"Crank it to eleven, blow another speaker... I ain't got, I ain't got much to lose" - Citizen King

Yes, not a band that stood the test of time, I guess. They had a unique sound that caught my attention, back in the day when I worked at Disc Jockey in Bismarck. Hence, I procured myself an MP3. Good stuff.

I've got the playlist - the main list of MP3s I have - on shuffle. I haven't updated my collection in forever, since I just don't have a lot of drive to fuck around with p2p file sharing services as of late. Perhaps that's partly due to the fact my Qwest DSL **POWERED BY MSN!!!!** sucks major ass, and I can pull only maybe 22k/sec max. Wow. Just enough to tease you when transferring big files. With dialup, you just know it's gonna be slow, but with this shitty DSL you always hope for some good 'ol 50k/sec or higher transfers. And I'm always let down. Oh well...



Tonight's been nice and relaxing. I so needed it after the past few days, studying like mad for the OS test. Actually, tonight turned out to be pretty productive. I washed some clothes, did my Stats homework for Thursday, and did part of my Networks shit for Thursday as well. I left some for tomorrow night, though - figure I can't be too ambitious all at once. Oh, and I also read for my Social Implications of Computers class, and checked out a AAA-provided tourist guidebook of Canada. Now there's some pure, raw, clean-burning Tuesday night excitment! I found out - much to my suprise - that Saskatchewan has two pretty large cities within it. Of course I knew Edmonton and Calgary were up there, but I was totally in the dark about their population (over 700,000 each). Why I found this so profound is beyond me at this point, but I did. Maybe it's due to the extreme cold spell we're in up here in Fargo... or it might simply have to do with the fact I'm a spaz. I'll leave the conclusion to an exercise for the reader.

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Hmm... what to rant about? I've got the writin' bug, but I'm just not sure how to feed the monkey, so to speak. Perhaps I can just open the valve a little and let you, dear reader, take a peek at what's been on my mind as of late. Certainly school, for one, and PlotMaker, for another. Still really looking forward to the whole St. Louis trip this upcoming weekend. Other than that, however, I guess I'm not thinking about a lot else. Sometimes I think about getting some fine liquor (painfully, I'm out of Bailey's) or I dream about how I'll go about furnishing my new pad in Bismarck this May. Take tonight for example. I was being a good member of our notorious household in Fargo and cleaned up some of the newspapers near our coffee table. During this process I happened to find a sale flier for Herberger's. According to said leaflet, they've a sale right now, on stuff the Goat needs - cookware. I obsessed over their offerings, from Analon to Circulon to Emerilware, to some other crap that was almost $600 for a 10-pc set or something. I think I settled on the Emerilware - they have a set of 10 on sale for only $199.99; it looks pretty tight.

Besides dreaming of crazy ways to blow money I don't really have, I've started thinking of the womenfolk once again. I'd hoped to defer this for a longer period. See, after the failed experience back in November/December, my desire to persue another relationship was nonexistent. I guess I just didn't want to put up with all the shit that comes hand-in-hand with all the good things one can find by sharing yourself with someone. I still don't - the last thing I want right now is to be back in a relationship - but with valentine's day's cheesy commercialism creeping up soon, I can't help but notice that, well, I'm one in a very, very small group of singles in my circle of friends and aquaintances. Again, this isn't a huge issue right now (at other times, I'd likely feel pretty down about this), but it's just one of those things. It's the little imp that runs out from under the porch whenever I leave home, the one that pummels me with shit and taunts me with small utterances, always looking out for me, just making sure that I'm prepared for the day; ready to tackle the world's problems with a stone facade of uneasiness and doubt.

It seems that time is creeping forward faster, now - it's almost the Witching Hour. And especially on nights before workdays, I try to be in bed before the witches ride.

I leave you with the fine sounds of a live track by Metallica, from Woodstock '99: "Seek and Destroy". Sleep well, faithful reader. Slink in the dark tonight, between cars and through the alleys. Seek your nemesis - and destroy-ahhhh.