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Posts from ‘June, 2002’

why?

Many, many people are screaming that Linux/Apache/MySQL/PHP (LAMP) is a POWERFUL combination, and I whole-heartedly agree. Even more people agree that MySQL is very powerful. From a different avenue, many people enjoy maintaining a weblog of some sort.
Given that, why are the (arguably) best blogging engines (in terms of flexibility, and customization abilities) simply scripts [...]

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If there weren't 27 million people in my apartment right now I would scream as loud as I could.

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fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck

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I have never been more frustrated with not being able to actually look at someone when I am speaking to them than I am right now.

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I shouldn't be up this early, but I am. Too much to think about.

Jess–

(filtered just for you)
I tried to send you an email tonight, but hotmail bounced it saying your mailbox was full.
Here is what I tried to send:
I am going to bed. I can't think about this anymore tonight. It is tearing me up into a million little pieces trying to think of the perfect words to [...]

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I love her more now than ever before. Wow.
Yes, monkey, I told her. And she didn't care.
I have a wedding to go to. Shit.

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I'm tired, cranky, worried, paranoid, stressed out, and insecure. But even with all that, I love her, and that makes everything seem okay.

you just don't know…

Sure the story I posted about the car driving through the building is funny. But you really can't appreciate it until you've at least been in that building to understand the dynamics of it all. 's been in that building, and she understands

to whom it may concern…

This is mostly for you, you, you, me, you, you, you, and my mom. But others may find it interesting/useful as well.
Here is my schedule for the next few days.
Wednesday

Get off work around 3:30pm.
Go home.
Pick up Tux at 4:00pm.
Change clothes.
Mail a letter.
Get to my mom's by 6:30pm.
Brother's bachelor party at 7:00pm. Ugh.
Try not to kill [...]