I was born a sinner, somebody is talking about that, rubish.  It's ne of the 
ways that the christians control people, they make everybody out to have done 
wrong eventhough they many have not.  It works very well to control the 
masses.  But it seems wrong.  It takes away so much.  I just ordered some 
soup, very good soup.  As I sit here, I can see people walking around.  The 
front windows of this plae are amazing, I can see people before they can see 
me.  It works like a sort of miror.  Very cool.  None of the stores I can see 
from here are very interesting at all.  But they are still here, nonetheless. 
 odd how the book nook has done so poorly in this town.  The two people 
talking about sinning must have left.  Since I don't see them anymore.  
I have to remember to push straight down on these keys, otherwise I miss 
charecters.Not like I can spell anyway.  The doorbell for the play is in 
place, now I must simply wire it up, so that it works.  I got the speaker 
in the green room to work.  It seems odd, in the playhouse, stuff that never 
existed is created, and it seems so real after it is done.  Some of our plays 
are quite good, and others are mildly amusing.  The one we are working on 
right now is just great, it's a dark comedy.  Funny as hell, and sadistic.  
The way they should be.  Silly how life is, you are born, you die, and 
somewhere in the middle, you wear a digital watch.  I am planning on getting 
a new watch.  One that sits on my wrist, and not in my pocket.  The one I have
 sat on my wrist just fine, but it broke, and now must sit in my pocket.  
Thats very annoying.  I saw a kewl sun watch with the logo on it for $35, and 
it is gold plated.  It looks realy expensive, but is't The main bonus is the 
sun logo, and the face is purple.  The color of sun.  Skiny busnes guy walking
 in with dark insext eyes, and a loud tie.  He's wearing part of a suit, but 
not the whole thing.  I can not do that.  If I have part of a suit on, I must
 put the res on if I go into public.  ctlxctll does something that's silly.  
I think I'm going to write a fun thing, the pedophiles complete guide to 
emacs, with featruing those two little fucktoys that stared on Fullhouse.  
or maby not, probably not.  That was just one of my crazy rambelings.  Please 
ignore it.  There must have been an art show at the brickery.  Most of the 
pictues are quite cool, but some of them suck, pictues of houses, and frams, 
and pastures, and bowls of fruit.  No matter how well something like that is 
done, it still sucks.  Mostly because it dosn't intest me one bit.  Being 
interested in something makes it all worth wile, but my intrest in most things
 is nothing at all.  I am not shure why, but is is.  I can type quite fast, I 
can type as fast as I can talk.  With the right keyboard.  switching between 
my tower, and notbook is a pain because the keyboards are completely different
 sizes.  And the key placement is completely differnet.  Thinking about the 
placement of the keys is funny, the reason that qwerty keyboards are standard
 goes back to the days of manual typewriters.  That layout was used to reduce
 effecincy.  Because if you typed fast enough, you would jam up the machine, 
I don't know why it's still used though, since you can't jam up a P-266 by 
typing fast.  It can think much faster than you can type.  But the standard 
still exists.  Maby I should switch to a dovork keymaping.  It's layed out in
 a much more sencible way.  But I know qwerty way to well.  So, thier's realy 
not much point in switchin, since I'm quite proficent at qwerty.  Marva is 
here...very good.  She's a very nice person to talk to.  I will chat with her 
for a bit, and smoke a bit.  All the people who work here are so nice, I don't
 know why, but it's good.  It has to do with susan, and tom hiring good people
, and that is a good thing.  It's amazingly amazing!.  Ok, enough zaphod.  I 
have yet to touch the soup I ordered, it's been sitting at my table for a bit 
now.  I'm planning on going on a road trip after the play is done, it will 
give me time to relax, and get out of my house for a bit, but first I must 
clean up my van.  And fix some of the stuff in it.  Thier are lots of places 
I can go, but I don't know where to start.  I could go to texas, or someplace 
like that.  It's not that far.  I would plan on being gone for a couple weeks,
 or a month or so.  But no more than a month.   Otherwise my electric bill, 
and other such things will cause a problem.  I'm a silly monkey, this I know,
 cause mikeys tells me so.  Little ones to him belong, they are weak, but I 
am strong.  Quite a strange mix of things here.  I don't know why.  My mind 
is so cluttered with things that I don not understand on a conctious level, 
but subconctiously I understand everything.  Eating soup finaly.  I must get 
my mailbox enlarged when I take my trip.  That way I don't miss anything 
inportant.  I hate white cars.  I think they are unmarked police cars.  
till I look at them for a second, and don't see several thousand dollars 
worth of raido equipment hanging off of them.  I'm going to try to become of 
member of the CDC, not because of other people, but I think it would be cool, 
and it would give me cool things to think about.  Plus a kick arse cDc pin.  
That's about all.  Also, I would be invited to things such as summercon, and 
other such things.  The best place to get maps, is from the fone co.  I don't 
know what day it is.  I just realzed that