7/25/2001 08:23:32 PM
i have a headache induced by the chemical fumes let off by bubba loons, those littel rainbow tubes of liquid rubber that goes on the end of a straw and gets blown up like balloons. the stuff is about as toxic smelling as nail polish, only right in your face as you hyperventilate trying to blow them up. somehow though, they're still fun. there was a show on tlc about hackers, i missed most of it, and what i did catch was primarily about steven mitnick, an old time hacker who got his start in the 80's and went to jail a bunch, who isn't all that interesting. i wonder if he TyPEd liKe tHizZ? i think i've found a good group discussion mailing list script for my mom's site, it's a hybrid of majordomo, a pretty confusing system that comes in .tar, and mailman, another script i'm not familiar with, it's called mojo, and it may very well be an evil genius, i just don't know yet. it seems promising though, looks easy to install, versatile, yay! the lightbulb in the den blew out and i am too scaredy of heights to get up on a chair and change it so i am squinting and it's nauseating looking at this radiactive computer screen. a while ago someone posed a question at the ikonboard, asking, what are you afraid of? my answer included, along with heights, a reference to gross barbie doll women who tan, and somebody thought it was funny, but i swear, they scare the hell out of me. i was in line behind a pack of them at tj maxx once, and to this day i can't shake the image of their tropical pink nail polish on leathery hands clutching cell phones and credit cards, gabbing like mindless fools while people waited for them to shut up and stop piling heaps of crappy interior decorating merchandise on the counter. do you think this heart shaped lamp is country style? it looks rustic to me. i hope it's country, i want country. i must go shower immediately, the thought of them is so vile i could puke.

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