NO!

How much is enough? Do you one day just lean back, relax and say "I'm happy now"?

No

It's in our nature to never have enough. Oh well, life goes on.

At work we got enough new users in a week to have a pizza party! WOWO! Hmm, well not that exciting, but still quite cool. Free pizza is something to never turn down. I also got a new T-shirt today. iBook a go go ;) Maby it will get me girls, very much unlike this iBook is doing for me.

In the begining I thought it would help. But apparently not. Girls just arn't impressed with this sort of thing I guess. Makes me wonder why I wanted one in the first place (A girl that is). I mean, who wants someone who doesn't appriciate good computers? Fuck 'em! If they don't want to fondle my sexy iBook, they can just go out into the street and get fucked by some big jockboy who knows jack shit. They don't deserve my attention.

Maby I'm just looking in the wrong places? Thier has to be someone out there for me, someone else who just happens to be the oppisite sex, and knows quality computing. One day I will find her, or she will find me. But that day is not today. Maby tommorow, you never know what the next day might bring. Maby even wireless networking!

Thier are things in life that cause harm to the body, and the soul. Wine, wemon, and song. I mostly abstane from the wine ;) Hehe. Hmm, that was some rather pointless drivel. And, no I'm not going to delete it.

How do these lousers get these good looking girls? I fail to understand that. I mean, yarg! Maby if I wasn't hacking up a lung every couple of minuits... Aside from that, I'm a descent looking guy, maby the beard is a bit overkill, but hell. It makes me look older, I like that.

Big brother rules the nation, one nation under god. We stand above the rest. Our specilty is infultration. Prepare youself for domination! With mighty high technoligy we stand above the rest. Pack your bags you third world nations, victory through domination!

Would you light my candle?

The whole place smokes, it burns. You can see the fire for miles. Nobody cares though. They know the old man who lives in that house. No one will miss him much. Far to much of a problem, wasn't he? Now he's gone, nothing left but a pile of ashes. So it goes.

Is it a toaster? Maby a bread box? Can you guess?

Going insane!

Sleep will come soon, must leave. No, not wanted, but must. Bye!

EOF