"People demand freedom of speech to make up for the freedom of thought which they avoid." - Soren Aabye Kierkegaard

ICQ 103685570		A collection of nothings important. 01/17/01: Moved. 01/14/01: I am moving to a much better server as soon as possible. Everybody thank Brian. 01/10/01: Added two new pictures to my gallery. 01/09/01: Updated some quotes, fixed some dead links. I didn't change much, but then again, not much needed to be changed. 01/04/01: I saw this on television: "What's more important these days, talent or marketing?" Please note that if you ever e-mail me and the subject begins with the letters "Fwd:" there's a 5% chance that I'll read it before deleting it. 01/03/01: A poem... Post-Mortem On Our Love by Neil Gaiman I've been dissecting all the letters that you sent me, slicing through them looking for the real you cutting through the fat and gristle of each torturous epistle trying to work out what to do I've laid the presents that you gave me out upon the floor A book with pages missing, and a bottle, and a glove. Now outside it's chilly autumn, I'm conducting a post-mortem On our love. I'm conducting a post-mortem on our love. An autopsy to find out what went wrong. I know it died. I just don't know how, or why. Maybe its heart stopped. There's an eyeball in a bottle staring sadly at the morgue There's a white line on the sidewalk silhouetting where it fell In the dark I am inspecting all the angles of trajectory Of Hell. Was it suicide, or murder, or an accident, or what? Though I cut and slice and saw and hack it won't come back to life And I'm severing the label of each organ on the table With a knife... I'm conducting a post-mortem on our love. An autopsy to find out what went wrong. I know it died. I just don't know how, or why. Maybe its heart stopped. 01/01/01: I just up and decided I had to do an update today because it's the whole 01/01/01 thing. So I added some thoughts, and that's it. Nothing spectacular is going on in my life right now, so that's the only I update I really have that I can do. 12/27/00: Saw something hilariously true on MuchMusic just now... I don't usually find Ed the Sock funny, but this was: "When will fans realize the contrived commercialistic sweetness of the Backstreet Boys is the same as the contrived commericialistic anger of Limp Bizkit?" "We're millionaires. We're so pissed off." (About Limp Bizkit) "Note to The Moffatts: if you're going to wear muscle shirts, get some muscles." 12/22/00: Redesigned my Web page from the ground up. Again. Added some new stuff, took out some junk... made it look a bit nicer on the eyes. 12/10/00: Updated some links. I think our generation's motto should be the "it's-not-my-fault generation." We seem to say it enough. Not to say we're blameless or anything. On the contrary! Accountability is very lacking in our culture. Government, pleading insanity, et cetera. Isn't that sad?
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