chaz720.net - journal

March 27, 2000

'You say, you want, diamonds and a ring of gold. You say, you want, your story to remain untold. About all the promises we made, from the cradle to the grave. when all I want, is you.'

I can't get over Something Awful. Joel brought this site to my attention and now I can't help but read every single page on the site. Damn you Joel. But at least it gives me something to do over break. Or I could work on more YDKJS games. Like this new episode that I made today. I have proved to myself that it will be in fact very easy to make new episodes now that the first one has been done. At some point this week I will add cheesy sound effects and see how much it alters the size of the swf file. If it is not all that much bigger then I will start using them. If the are, fuck it, I just assume have 35k files for those as much as I'm sure you do. But oh, wait, just about every single one of you who read this has broadband of some form. So screw it. Today was pretty interesting. I awoke around 12:30 to a phone call from bakers square, and I'm like, you'd better have something good to say Joel if you're gonna wake me up at this hour in the afternoon. he says hey what's up. I saw nothing, and he says, cool, I'm on my way over (click). okay. So we sat around and did a whole lot of making fun of bugs in Zelda 64 and not a whole lot else. I then got kicked out of my house at around 10 cause my dad had to go to sleep and we all met at Joel's house. Mr. Hayhurst has this little toy car that you pull back and it goes and I pulled it back, put it on Marci's head, and it went... ...Okay, so it was a bad idea, I realize that now, but all things being equal you have to admit it was pretty funny. We ended up having to take the car apart and disassemble the propulsion system to get it out of her hair, but it was pretty funny in hindsight. Unfortunately for me, Marci didn't think so. After it was out she threatened to hand me my nuts on a platter so I did what any honorable man would. I ran like a muthafucka. But all's well that ends well right, heh heh, yea, right. If'n I ain't the grand daddy of all liars.

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