19 december 00
not to blog

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no geeku by me

For reasons explained very eloquently below, I have decided to discontinue the blogger powered section of this site. It just seemed like an incredible cop-out and waste of time to me. But it was worth a try.

For purposes of completion, the entire blog is archived below.

12.19.2000

blogging is stupid. time to archive and return to just a journal.
posted by the shrimp 12:08:03 PM

OK, this is officially a ten day long cold/flu. Will I ever get better? *cough*
posted by the shrimp 10:59:16 AM

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12.18.2000

new entry is up, warning: lots of images....
posted by the shrimp 10:19:31 PM

o-tay do-tay, I'm back from Tempe, and lemme just say that the desert is a shitty place to go when you have a cold. I've never seen so much blood in my life. On the bright side I rested a bit and got to hit on a few members of the Womens National Soccer Team in a hotel lobby. took loads of pictures -- journal entry(ies) tonite, I hope.
posted by the shrimp 2:08:35 PM

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12.15.2000

Still kinda sick, but made it into work...

Leaving for Tempe tomorrow, and now I'm worried that I'll get lonely and dejected because I'll be there all by myself with no-one to talk to. Oh well, I guess that's what the "lobby bar" is for... It's a really nice place that I'm staying at though.

Oh yeah, about that little ugly bulldog ... he lived in the studio where we did our webcast.
posted by the shrimp 11:02:07 AM

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12.14.2000

new journal entry is here
posted by the shrimp 10:01:19 AM

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12.13.2000

Journal entry's gotta wait til tomorrow ... I'm too bloomin' ill to compose a coherent sentence, been in bed since 4pm, drifting in and out of consciousness and wondering why I never got this sick when I smoked cigarettes

and I somehow managed to book myself two fun-filled nights in Tempe Arizona for this weekend, because I needed the miles. now I'm thinking I need the vacation even more. g'night.
posted by the shrimp 9:33:03 PM

So I sang ok, but I'm sicker now. And I may have gotten Rachel sick as well, after she was nice enough to drive up at the last minute and be my date for the party. So I'm feeling guilty about that.

In good news, "Shake" made it's debut to an unsuspecting audience and came across rather well. I've never seen people dance to a tune they've never heard before, let alone one the person who wrote it had never heard before. Now I just need to polish it and introduce it to Groaning Mona.

Our network administrator gave me some medicine and it's working like a charm. My head is clearing up and I may be able to finish the workday. Ah, and I'm going to Arizona this weekend, I think. More on that later, in the journal....
posted by the shrimp 12:46:29 PM

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12.12.2000

So, I got out of bed today, which is more than I can say for yesterday.

Still craving chicken soup and worried that I won't be able to sing tonight.
posted by the shrimp 11:26:12 AM

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12.11.2000

New entries are up in the journal for 12.08 and 12.10.
posted by the shrimp 11:50:45 AM

Today I'm home "sick." Boss's orders, believe it or not, as he wants my vocal cords in perfect shape for tomorrow's performance. Fat chance of that, I say, but I do appreciate the rest...
posted by the shrimp 11:08:18 AM

What is the Second Sunday of Advent, why is Jesus also named Emmanuel, and why does my oh-so-Jewish name get a line of its own in the church program?
posted by the shrimp 10:58:45 AM

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12.8.2000

I am _so_ druhnk right now (to the point where I can't even spell the word "drunk". Not a bad thing, considering I quit drinking for over a week and still can't bring myself to ingest alcolhol if i'm driving, which I'm not. Nonetheless, I'm working on this journal entry (something I've never done before ... _work_ on an entry) ... that rhymes, believe it or not, and kinda reflects my feeling about life during this oh-so-so holiday time of year...
posted by the shrimp 9:28:50 PM

I'm curious: if sex is such a good headache remedy, why is "Not tonight dear, I have a headache" such a common refusal?
posted by the shrimp 11:52:47 AM

What a stupid awards show, quite juvenile. I watched everyone get drunk and it went on and on and on and I didn't get home until 4am.

Angel won "Best Female Drummer." IceDog and Selva lost in their respective categories, which serves to confirm my belief that music awards in general have nothing to do with music.

Oh yeah, and there was no "best keyboardist" category....
posted by the shrimp 9:56:20 AM

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12.7.2000

Thought I was going. Wamba called. His biggest memory of December 7 is standing on the deck of his submarine and watching a paratrooper fall to his death after his chute didn't open during a commemorative jump. Add one more body to Pearl Harbor, I guess...

Friggin depressing....

And I really am going now...
posted by the shrimp 6:08:52 PM

Fog rolled in, fog rolled out. I just realized, fog really does roll, and pretty fast at that.

It's dark now, I'm the last one in the office, and I'm off the Rock City Awards to get my ass kicked both literally and figuratively.
posted by the shrimp 5:48:46 PM

in the journal
hello world
posted by the shrimp 5:46:32 PM

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19 december 1999: : didn't write

19 december 1998: : didn't write

19 december 1997: short notes : so swamped that I forgot to call my mother and wish her a happy birthday yesterday. Boy, was she pissed. As if I needed any more guilt... Then again, that's what jewish mothers are for.

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