Another Problem With Weblogging:

Weblogging is way too time consuming. First, you have to take the time to post to your own ‘blog. But that’s not too bad. What’s bad is that I spend too much time reading and commenting on my friends’ weblogs. I should be doing work, but instead I’m reading weblogs. But I really like to know what’s going on with them, and given how impersonal the world has become, and how bad I am at face to face communication, this allows me to actually talk to my friends and find out what they’re thinking and feeling. What a strange, strange world we live in.

Thoughts on tonights episode of Buffy:

1. Joss Whedon is a really good director. He managed to elicit real emotion, other than laughter, from me. That doesn’t happen often, especially with a television show.

2. Joss Whedon is a bastard and he hates me. He FINALLY has Willow and Tara kiss, and he does it in the middle of a highly emotionally charged, depressing episode like this one. Jerk…

Further Proof That God Hates Me:

Okay, let’s see…you’ve got the financial situation, right? You’ve got the moved seat in the van (don’t laugh…that really hurts, and it occupies most of my thoughts for three weeks while I find the right spot. And I drive, A LOT.). You’ve got my fairly crappy job, and the jerk that I work for (don’t even get me started on this story). And now, we have no heat. That’s right…new house…no heat. At some point soon, I’m expecting the thunderbolts to just come out of the sky and strike me down.

Just to add to my pain and misery, it looks as though I will be spending yet another three weeks in back twisting agony as I once again try to find a comfortable position for the seat in my van. It seems the nice folks at Classic Auto Body who fixed the bumper thought it would be a good idea to get in and move the seat all over the place. That’s just great…

At the NA meeting:

Hello. My name is Darren…and I’m….I’m a Napster addict. *sob*

So, I appreciate the influx of concerned phone calls. It’s good to know that you guys care. But listen…I’ll be fine. I’m not really a talking kind of person, so calling me won’t really do you any good. I’ll figure out a way through this just like I do everything else, and in the end, it’ll all be okay, and I’ll be back to my manic self.

In case anyone cares, I believe that I am currently facing a despair unlike any I have ever known…

Buffy Series 2 figures

Sweet. An Oz figure! And Giles! Yes!!!!!

I never used to like Fleetwood Mac, and I could never figure out why. And now I notice that they have all these really cool songs. Maybe it’s just that Stevie Nicks is really frightening.

For the first time in my life, I owe money on my taxes. It’s kind of depressing. I mean, I guess I didn’t REALLY think that I’d go my whole life without every owing money on taxes, but it’s been nice to get money back every year up to this point. I guess I shouldn’t complain too much. When you look at the amount of income I managed to bring in last year, it sort of balances out. But now that Reid Sound is Reid Sound, Inc., everything will be a lot different next year.