thursday october 12 2000    |    12:10 a.m.

so i'm a little buzzed. the girls and i went to the pub to catch the tail end of presidential debate #2. (seemed slightly more composed than #1, but less fun. ah well.) and we had a few beers. and made off with some gore/lieberman pozters and stickers. yeah!

and i have to confess (the alcohol helps) that i'm listening to robbie williams at the moment. as in, ex-english-boyband robbie williams. yup. the *new single*. he's fun. i like him. he has a little 'tude. i swear he'll be the next george michael. and i love george michael. so there you go.

and honestly i don't have a whole lot else to say. new template coming soon -- high time i nixed the violet background. eeeww. right? i thought so. so i'm waiting for the lovely and talented greg to resolve the last-minute problems with my html -- most of which was shamelessly ripped from various other dland webpages -- and it'll be up. kinda fun. kinda rockin. oh shit cigarette fell out of ashtray again. it likes to be smoked, not set aside while i type out nonsense.

now i'm listening to the george. oh god i think i hear the sirens now . . . it's the indie police coming to get me . . . ;]

prime weather to start running in the mornings. i need to make a resolution to go to bed sooner and wake up earlier. i'm trying to turn over the new leaves, but it's hard to ease out of established habits.

aaanyway. i think it's about time i put myself to bed. i should be working on thepaper and not typing in here. so . . . off i go! taking george with me! yeah, all right, whatever. :]