Thanks to Krodi, the entire network was crippled for about 77 hours this weekend. It all started when I realized that my DSL was going waaaaaaaaaaaay too slow. Like, less than a kbps transfer rate. Way not cool.

I called Verizon thinking that it was a hardware issue and to see what they could do. They didn't do much of anything except tell me I had a virus. I had Philip pirate me some state of the art AntiVirus software (and some games while he was at it), and then I installed it.

I had the three computers all on my desk, and I was installing, and scanning and playing games on three different computers at the same time. It was awesome.

Anyways, it wasn't a virus, just some malware which hijacked his computer, and he didn't want to say anything about it fearing I would destroy his life. Well, when it infected my computer, I naturally assumed, correctly as I later found out, that it was his fault. Some brand new eXact program or something like that and was downloaded from a porn site at 2:13 in the morning on the Tuesday January 25th.

In other news, Phil and I are having a great time. We have conjoined efforts to ascertain a job. So far, we have more fun just driving around and shopping than we do filling out applications. We did get a list of places where we can apply online, and I'm going to do that as soon as I'm done here.

I can't help but feel that Dan and I are drifting apart... I really hate it, and I miss him even though he's not really gone yet. But, he's busy with swimming and michelle. He tries to include me as much as he can, but ... Like Friday night we went over to Nicoles house. It was him and Michelle, Nicole and Pat, and then me. Needless to say, I felt incredibly out of place.

Anyways, new topic.

I learned how to drive a standard today. It wasn't nearly as hard as I thought it was going to be. Now I can drive any vehicle on the road. Go me.

I have to wear rubberbands on my braces, and not only do they hurt, they are completely assanine. I got into a HUGE fight with my orthodontist in the middle of the office. It was pretty funny as I recall it... Anyways, when they were doing my mouth, they failed to account for the growth rates of my jaw, which, coincidentally, have never changed or stopped for any reason, and fucked up my midline. So, now, I have to wear this rubberband mess, which is strategically placed in middle of my face. Its fucking ridiculous.

My asshole orthodontist told me that it would take about six months to correct. I called another orthodontist and he laughed. He said exactly what I was hoping for: Reen is crazy.

I've lost 19 pounds, which makes me feel good. Not only am I getting healthier, but this is the first New Years Resolution I've stuck to since... well... ever. I'm not doing anything drastic, I'm just eating right, eating less, and being more active.

I have decided and finalized mental plans to get a degree in business, get a great job, move to the country, or the west coast with my partner and have three kids. I want kids, so that I can give them an awesome life... the one that I didn't get.


JESUS the creative juices are flowing... here's another idea:

I want to start an artist colony. After I'm successful in the bussiness world, I want to buy a small town in Europe. I want to revamp it an turn it into a place where artists can be creative and not have to worry about paying the rent.

Now, I don't want you to think that I've gone soft. I would make them sign a contract which would essentially state that anything that they might create belongs to me. I will, of course, lease the rights back to them for a moderate fee. ::queue apprentice theme::

Oh man. Some commercials are pretty funny.

I think it would suck to get buried alive... almost as much as drowning.

I think I'm done for now...
TTFN.

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