From the look of things, I’m heading to Bootie tonight. As it stands, I don’t have anyone to go with but that shouldn’t stop me from having a good time.
Maybe I’ll run into someone I know. *shrug* Who knows…
Okay, I guess it’s time for me to shower, shave and load my shuffle up with tunes.
I don’t know when Indie 103.1 started doing an mp3 stream for their radio station, but I really appreciate it. Like a lot.
Now all they need to do is offer their mash-ups in something other than WMA. Because seriously, fuck Windows Media Player…
I’m trying to figure out if I should attend SXSW 2006.
Apparently, admission goes up after the 30th – so I guess I should try to figure this out as quickly as possible.
I know some of y’all might not get much of a rise out of DOUCHE or NOT – but I still think it’s one of the best things to come out of Webzine 2005.
Well, that and getting to watch a cute, nekkid girl get bound in saran wrap and covered in stickers. But that’s just how I roll…
Hosted WordPress. Seriously, beg or steal yourself an invite if you must.
And from what I’ve seen of WordPress 1.6 I’m pretty sure I’ve found a tool to get me to move the fuck off Blogger for good. It’s not that Blogger’s been bad to me, but I’m finally growing up enough to want more.
You know what’s not sexy?
A man in fuck-me boots, stockings and a short vinyl skirt. Hell, I think my penis has packed its bags and headed back to SoCal a day early. For serious.
Is it bad that I have no desire whatsoever to go to my high school reunion?
I’ve considered mailing the committee and saying “Oh, I’m so sorry. Jason’s dead.”
I’d probably get my photo in the program if I did that.
Besides, it’d be sort of funny to watch people freak out when I show up for the 20 year one.
So I’m not quite sure what’s going to happen with this site. I just figured setting up and playing with WordPress would be a worthwhile distraction.
And while I really don’t need another distraction, it’s still nice to have one. It manages to keep my mind off the impending burnout that I can see poking its head above my horizon.