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Monday, October 1, 2001 03:23 p.m.
You know, it's nice to have a chat with your mother. Chats become totally impossible in adolescence, at least in my experience. And I'm now at a point where I chat. One small step for man, one giant leap for my less psychotic tendancies.

Had some people over last night, though I mostly hid. Wasn't feeling up to company, and I really wanted to finish this Vance book I was reading. Seth- The Tschai ("planet of adventure") books are excellent, PARTICULARLY the last two, which I think are among Vance's finest. Well, extra particularly the third book (The Dirdir) which is just spectacular. I can now see how the GURPS people can make a supplement out of this series... I'm actually looking forward to it, if it's actually on the way.

Saturday, September 29, 2001 06:35 p.m.
How frustrating is it when some suburban filth makes the love of your life burst into tears at work, and you can't call upon George "Double-O Soul" Bush to bring justice to their postal district?

Anyway. I just remembered I was supposed to pick up the house today. ARGGHHH! I possess the dumb!

And while we're on the dumb subject, why do I spend lots of time collecting books by an author who I know is consistently the most purely enjoyable I've ever encountered, and then NOT READ THE BOOKS? I kick myself whenever I pry one open.

Thursday, September 27, 2001 09:03 p.m.
Seth- You're ready to put pen to paper. Get it on! Borges will only confuse your aims- I love the guy but he has a tendancy to lose your mind in strange avenues of thought. Besides, his genius will depress you.

I'm just saying this because my experience with writing courses in Scotland was that neither I nor anyone else in the class had written enough for the classes to be of any real use. I mean, it's hard to discuss what sucks about your writing if you haven't written a large volume of suckiness. Which sounds like pain, but is really kind of entertaining (I'm doing it right now and it's kind of fun to look at your writing and say, "Boy, that's crap! Let's make some more!")

Well, that and I'm kind of curious what kind of writing Seth Lombardi would produce. :)

And dammit, Remi's got me all tingly about roleplaying again. Curse you, Remi! I hope you're happy... soon I'm going to spend a useless day flipping through RPGs. I just know it.

This is kind of big, and the page is getting wacky. So I'll probably be archiving soon.

Thursday, September 27, 2001 01:40 p.m.
So hungry... ugh. I need to get more food-that-is-in-the-house.

The little piece of metal/braces in Liz's mouth came loose, so she had to go to the dentist this morning. But at least it's out of there. There are some really scary dentists in this world.

Tuesday, September 25, 2001 09:15 p.m.
Just checked out the new LOTR trailer. VERY impressed, though (as we've seen with Star Wars) this may not be representative of the quality of the final movie. I don't know, though... the tone just seems.... right... Could it be? Could it be a good fantasy movie? I dare not hope.

Oh, and look for Hugo Weaving in the trailer. That's going to be interesting... "The ring must be destroyed... Mr. Anderson..."

Tuesday, September 25, 2001 08:56 p.m.
Seth- Pitas will archive your page for you... look in the admin page. If you want to back it up, you can always save the html to your hard drive.

Oh, and did I mention that I made a MD of the Jet Grind Radio soundtrack? It's a good thing. It's a sanity thing.

I really need to get back to my writing. It's always dangerous when you find a nice resting point...

Tuesday, September 25, 2001 01:25 p.m.
Hmm. Just managed to seriously freak myself out.

I was playing NBA2K1, and I decided to try out the "player create" system. I'd already created a team, the "Portland Steamers" (yeah, like Maine would have a pro bball team!) So I figured hey, why not make a bball-playing Sarazin to add to the team.

To make a long story short, the player create works a little TOO well, and now there's a player running around that looks, well, JUST LIKE ME. It's kinda scary... I mean, Phil Jackson pulled me out for fouled someone, and I felt ashamed of myself. :)

Anyway. Seth, when are you going to get some fiction writing done? I'm working on something now... maybe we could compare notes.

Monday, September 24, 2001 12:23 p.m.
Jim brought over his 8mm projector last night and we had a good time watching some old film reels (Charlie Chaplin, really old news programs, etc).

Today, unfortunately, isn't feeling like a very productive day. Hmmm.

Sunday, September 23, 2001 06:43 p.m.
Well well, Seth. Don't be too proud of this technological terror you've constructed. The ability to add new paragraphs is insignificant next to the power of the Force.

In other words, learn HTML and make your website PRETTY!!!!! Or I eat you.

Anyway. The venerable Jim is coming over tonight. Hopefully we'll entertain him. On the HTML front, I'm beginning to really appreciate the structural challenges facing professional web designers. And since I'm too cheapass to buy a "do stuff fer yer dumb ass" editor, I'm stuck doing a lot of grunt work. But that's ok. On the writing side, things proceed well indeed. But more on that later.

Seth, what does it mean that your worldview is built on something that isn't there? SOMETHING's there, right? I don't know... sometimes I think it's important to recognize that your thoughts sometimes tell you that they're coming from this thing over there, where in fact they're misleading you and there coming from that other thing over behind the cheese log. Or something.

I recently realized that a lot of my thoughts about screwing up school were really selfish, in a certain way. And that I really got a lot out of school, and that maybe my school experience was ideal for who I am. It wasn't so much my perceptions of other people that were off base... it was my sense of things having a certain set value.

Ok, I'm going to stop spewing crap now. Please leave a message at the tone.

Sunday, September 23, 2001 03:01 p.m.
I don't think the world is quite ready for Germans singing about Sailor Moon.

Sunday, September 23, 2001 09:30 a.m.
More food for thought.

Sunday, September 23, 2001 09:15 a.m.
After listening to "Psychic Sue Yarmey" on the car radio this morning, Live 365 is a great source of sanity.

Saturday, September 22, 2001 02:34 p.m.
Seth Lombardi, one man party!

Saturday, September 22, 2001 09:37 a.m.
Hmmm. I'm fairly sure I dreamt in HTML last night. *shudder*

I've discovered that my writing flows more readily when I'm using a text editor than one of those fancy-dancy word processors. Odd. Mmm, hungry. Must forage for munchies.

Friday, September 21, 2001 05:55 p.m.
Hmmm. Mike Goodrum is writing a fantasy novel (or so it appears) in his blog. Which I think means that he is officially cooler than me.

For the record, I've been working on a vaguely defined writing project that's organized via HTML. But I don't have the guts to do it online. :) Maybe one of these days.

Friday, September 21, 2001 03:31 p.m.
I don't know. I think everyone thought the do-nothing 90s would last forever, and now they're glum because it's not true. I don't know that I'll miss the 90s, though. They gave me a really bad opinion of mankind in general.

So what comes after a decade of neglect? I guess that's what we all have to decide.

Thursday, September 20, 2001 09:51 p.m.
Gee. Now that we have a, heh, "Homeland Defense Office", I feel a lot safer. Now we can all join hands and skip singing into our dystopian, Brazil-esqe future.

In other news, Go Go Operation Infinite Justice! Main screen turn on!

Thursday, September 20, 2001 01:43 p.m.
Ok, now THAT'S funny.

Thursday, September 20, 2001 09:01 a.m.
Bwa-hwa-ha! So what exactly was I referring to yesterday? Who knows.

I want a cheeseburger.

Wednesday, September 19, 2001 10:54 p.m.
Oy, toothache.

Tomorrow I might actually accomplish something.

Wednesday, September 19, 2001 01:44 p.m.
Isn't it funny how the strangest things aren't boring?

Tuesday, September 18, 2001 10:57 p.m.
*sound of terrible sucking as Andrew is devoured by the expanding St. John's blogmass* Oh well, I managed to hide for a week or so. If anyone's following a link, I'm SJCA class of 2001. I seem to be alone in that regard. Oh well.

Monday, September 17, 2001 03:16 p.m.
Food for thought.

Monday, September 17, 2001 10:24 a.m.
Another late night hanging out with Jim, Karen, and Elise. Susie stopped by for a bit as well, and Dave and his wife also made an appearance.

It's amazing the kind of fascinating stories you can wring out of people. I really ought to preserve them for posterity.

Sunday, September 16, 2001 04:11 p.m.
Ok. On second thought, I think I'll actually put the archive button BELOW the tables, where i have the handy little EFF button.

Sunday, September 16, 2001 04:07 p.m.
I have this issue, wherein I buy books because I've convinced myself it would be best if I learned stuff (as a means to an end). But actually, I buy them because I really just want to read them(as an end). I'm not sure whether it's really a bad thing, but I recently discovered that I do it all the time.

Sunday, September 16, 2001 10:14 a.m.
And my older entries roll off into the sunset. There should be an archive link on the left soon. I think.

I have a strong feeling that today is going to give me a headache.