearly 2,000 more. Listening to it is fun if you love music, torture if you suffer from the need to identify two-second snippets of sound; listening to the legitimately manic Terrorbird requires little effort in comparison. (Mikael Wood)

I agree.