chaz720.net - journal

April 24, 2002

You could see me reaching, so why couldn’t you have met me halfway? You could see me bleeding, but you could not put pressure on the wound.... You only think about yourself. You only think about yourself. You’d better bend before I go... on the first train to Mexico.... You could see me breathing, but you still kept your hand over my mouth.... You could feel me seething, but you just turned your nose up in the air.... You only think about yourself. You only think about yourself... You’d better bend before I go... on the first train to Mexico.....

A little more Incubus... Sometimes it's amazing, you turn around one day and you have a cd collection. It's hard to believe such a thing could happen now adays, especially considering I have something like 12 gigs of mp3s on my machine, but it can.

I'm trying desperately to wind down here at the end of the longest semester ever, but my classes aren't really letting me. I still have two big homework assignments due next week the last day of classes and I have an hour exam on monday in music. As my ece313 professor was passing out the next assignment about two or three of us kinda groaned that will still had more work to do. To which he replied, "there are only a few things that are certain: death, taxes, and the cursed 14th homework assignment." I suppose he's right, thinking that at the end of a semester like this that I'd get a break is a long stretch of wishful thinking.

I got myself a simple (D-pad, 4 buttons, two triggers) game controller so now I can play the original Legend of Zelda, Super Mario Brothers 3, 1943, and Rush N' Attack in all their glory on my computer. It's remarkable how much harder those games seemed way back when I apparently sucked hard core at platform jumpers.

Joel got his site back up again and I think he's kept it simple and yet legible enough that it could work very well. It's funny how two people that know each other can keep each other writing entries if they both have blog/journal/thingies so much easier than it is to keep going on your own. And since, really, llamanade.net has essentially turned into an unglorified message board for everyone (not a bad thing) joel and I are the only ones still fucking stubborn enough to think that this is actually a good idea.

btw it's clearly a tennis ball she's holding...

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