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<body topmargin=0 leftmargin=0 marginheight=0 marginwidth=0> <table cellpadding=0 cellspacing=0 border=0><tr> <td valign="top" colspan=2 height=80 BGCOLOR="#000000" TEXT="#F7F7FF"> <div> <FONT SIZE="5" COLOR="#C0DCC0" FACE="Arial" ><B>   </B></FONT><B>     |     </B><A HREF="index.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE=" "><U><B>home</B></U></A></div> <div> <B>Update Archive's</B><B>   |   </B><A HREF="id17.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE=" Mediocrity"><U><B>Mediocrity</B></U></A></div> <div> </div> </td> </tr><tr> <td valign="top" width=210 BGCOLOR="#000000" TEXT="#F7F7FF"> <bR> </td> <td valign="top" height=400 BGCOLOR="#000000" TEXT="#F7F7FF"> <div> Update Archive's</div> <bR> <bR> <div> Sound basic? That's cause it is. I'm just putting the old updates here so I don't clutter up Mediocrity.</div> <bR> <bR> <div> Update Dec 3 2000</div> <div> ok. I am not going to regularly update this page anymore. I will occasionally change something, maybe, but I doubt it will be major. I just don't like updating the page. I think part of the reason I made it was I was a bored freshmen in college who hadn't met enough people, I wasn't involved in the bijillions of extra-curricular activities that I am now, and I wanted a way to stay in contact with jen (see the archives if you don't know who I'm talking about)... a way to let her know what was going on in my life without the incessant IMing or expensive long distance. Now I am a fairly busy sophmore in college, I know enough ppl that it seems I am constantly busy with someone, and for the first time (in at least 3-4 years it feels like) in my life I am cool with being plutonic with jen. I still think she's a perfect 10 (by my standards) and am distraught at the idea that I will probably never again find so perfect a 10 (by my standards) that was or will be attracted to me but I guess it is all for the best. To my adoring fans (yeah right) goodbye.</div> <bR> <div> Update Oct 30 2000</div> <div> I'll give you three guesses as to what I haven't been updating lately and your clue is that it's my webpage. Why haven't I been updating it? well... I've been ridiculous busy. Everytime I get a few min to myself I want to just relax. Anyway this is just a short update to change a few things around.</div> <bR> <div> October 2 2000</div> <div> ok, I am sick and tired of tripod, the home of my main site... lousy bugger's servers keep going down... here is my first publishable update since the 29th.</div> <bR> <div> Sept 30 2000</div> <div> I added some more <A HREF="id22.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Eye Candy"><U>eye candy</U></A>.... yaaaaay!</div> <bR> <div> Sept 29 2000</div> <div> I joined the lacross team. I'm not sure how I feel about that, but I hope I'll like it. Jennie is coming to visit tomorrow... yaaaay! Umm... I got nuthing else to talk about that I can think of... oh yeah, the Robert Morrisson colony came to visit... good guys.</div> <bR> <div> Sept 28 2000</div> <div> So how about three updates in one day... how about that? I added a new piece of <A HREF="id22.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Eye Candy"><U>eye candy</U></A> to the mix... umm... ok, I have to get this out before it kills me... aparently some dude at one point in time visited my <A HREF="id84.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Dear Gwen"><U>Dear Gwen</U></A> Section and thought it was funny. He copies the page without giving credit to this site (since I am the author that bugged me a little) and sends it to some of his friends, who in turn send it to some other people, well... I guess you know how things can spread on the web. Anyway, I had to read a poem, song, story etc today in my public speaking class and I chose to read my dear gwen section.... After I finish it, the first queston/comment was whether or not I actually wrote that. I was like, "yeah. It's on my webpage. I came up with the idea a few weeks ago." and the dude that asked said that someone he knows from the DC area had emailed it to him. Think about that. Think about the unbelievable odds of that. I wrote something and published it on the net. I get almost no hits to my site, but someone out there liked what I wrote enough to email it around. My ittie bittie obscure article was passed around to probably a very, very, very, very small percentage of the millions of web users our there, but my dear gwen section ended up being seen by someone who not only attended the same school as I, but was in the same (obscure) public speaking class. Just thinking about the odds of that are mind boggling. It must be something like one in three trilliion that someone in my class would have been exposed to something I wrote in they way that he was without ever knowing that I wrote it... Geez... it hard to explain.... I'm just so surprised. Maybe one day I'll be famous.</div> <bR> <div> Sept 28, 2000 </div> <div> I'll have some eyecand by this evening</div> <bR> <div> Sept 28, 2000</div> <div> ok so I'm sorta pissed... I wanted to start doing updates daily agai and friggen tripod goes down for a week or two (I couldn't update even though my site was accessable) Oh well... more later.</div> <bR> <div> Sept 21, 2000 </div> <div> Sheesh! These days are really sneaking up on me. Hopefully I'll be able to find some time to work on this page in the next few days... its been ages since I added new eye candy, so I need to come up with some ideas for interesting things to put my face on. Maybe Mt. Rushmore.....? No?</div> <div> I am really digging my abnormal psych class.... this stuff is so friggen interesting. I got to sit in on an evaluation and I really enjoyed the experience. If for some strange reason I dont become a lawyer, I want to be a clinical psychologist for sure. It just so amazing to analyze the human psyche and diagnose problems... and the prospect of helping people who really need it is a great one indeed. Enough of that, though.  ummm..... I got nuthin else to add now.</div> <div> ~ken</div> <bR> <div> Sept 16, 2000</div> <div> I hate being busy almost as much as I dislike being bored. I wanted to make an update for my webpage sooner than now but the complete fucking idiots running access to the server cut me off and it took them 3 days to get me plugged back in. Faggerts. I went to a football game today. The Washington and Jefferson Presidents destroyed their opponents 50 something to 12.... it was holesale slaughter. W&J broke a school record for most touchdown passes in a game with 7 in the first half alone!!!!! It was nearly worth sitting through the rain to watch.</div> <bR> <div> Sept 6, 2000</div> <div> Jeez I've been busy since I got back to school. Several times I wanted to do an update but just never got around to it. Hmm... what has happened since I've come back.... let me think... I got my classes... Mon Wed Fri looks like 11:AM-12:15 Poli Sci 401, 12:30-1:45 Camerata, 2:00-4:15 Prob Stat. Tue Thurs looks like 8:30-10:15 Psychopathology, 2:30-4:15 Public Speaking. My administration of justice class (polisci) will most definitly be the most challanging, the prob stat will be the most time consuming, followed closely by Camerata(a vocal ensemble), Psychopathology will most likely be interesting but not terribly difficult and Public speaking is a joke. I went home for the first weekend to help my family work at a county fair and missed having something like 30 cops bust into my dorm to surch for a former brother who went on a drunken/high adventure which got him 2 dui's and possible assult on a police officer, not to mention fleeing the scene of a crime, trespassing, and a host of other things they can nab him for. On a completely unrelated note , my big at my fraternity decided to quite so he wouldn't have to be subject to house alcahol rules. hmmm.... oh yeah, and there was a supposed plot to have a greek sit in (this was all rumour and heresay as far as I can say), so I'm sure some higher ups in the administration have been sweating a bit about that. The problem appears to stem from the fact that our school has decided to asses each house with any and all damages done to them since they were built 30 years ago. Mostly it is a conflict of Landlord/Tennant nature, and the school would lose in a court of law if it were ever allowed to go that far.... the problem with that is the school doesen't realy have anyone to answer to (at least that is how they are acting). The fraternities could run out our current president if they were so inclined, but the president is fearless and has been working hard to get the trustees against us, so he could derocognize us and expell anyone who fought him (it is a private school, so fighting the system isn't easy when it is as corrupt as ours is. I personally would like to work with the college in any way possible, but they are just some damn restrictive and downright rude about stuff. Oh well... In two years I'll be out of here and with any luck in a good lawschool. Well... I'm tired of updating this section, so I'll move on to another.</div> <bR> <div> Aug 29. 2000</div> <div> Well, I'm all set up at college. Things are great. I have my own room (kick ass!) and it isn't nearly so intimidating the second year.... hell I know a good number of people and I think I have things figured out. Maybe this year will be better than last. I have class early tomorrow so I think I'll end this update, but look for changes to the site real soon. Peace out.</div> <bR> <div> Update Aug 25, 2000</div> <div> In two nights I'll be sleeping @ college again. Hmm... thats buggy. I've been playing a lot of freecell lately... it's something to keep me entertained when I'm not playing Hereos 3 (I've beaten the game without cheating and have been going through every single level of the game since) In freecell I'm on a winning streak the likes of which I personally have never seen. I've gone 23 games straight without a loss. When I lose... and it will have to happen eventually... I dont know if I'll ever be able to break the streak again.</div> <bR> <div> Update Aug 24, 2000</div> <div> I'm not very good at being alone... that is from a movie, but I guess it is appropriate for me too. I've always thought of myself as a hopeless romantic... a sensitive kind of guy that would be a good match for a nice girl. I know what it means to me, I fall in love so easily... that is from a song, and I thought it described me. I'm begining to wonder if maybe that feeling where I can't breath isn't really love at all; no, maybe it is fear of being alone... that is from my heart. I'm getting to the point where I can't watch a movie with a guy gets the girl happy ending (gee I wonder what got me in this mood) cause it only reminds me of the one thing missing in my life. I've been told that only when I hit rock bottom and stop looking will miss right come along. So I try... and then I get that empty feeling like I can't breath and I begin to wonder why I even bother. bleh.</div> <bR> <div> Update Aug 17, 2000</div> <div> My cousin had a baby!!!! Yaaaaay!</div> <bR> <div> Update Aug 17, 2000</div> <div> OK, I put in a chat room too</div> <bR> <div> Update Aug 17, 2000</div> <div> I'm willing to bet that I have the world's best webpage per viewer-capita. I've probably put close to 400 hours into making this site the best I can, without spending any money, and I have to friggen <I>beg </I>people to come see it. What gives? I mean, yeah I could put pictures of people making love to dead animals on here and I am sure that would get tons of traffic, but I want a wholesome, more friendly enviorenment for my webgoers. I have well over 1500 hits, but I'll bet only 30 different people have seen this page, and I am damn sure that about 1300 of the hits are from me coming to my own page to look for things that need to be changed.</div> <bR> <div> If it is your first time at my website, sign the guestbook and go to the message board and post something.... even if it is something mean and I have to delete it.</div> <bR> <div> Update Aug 16 2000</div> <div> Boy is it gonna suck when I run out of my prescription... I have a refill, but my parents think i like it TOO much so I dont think its gonna be filled. I found this really cool thing today that lets you make money for listening to mp3's online. Check it out in the <A HREF="id78.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Make Money!!!"><U>make money</U></A> section. It is a kickass pyramid scheme where there are no losers. I've also been working hard on promoting this site lately... I've put about 10 of the last 24 hours into trying to get this site some flow. If I can just get some ppl to come back on a semi regular basis, I'll make this site so much better. I vow to make this one of the best independant sites on the net (and I'll buy my own domain) if I get a fan base.</div> <bR> <div> Update Aug 16 2000</div> <div> It is 2:12 AM and I'm finally workin on my friggen webpage again. My mouth is still very sore from surgery and I haven't been getting nearly enough sleep, but I wanted to get some work done on this webpage before taking my medicine and calling it a night. I originally intended fot this webpage to make me money... that was the only thing I had in mind. I later decided that I'd try to make it entertaining, cause I was getting no hits. I put in all sorts of features and updated it daily, but still, no-one came to see my page (well, ok a few... but not ppl I didn't know). I have now almost entirely eliminated the commercialization of this page in a last ditch effort to get ppl to start coming to my webpage on a semi-usual basis. I am slowly losing my ambition to work on this page cause I am certainly putting more into it than I get out of it. Alas, maybe it is just a test of patience. Or maybe I'm tired and need more painkillers... Regardless, I did alot of behind the scenes work (I spent about 4 hours getting a banner exchange system set up for my pafe) so now maybe I'll be seeing some hits... it will be at least 72 hours before my banner even gets put up, but we'll see....</div> <bR> <div> Update August 9, 2000</div> <div> Uh... I haven't done much with this site lately... it is cause I am lazy. I promise to update it soon.</div> <bR> <div> Update August 4, 2000 </div> <div> Well... I've had an eventful last few days. I went to leadership college... which was realy cool, but on the way home I got my first speeding ticket so my insurance will probably go up and I'm out 100 bucks- but hey... life goes on. Yesterday evening, my friends and I formed a backyard boxing club... boxing is hella fun. My back is sore from throwing so many punches.... maybe if i get real good I'll sign up for an amature boxing night somewhere. Oh well, I dont have much else to say... I'm gonna update my webpage soon, but not tonight. Later ppl.</div> <bR> <div> Update July 28, 2000</div> <div> Ah. nuthin like a day off to lift the spirits, well... sort of. I signed a petition boycotting the RIIA. They can blow me. If they are gonna shut-down napster, they aren't gonna get a penny from me ever again. <A HREF="http://linux1285.dn.net/napster/sign.html" TARGET="_top" TITLE="http://linux1285.dn.net/napster/sign.htm"><U>You too can boycott the RIIA.</U></A> Well, I have work in the morn so I'm off to bed.</div> <bR> <div> Update July 20, 2000</div> <div> Woah. I woke up @ noon. Last night I was considering skipping work, but work skipped me. That was a nice change. The bizarre emails continue.... they are both entertaining and frightening. It's neat to see 15 emails come in to your mailbox, but 15 per day is almost wrong. Well... I was gonna spend time on my webpage today, but I changed my mind. Bleh.</div> <bR> <div>  <FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#00FF66" FACE="Abadi MT Condensed Light" >Mad props to jill for giving me the idea for the dear gwen thing</FONT></div> <bR> <div> Update July 18 2000</div> <div> Hello Kenjamins, Wazzzuuuuuuuuuup. Life goes on, I sing a song, I wonder if things ever went wrong. I surely am a strange individual. I feel good. I don't know why, but I do. I'm leaving to see X-Men in a little bit, so maybe this will kick off a series of good days as opposed to my last attempt at seeing X-Men, in which life sucked the big one for a while. When my heart shriveld and died, I replaced it with a coconut. (That is one of my rules for life. <A HREF="id48.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="K.e.ns Rules for life!"><U>Check them out</U></A>) If anyone out there has Gwen Stefani's home phone number, I'd like to get it from you =Þ</div> <div> Good Day Friends.</div> <bR> <bR> <bR> <div> Update July 17 2000</div> <div> Wow. Last night email went a flying amongst my friends. Responding to a letter in which Craig answered Boomer's question about craig's plan for the summer (he had a dating scheme, sort of) I wrote: </div> <div> I don't suppose anyone really cares, but I personally didn't have a grand</div> <div> scheme (like craig) for this summer; rather, I had a plan to pursue with</div> <div> vigor that which my heart has desired for years ( the love of One other). My</div> <div> back-up plan, which I was explaining to craig this morning before we headed</div> <div> back to canfied from ashtabula, was to date Gwen Stefani. It would seem that</div> <div> both of my plans we ill-fated from the start, though I've not ventured much</div> <div> effort into the Gwen thing. I have a plan for when I head back to college,</div> <div> though. I will spend my weekends binge-drinking and waking up next to</div> <div> strange (but hot) college gals. It will be a hard and terrible existence,</div> <div> but someone must do it. I do it for mother Russia. Kristen and any other</div> <div> females that might come across this email: do not read this next bit.</div> <div> Women are the devil- plain and simple, the devil.</div> <div> ok, they may resume reading once again.</div> <div> That is all that has been going on for me, a snipe hunt and Gwen Stefani</div> <div> (whom I've never met) from No Doubt. Now I have shit else to do this summer,</div> <div> so I think I will take up drinking again and slowly numb my mind in an</div> <div> alcoholic haze the world has not see since... er.... since.... since the end</div> <div> of prohibition. I think Zimmerman's grand scheme was to fake mono and take</div> <div> naps all day, but I could be wrong (eh matt?) Oh well. Good summer,</div> <div> everyone, mine is half-over and I am stagnate.</div> <div> Yours,</div> <div> ~Ken</div> <bR> <div> Aparently, my women are the devil comment kicked off a slew of humorous and serious replies. I thought I'd include a few of them:</div> <bR> <div> From KJ responding to my comment:</div> <div> ...since I am not the devil, I think that statement needs to be ammended to "SOME women are the devil," or perhaps "Many women are the devil" or better yet " women except Kristen (and jill, since she's on this list and a very nice person) are the devil." </div> <bR> <div> From Me responding to KJ's Comment</div> <div> Hey, not fair! I specifically asked that you skip over that part. I would never say that to you, Kristen, or Jill. Likewise, I would not propose that Kristen or Jill were indeed the dark god. Nor would I say that about Jen, my sister, my mother, my aunts and grandmothers, nor Gwen Stefani. I was speaking about women in general, and it was meant to be humourous and help display my own insecurities about my sexuality. (Incase you ppl haven't seen my webpage, I'm into making fun of my-self. It helps feed my pet, an insecure sort of self hate)</div> <bR> <div> For the record, I am a hopeless romantic. I fall in love at the fall of a hat and I torture myself with dreams of things that will never be. For this I hate my-self and hope to die in a Ripley's believe-it-or-not style death. I have devoted a great portion of my teen years (primetime for dating) to the dream of being with a girl that wants only friendship. This is not her fault, she is not the devil. Kristin is not the devil, Jill is not the devil, Carol is not the devil, Women are not the devil. </div> <div> I am. Bwah hah hah haaa!!! </div> <div> ~Ken</div> <bR> <div> From Justin responding to my first comment</div> <div> women are not the devil. there is no devil ... the problem lies within ...</div> <div> i think once we realize that we are not special and that everything that we see and feel have been seen and felt by millions of others over millions of years than we will all be a little happier and it will be that much easier to tell that little devil in all of us to fuck off.</div> <bR> <div> From Bruce responding to KJ's comment:</div> <div> i, myself would like to offer a little opposition to this declaration that jill is not the devil. i believe that i might even be able to persuade sullivan to side with me. I, do believe, that jill is the devil.</div> <bR> <div> From Tosi responding in general:</div> <div> This leads to my point, neither men nor women are the devil, in </div> <div> fact there is no devil as we, children raised in a judeo-christian society, </div> <div> percieve the devil. I do believe, however, that we are all devils and gods too </div> <div> for that matter. We all have a part of us that is good, the "God" within us. In </div> <div> order for us to have good in us, we must also have evil in us. I don't care how </div> <div> nice and perfect you migh be, there is a part of you that is evil. </div> <bR> <div> From Tosi responding to Bruces comment:</div> <div> I do not believe that Jill is the devil, or maybe I do and I am just lying to </div> <div> be a good boy and pander to my true secret desires, to have sex with Jill in </div> <div> the most uncomfortable of places. </div> <bR> <div> From Jill responding to Bruces comment:</div> <div> See here, see here! I have exciting new evidence that BRUCE could possibly </div> <div> be the devil! >:)</div> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <IMG SRC="2d4c4a40.gif" border=0 width="196" height="164" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <bR> <div> From Me responding to Jill's comment:</div> <div> How Dare You attach a doctored pic of Bruce!!!! I happened to have the</div> <div> original pic of bruce and thought I'd let everyone see what it originally</div> <div> looked like! Here it is:</div> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <IMG SRC="2d6ba9b0.gif" border=0 width="186" height="155" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div> Now lets not have any more of this silly bruce is the devil business.</div> <div> ~ken</div> <bR> <div> From Boomer responding to the bijillion emails he recieved:</div> <div> i haven't been on here in a while, but as i read the 18 FUCKING e-mails, most of them addressing ken's devil comment, i couldn't help but laugh my ass off. here i am, having the shittiest day of work since i've gotten here and i thought nothing could cheer me up. then i read your MORONIC e-mails and i just started busting out laughing. not that they're really that funny, i just think its funny that 1 humerious line, that wasn't meant to be read by the girls anyways, but turned into a 15 page philosophical debate. the truth is the the devil was none of those things :) the devil is actually a collection people, known to us only as "the american government". if you think about it, its true. they kill and steal and can't mind their own damn business (vietnam, kuwait, bosnia, croatia). i'm sorry </div> <div> that all of you were missled before on the whole "girl/self/others" being the </div> <div> devil. see, since ken plans in studying law someday, he'll be responcible </div> <div> for upholding the governments laws. this makes him a tool of the devil. as </div> <div> part of his early training, its his responsibility to mislead as many people </div> <div> as he can, to turn them against eachother. the truth is that girls are of </div> <div> another species. a species that takes imense pleasure in watching man </div> <div> suffer. now that i've solved your silly little quarrel. time for other news </div> <div> (daily show). i've got 10 minutes before i have to go back to my drone job </div> <div> of stacking apples. i have a few comments for all of you:</div> <bR> <div> justin-in regards to your letter, you gotta use spell checker buddy. that </div> <div> sucker was a mess.</div> <bR> <div> KJ and Jill-I too take immense pleasure in watching you suffer as i walk past </div> <div> you with my tight ass and you can't help but drool.</div> <bR> <div> Blystone- if you buy the train game, i'll let you install it on my computer </div> <div> and play it when i'm not home, so long as you never tell anyone and you </div> <div> promise to delete it every time you're done playing with it.</div> <bR> <div> Ken-you're damn seXXXy. i'll paint my hair pink and blow you any day big boy</div> <bR> <div> Boomers was the best, so his takes the cake. I still think gwen stefani should start dating me, but since I am no-one and she is famous, I'll have to wait until fame and fortue bring us together.</div> <div> Have a good day young kenjamins.</div> <bR> <div> Update July16 2000</div> <div> Well, I most certainly have had a memorable weekend. Kicked off in true Kenjamin style, my weekend began Fri. night when I finished work and started getting psyched for X-Men. I had hoped to be able to spend some time with Jen and tried to get her to come along with a group of friends to see the film, though that ended as do all things with jen (me disappointed). Unhindered by the lack of the fair maiden's company, I set off to purchase a ticket (leaving well over an hour in advance so as not to miss out on the opening night). About the time I was arriving to the movie theater, my friend Joe called on the cell phone to inform me that I need not worry about purchasing a ticket, for he had called upon a friend to purchase one for me. Assured that I would have a seat, I then drove to Denery's house to round up the fellows going to see the movie. Upon arriving at the movie theater, I could not help but feel satisfied with myself for having the foresight to make sure that everyone purchased their tickets well in advance and to leave early so as to get good seats. I watched as droves of (what I like to refer to as) idjits (idiots) walked away, sullen, dejected, and without a ticket (it sold out real fast). I began waiting in line with everyone else as Joe began looking for his buddy with my ticket and... can you possibly guess where I am going with this? Yep. His friend f*cked up and didn't get me the ticket before it sold out. I was there when they were still selling. I could have purchased one. I was told it was taken care of and I walked away, sullen, dejected, .... an idjit. So that was my fabulous friday- but wait! There's more! </div> <bR> <div> Sat. I went to work, as usual, and sat for 6 hours- thinking about Jen for 5 hours and 43 min of it (the rest of the time I was with customers). I decided that I couldn't hold back my feeling any longer and though she had once rejected my feelings of love, I saw no reason to not try once again. I pondered at length, the many days prior, that which I would say to make her mine forever, though I had perceived her as being sketchy as to what I could expect were I to confront the issue and press it once again. The emotions and feelings boiled over in me for several days and needed escape less my body erupt in a torrent and destroy that which I so earnestly attempted to create. Jen was working all of Sat., though, so I put that issue on the back burner and drove to Ashtabula to play poker all night. Its funny how I can win the plurality of the games and still lose the most money. Any time my hand was remotely good, my buddy's hands would suck severely and they wouldn't play the hands unless they felt absolute certainty that they would win. A good strategy if you are only playing for money, but I come to play. It does suck, though, losing when all the odds are in your favor. Basically, I wasted 10 bucks worth of gas to lose 7.50 in poker and sleep in an uncomfortable bed an hour away from home. (Not to say that I had a terrible time, but I was still thinking about jen and how I wanted to see her and losing didn't make me feel any better about my already crappy weekend.</div> <bR> <div> Sun started as all sundays should, driving for an hour to come home to an empty house and nothing but exhaustion for company. I watched The Hurricane, which was a decent movie, and went online to check my mail. Here is where my day really starts. Nothing in the inbox, well... better than a box full of spam... I looked to see if any of my friends were online and saw that Jen was home instead of working. She called me a few minutes later, I poured my heart out about the things festering in my mind, and I was once again rejected. I then spent the next 6 hours trying not to throw up (I felt natious) or burt into tears as I did meaningless chores like return movies.  As Ben Folds said so eloquently, I poured my heart out... it evaporated.</div> <bR> <div> I want to be alone, I think. I need space, but I can't push her away. I need to give her space so that she can be alone, but I can't stay away from her.  It's almost like I'm going through what she went through almost a year ago. I keep trying for something that I can't have, that she can't give, and in the end, I fear I too will end up wanting to be alone. I don't think she would ever do this on purpose, but it feels like she is putting me through what she was put though. It's almost identical. Similarities between her ugly break and our current crisis (we can't break up cause we were never a thing) include the illusion that everything was going fine (prior to finals week, she and I were supposedly going to become a couple in the future), the shock of being told it isn't there for the other person (caught her by suprise when it happened to her, damn near killed me when it happened to me), the denial (I wrote a "desperate" letter trying to hold on to the possibility that we could still start the relationship we had talked about), the fine I can do without (my first few weeks home I thought of Jen as just a friend and was cool with it), the try to make it work after the fact (I recently took the attitude that I just dont care because I wont stop until she tells me to), and now the slow and painful acceptance and want to be alone stage coupled with the still wont break ties with her thing (just as she wont break ties with her X). </div> <bR> <div> Wow. Life can be awfully painful and lonely at times. I can only pray for strength now and hope that this was all part of some divine plan. If I burn the bridge in my heart for her, I don't think it can be rebuilt, and I dont want to be stuck on one side with her one day calling out to me from the other side. Oh well.... fuck it. I've lost any chance for the ride into the sunset ending that  was hoping for, so I guess I'll quit  bickering and start looking for love in other places.... Does anyone know is Gwen Stefani is currently available?</div> <bR> <bR> <div> Update July 14 2000</div> <div> Hey, I changes a few ___ of the week's. I am stoked about X-Men being released today, but I don't know if it is gonna be able to live up to my expectations. From what I hear, it is pretty amazing, but I've never heard a review coming before a movie is released saying that it sucks (even godzilla was allowed to make money before everyone started raggin on it). The industry usually waits untill the movie grosses about 30-60 million before they start tellin ppl not to see it. Oh well, I hope to see that tonight with my friends. I hope it doesen't sell out before I get there.</div> <bR> <div> Update July 12 2000</div> <div> Well it's midnight and I am just now posting this update that I've been working on for the past few hours. Look for some neat new changes in the next week.</div> <bR> <div> Update July 11 2000</div> <div> Today is one of my favorite days of the year. It's 7-11 and that always fills my heart with convience. Errr.... yeah. I wish I updated this page more often, lotsa neat stuff and some not so neat stuff have happened that I would have liked to have added to my daily (sometimes) updates. I spent about 2 hours working on a new pic for my eye candy section, so check it out. </div> <bR> <div> Shitty stuff has been happening in my personal life. I feel really bad about betraying one person's trust to remain honest with another because in doing so, I have created tension between two friends and possibly ruined things with, if not a friend, an aquaitance. Such is life, I hope all will be forgiven. On the bright side of life, the one thing I looked forward to all day, the one thought that kept me going, got all f*cked up and now I find mysekf sitting at home. Alone. Selfless, cold, and composed.</div> <bR> <div> Have a good day all you evil (man, women, children, old people, etc) haters.</div> <bR> <div> BTW, have I mentioned that I am an asshole sometimes and I like to begin sentences with, "Remeber that time we..." </div> <bR> <div> Update July 6 2000</div> <div> To anyone that has wondered how pathetic my life really is, here is what I do on the average day: (BTW, my life hasn't alwyas sucked this much this is just the past 2 weeks)</div> <div> 6:00 AM</div> <div> Sleeping</div> <div> 7:30 AM My mother begins yelling at me to wake up for work</div> <div> 8:30 AM ~ 9:00 AM Wake up, put on clothes (often the ones from the day before), go to pick up Joe</div> <div> ~10:00 AM Get to work, clock in, sort dirty 30+ year old tuxedos by style and size.</div> <div> ~1:00 PM clock out, Go get food w/ Joe</div> <div> 2:00 PM Clock in, sort clothes</div> <div> 2:30 PM Realize I hate working</div> <div> 3:00 PM Clock out, drop off Joe, go home</div> <div> ~4:15 PM Realize I am the only person I know at home (except Joe, Brandon, etc.)</div> <div> ~4:22 PM Turn on Computer, Listen to extensive MP3 Collection, begin playing Freecell</div> <div> 5:30 Page Jen, am still playing freecell. Occasionally play hearts to break up monotony of Free cell. Occasionally check email, still playing freecell</div> <div> 6:00 PM Remember Jen is not off work yet. Become sick of freecell. Open another of the hundreds of programs on my computer (including this one) decide I am going to do something else. Lose ambition. Resume playing freecell.</div> <div> 6:30 Page Jen again. Play freecell while I wait.</div> <div> 7:00 PM Jen hasn't returned page, am still playing free cell.</div> <div> 7:15 PM Realize Jen hasn't returned page. Page again. Stop playing freecell and wait for page to be returned. Wait. Wait. Play freecell again.</div> <div> 7:45 PM Get pissed about pages not being returned. Stop playing Freecell. Call Matt. Hear Matt say he is too tired from working at Dunaway Inc. to want to do anything. Call Dunaway. Yell at him for ruining Matt. Find out Dunaway wants to take a nap before calling carol and am promised to be called later. Check email again.</div> <div> 8:15. PM Page Jen, Realize it is almost to late to do anything in terms of hanging out. Begin to play freecell while waiting for page to be returned or for Dunaway to call back.</div> <div> 8:40 PM No returned calls. Am bored of freecell, begin to hate my life.</div> <div> 9:00 PM Depression hits hard. Nothing to do, friends are either busy or sleeping, page Jen, resume freecell.</div> <div> 9:35 Someone returns call (Usually Craig of Justin) Shower, change,  Go over Dunaways</div> <div> 9:45 Sitting around at Dunaways while 2-4 ppl argue about what we'll do tonight while Dunaway is playing Diablo2</div> <div> 10:30 ~ 11:00 PM People finally come to consensus about what to do. Justin stops playing Diablo 2, People ask me if I am coming along. I usually don't want to do what they decide on and still want to talk to Jen so I decline and head home.</div> <div> 11:30 PM Start up MP3's, Sign online and wait to see if Jen is gonna come on to check her mail. Email Jen saying to call me sometime. Page Jen and begin playing Freecell</div> <div> 12:30 AM Brain hurts really bad from playing Freecell. Page Jen again.</div> <div> 1:00 AM Sign on to 2 AM poker and play for about 30 min. Sign off. Ponder whether to Page Jen again.</div> <div> 1:30 PM Play a hand or two of Hearts, Play Freecell. Realize how much I hate my life. Talk to some asshole random IMer who reads my profile and thinks I am an ass.</div> <div> 2:00 AM Sign off. Go to sleep and begin again the next day.</div> <div>  </div> <bR> <div> Yes, this is my sorry ass, pathetic, average day. Lets see how today (a radically different day turned out)</div> <bR> <div> 6:00 AM sleeping for 4 hours at this point. this is average</div> <div> 7:30 AM Mom comes in and asks whether I want to work today, I am trying to decide, while half asleep, if I want to work or sleep. Easy call. I call Joe to see if he is cool with skipping a day of work, his phone is down again.</div> <div> 7:45 Am Mom asks if I'm sleeping of working. I choose sleep.</div> <div> 9:00 AM Kate (sister) asks if I am going to work. I say no, go back to sleep</div> <div> 11:00 AM Joe calls asks about work. Sounds nervous about job security cause he was asleep and not at work. I say it is OK, I make sure he is cool with getting sleep instead of work. I go back to sleep</div> <div> 4:12 PM Joe calls again asking about something. I, who was still sleeping, wake up see how late in day it is. Feel good about sleeping all day. Put on clothes  (from day before) and get mail. See that I forgot to take out trash, realize my parents are gonna yell at me for that.</div> <div> 4:30 PM Sign online, check email. Start up MP3s. Play Freecell.</div> <div> 5:30 PM Still playing freecell. Forget if Jen gets home now or at 6:30. Decide to page her anyway, play freecell while I wait.</div> <div> 6:30 PM Having played freecell and Hearts along with trying to do anything else to spice up pathetic and boring life, realize I hate my life. Page Jen. Play free cell while I wait.</div> <div> 7:30 PM Give up on Freecell and Jen. Go eat supper with family. Get yelled at for forgetting garbage.</div> <div> 8:00 PM Call Matt. Find out he is going to sleep cause Dunaway Inc. has stolen his will to have fun. Call Dunaway, Yell at him for ruining Matt. Am told he is going to eat and sleep before he wants to get up and hang out. Am told I'll be called later. I play a game or two of freecell. I realize I hate my life. Page Jen. Play freecell while I wait,</div> <div> 8:30 PM Am Bored. Jen didn't call so I Sign online. Check my email. Look to see if there are any other windows games to take the place of freecell in my life. Find <A HREF="http://freecell.org/" TARGET="_top" TITLE="http://freecell.org/"><U>freecell.org</U></A>. Decide to Hyper link it to my site, Open Trellix and begin working on my site. Turn on IMer in case Jen comes online. Begin typing this long boring update. Realize Jen almost never returns my pages anymore. Begin to rethink my decision to continue paging her. Am almost convinced that I should stop calling her and let her call me when she wants to. Resist temptation to page again.</div> <div> 9:30 Finish update and will probably play Freecell, hearts, 2 AM, or Mame(for tetris), will wait to see if anyone calls and will begin to hate my life again.</div> <div> 12:00 AM will return if I left, and Page Jen. Will play freecell while I wait for her to call.</div> <div> 12:30 AM if Jen hasn't returned page, will be angry and sign online to see if she is gonna come online tonight, will check email, will surf a bit,</div> <div> 1:30 AM Will have played a few more games of freecell. Will have been pissed that Jen neither called nor came online (if that happens once again) Will have talked to some jackass that IMs me out of the blue asking for advice on their life, Will sign off hating my life. Will play a few games of hearts and freecell.</div> <div> 2:00 AM Will go to bed. Will wonder what the hell is wrong with me. Will fall asleep only to start this charade again.</div> <bR> <div> At least weekends are slightly different</div> <bR> <div> Update July 5 2000</div> <div> I need more web-traffic. Seriously, for as mush time as I put into this page you'd think that I could at least get a few hits from random surfers. If only the friggen search engines would accept my requests to add my site to their listings. I think because Yahoo is in cahoots with geocites that Yahoo will only accept random free site listings from GeoCites pages. Lycos should accept me because tripod is in cahoots with them, but Lycos is a shitty search enging in general and even if I was listed there I would probably never find it. The only other way I can think to draw in people is banner exchanges, which I am semi-morally opposed to. Maybe if I continue to work on the content, the page will be good enough to be spread by word of mouth. Eh, I won't bet the farm on that one. </div> <bR> <div> Jen, </div> <div> if you read this, smile.</div> <bR> <div> Update July 4 2000</div> <div> Because Bruce, who may now be known as Bruce the Bastard, is no longer making comics for my site, I am now using plif exclusively. I know they are a bit extreme, but it is all in good fun. And by good I mean ... errr fuck it.</div> <bR> <div> Update July 3 2000</div> <div> I am hella tired, emotionally unstable, lonely, frustrated, and I have a headache. What a way to start the day. I went to work for a few hours and came home with the intent of doing nothing; instead I settled on working on my webpage.</div> <bR> <div> I updated most of the regular things that I update on this page. I think I'm gonna sign on to 2AM and play poker for a bit. Look for me if you are some random web surfer and like 2AM. My Screen Name is Check Mate.</div> <bR> <div> Update July 1, 2000</div> <div> Yesterday I started making animated gif's for my site. I hope to make some more in the near future. In the mean time, I have a new hero. Check it out in the <A HREF="id19.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Places to Be sure to visit"><U>places to be sure to visit section</U></A>.</div> <div> I'll be camping out tonight and playing poker all night. Wish me luck</div> <bR> <div> Update June 30 2000</div> <div> I moved the Poll to the <A HREF="id17_poll.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE=" Mediocrity"><U>bottom of the page</U></A></div> <bR> <div> Update June 25, 2000</div> <div> Grrrr.... I hate being enfeebled. I played <A HREF="http://www.cs.rochester.edu/u/ferguson/ultimate/ultimate-rules.html" TARGET="_top" TITLE="http://www.cs.rochester.edu/u/ferguson/u"><U>Ultimate Frisbee</U></A> last night and found an incrediby unfortunately placed hole in the field. It hurt something wicked for about 10 min. but I being the idiot I am decided to continue playing (kinda like running throuhg the pain). Seemed like a good idea at the time, but now my ankle is swollen and sore and I am none too pleased. Ummm... Well.... errr.... uh..... yeah. Anyway...</div> <bR> <div> I just had a pretty neat idea. I'll make a hostility section of my webpage where I can compilate a list of the things that bother me. Maybe I'll get around to that and maybe I won't.</div> <bR> <div> Uh, I should probably make the appropriate weekly updates. Bye now.</div> <bR> <div> Update June 24 2000</div> <div> Ok, there is no excuse for me. I am lazy. I can only put forth so much effort per day before giving in to my slacker ways. Because I've been working nearly every day, I have cut other things out of my life, like fun and my webpage. I need a good animated-gif maker so if anyone knows of one lmk.</div> <bR> <div> Update June 19, 2000</div> <div> hmmm.... I've been awfully lazy with this page. oh well.</div> <bR> <div> Update June 16, 2000</div> <div> Hi my loyal web denizens. Wazzzzzzzzzzzzzuuuuuuuuup. I added a new page to my website for making money online. It's cool, all you do is fill out surveys and they give you money. I get 2 bucks for every person that signs up!!!</div> <bR> <div> Update June 15. 2000</div> <div> Jeeez, I'd forgotten how nice it feels to sleep in. I took the day off of work and slept untill nearly 2:30. I feel grrrrrrreat! Hey, if you are offended by any of the content on this page... TO BAD! mwah hah hah haaaaaaa! I should work on some more eyecandy for this page. I suppose I'll get around to that for my next update. Hey, Vote on my web-poll!</div> <bR> <div> Update #2 June 10, 2000</div> <div> Well, why work on sun when I can do the update today? </div> <div> I'm a pretty pathetic specimen. I am tired and perhaps, dare I say it (?), crabby from lack of sleep and being sore and working so much. I left my buddies house, unannounced, because I got pissed by someone's behavior. I just got up, walked out w/out a word, and went home. I don't think anyone even noticed and they probably didn't for a few minutes. Oh well... I need rest anyway. On top of all the other insignificant things happening in my life, I find out that the entire life of someone close to me is changed forever... and I can't even talk about it. I hate secrecy. I wish everything could be out in the open. Eh, to hell with everything.</div> <bR> <div> I think that I think too much... oops there I go again.</div> <bR> <div> Do I look to far into things? Seriously, <A HREF="mailto:k.e.n@att.net" TARGET="_top" TITLE="mailto:k.e.n@att.net"><U>tell me</U></A>! Every time something happens I seem to question the motive. Do some things happen for no reason or do people constantly put thought into their actions and act only with deliberation and careful reflection on the intended results of their actions? Sometimes, when someone says something ambiguous, I immediatly think they are being coy or are up to something simply because of the way they word what they said. Is this because they are up to something or am I just nuckin futs? If someone fails to do something or respond to something is it because they are doing it on purpose or is it because of extenuating circumstances? If it is sometimes one and sometimes the other, when do you know for sure? These are the sorts of things that pick at my fragile mind when I am not clear on a person's intent. I hate it enough to want to remove myself from those situations permanently. I wish I knew my friends from my enemies, unless I do and I'm just paranoid. Or maybe I'm just tired and this is coming out all wrong. Whatever.</div> <bR> <div> Update June 10, 2000</div> <div> Damn, I'm liking this summer thing... it sucks when I work though. Sheesh, I'm tired this morning (It's 9:15 AM on a Sat and not only am I awake, but I am going to work too) because I played Ultimate Frisbee two days ago and wrestled around in Dunaway's Pool yesterday. Between my body being tired and not getting much sleep (about 6 hours a night when I'm working) I'm thinking I need to get away for a few days sometime soon. Oh well. I'm gonna update a bit of the page today and hopefully do the rest tomorrow.</div> <bR> <div> Update June 6, 2000</div> <div> I'm gonna make this a quik update so I can get to sleep cause I gotta work all day tomorrow.</div> <div> Jen made a website, sorta..... heh heh heh. It looks like she has a few bugs to work out yet, but it is a nice little shout-out page. <A HREF="http://hometown.aol.com/twinkie0908/index.html" TARGET="_top" TITLE="http://hometown.aol.com/twinkie0908/inde"><U>Check it out</U></A>. </div> <bR> <div> Update June 4 2000</div> <div> Hmmm.... summer is going by both quickly and slowly. I am still working on getting a cable modem. I'm not sure if I'll ever get it, but it would be nice if I do. I updated some of the site. I hope you like it.</div> <bR> <div> Update #2 May 31st</div> <div> Imagine that, I updated it twice in one day. Will wonders never cease.</div> <div> I am having a huge magic sale. If you came to my webpage for that reason, <A HREF="id33.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Buy my Cards"><U>click here</U></A></div> <div> If you surfed on in (yeah right) look around a bit. If you've been here in the past few days... there isn't much in terms of changes.</div> <bR> <div> Check back next week for more interesting pic's with my head on them and other various forms of entertainment.</div> <bR> <div> Update May 31st, 2000</div> <div> My appologies to anyone that may be visiting this page. The only thing worse than an melancholy idiot ranting about his life is a politician that kisses babies or an evangelist asking for money. It's one of the two, of this I am quite certain. I'll focus more on the mildly amusing content and less on the less amusing social commentary of the happy deprived.</div> <bR> <div> Some things to consider when asking, "What have I got going for me?"</div> <div> <IMG BORDER="0" SRC="Wing0a7300fc00f066ff0000.gif" HEIGHT="16" WIDTH="24" ALIGN="bottom" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0">Are you mortally ill?</div> <div> <IMG BORDER="0" SRC="Wing0a7300fc00f066ff0000.gif" HEIGHT="16" WIDTH="24" ALIGN="bottom" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0">Do you have good friends?</div> <div> <IMG BORDER="0" SRC="Wing0a7300fc00f066ff0000.gif" HEIGHT="16" WIDTH="24" ALIGN="bottom" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0">Do you have a good family?</div> <div> <IMG BORDER="0" SRC="Wing0a7300fc00f066ff0000.gif" HEIGHT="16" WIDTH="24" ALIGN="bottom" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0">Do you have to worry about where your next meal will come from?</div> <div> <IMG BORDER="0" SRC="Wing0a7300fc00f066ff0000.gif" HEIGHT="16" WIDTH="24" ALIGN="bottom" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0">Do you have a home and things to keep in it?</div> <div> <IMG BORDER="0" SRC="Wing0a7300fc00f066ff0000.gif" HEIGHT="16" WIDTH="24" ALIGN="bottom" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0">Do you have your youth or at least time to live a while?</div> <div> <IMG BORDER="0" SRC="Wing0a7300fc00f066ff0000.gif" HEIGHT="16" WIDTH="24" ALIGN="bottom" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0">Do you have a sound mind and body?</div> <bR> <div> You <I>can </I>always put things into perspective, even if you don't want to. No matter how bad things appear, they could be worse and one should always look to see how the things that are not going well stack up against what is going well... I have no reason not to focus on all that I do have going for me.</div> <bR> <div> Bottom line... don't cry for me Argentina. Sorry if the last few posts brought you, my (small in numbers but not in character) audience, down.</div> <bR> <div>      Here I stand</div> <div>      Sad and free </div> <div>      And I cant cry </div> <div>      And I cant see </div> <div>      What I've done </div> <div>      My God what have I done</div> <bR> <div>      And I poured my heart out</div> <div>      And I poured my heart out</div> <div>      It evaporated</div> <div>      ~Ben Folds Five</div> <bR> <div> Update May 30, 2000</div> <div> I was thinking about the futility of the dreams that come with youth.... of my aspirations to pursue acting, to become a painter in my free time, to compose (or to learn to make) beautiful music, of my wish to devote my self fully to a cause in order to help people, to treat my body as a temple and give it the proper respect it deserves (eating right and working out), to wake up early.... refreshed, to be in love...</div> <bR> <div> Ahhhhh..... Nothing like reality to bring a guy down. </div> <bR> <div> I feel so trapped sometimes... as if the society which I have been socialized into has made me a prisoner to my dreams and my mind has made me a prisoner to my society - if that makes any sense.</div> <bR> <div> I stand before an ominously long road with seemingly endless forks, directions, and dead ends. I am being pushed towards the end of this road, albeit a slow pace, and I do nothing but watch the interesting roads disappear as I am pushed towards my final destination- wherever that may be.</div> <bR> <div> I'd always believed that we are masters of our own destiny. That apathy is what separated the weak from the strong; the depressed from the happy. I always felt that the dedicated got everything they were due. Now I find myself doubting the fundamentals which I based my belief system on. And slowly, I become the slave of Satan's greatest ally.... Apathy</div> <bR> <div> Man.... I gotta lay off the Steven King for a little while. </div> <bR> <div> Update May 28, 2000</div> <div> Who knows, Who cares. I get lost looking for basements, swear like a sailor, and puke at least once. There are a good many incriminating pictures from 8 days ago. Last night was interesting too. Cryptic? Who gives a fuck. No-one really visits my webpage and gives a damn. I am coping with the realization that I will never achieve one goal that I have been working on, but I'll live, unfortunately. </div> <bR> <div> I'm thinking about writing a novel (the great american dream) and am thinking of calling it <I>The Story of My Life </I>which will be a psuedo-autobiography. This task, like the many others I start on a whim, will probably go unfinished - assuming I ever get around to starting it. </div> <bR> <div> I appologize to anyone that may have visited this page more than once in the past two weeks: because I am without a cable modem (the friggen cable companies deny accessing my area, yet my neighbors have cable.... whatever) updates take a stupid long time to complete, so I have been reluctant to make too many changes. If I actually finish this one, there will be a whole bunch of new .... I dunno.... um, the crap I put on my webpage.</div> <bR> <div> It is 2:17 AM, I began the update at 2:00 AM. I am tired but I know that if I dont do this now that it will never be done all summer long.</div> <bR> <div> I began reading Stephen King's <U>The Stand</U>. I'm reading the hardback unabridged version and am about 600 pages into it. SK does good work. If he doesen't finish the Dark Tower Series, though, I'll hate him for all of eternity. I've read the four he has completed, but like another demi-god in the world of geek entertainment, George Lucas, it seems his work may go unfinished. A message to SK and GL, not that they would ever in a bijilion years come across this shithole that I call a webpage, FINISH YOUR WORK!!!! DONT LEAVE THE AUDIANCE HANGING!!!</div> <div> Sheesh! I wanna be able to read all of the series that SK envisioned and watch all 9 episodes of Star Wars Dammit! Is that too much to ask?</div> <bR> <div> I'm gonna start working on the rest of my webpage now so I'll tty, my audience, though you be few and feeble I'll always love you, later.</div> <div> ~ken</div> <bR> <bR> <div> Update May 17, 2000</div> <div> It has been an emotionally straining last week or so, but I think I am all back together now. Some aspects of my life are still screwy; i.e. I haven't the foggiest notion of what is going to happen nor do I know what I want.... but I suppose that is life. I am gonna have to make these updates kinda crappy untill I get access to a faster modem (i'm gonna push the parental units into a cable modem if I can muster the ability to do so)</div> <div> Oh well. Whatever. ummm... howabout no, mmmmm kay? riiiight</div> <bR> <div> I'm gonna do a full fledged update sometime later this week</div> <bR> <div> Update May 9, 2000</div> <div> This may be my last update for a while. I need to study for finals and take a break from all of this nonsense. I'll update all summer long IF I get a cable modem. For anyone who doesen't know, I always have a plan for the future. People change, plans change... right now I have no plan. This is bound to change eventually, but being without a plan is a numbing experience.</div> <bR> <div> Update Thur May 4, 2000</div> <div> I am tired, not as tired as Jen probably, but she is probably sleeping now too. Long calls that go late into the night are usually a bad thing when both people have to get up early the next morning.  I talked to the dean today, and it seems like he knows what's up, so things should be fine. I feel like I am getting sick, but it is probably just because the weather is so hot and I am so tired. I am going to bed hella early, 11:00 PM.</div> <bR> <div> Update Wed May 3, 2000</div> <div> Hmm.... maybe I'm not doing as bad I thought in my Ceramics class. I get to talk to the dean tomorrow and I think I have a compelling arguement that things are going fine. Of our 7 grades, I currently have 2 A's, 1 B, and 1 C- with a predicted A and 2 B's to come. I figure I will get at leaste a B- in the class, and although that is not good, it won't kill me. I would be putting more time into my webpage, but I have this new time waster.... Check out <A HREF="http://www.launch.com/" TARGET="_top" TITLE="http://www.launch.com/"><U>this link</U></A>. It plays music videos for you 24-7 and you choose what is played and how often. It is like your very own interactive MTV. Unfortunately, it requires a broadband connection, so if you are using a dial-up modem, you may as well just forget it. All I know is that we better get a cable modem at home this summer or I am gonna flip out. Hey jen... are you mad at me?</div> <div> ~ken</div> <bR> <div> Update Tue May 2 2000</div> <div> Well then. An otherwise ok day has been unjustly f*cked with. I checked my mail today and recieved a letter from the dean asking that I immeadiatly call his office to discuss my status in my Ceramics class because of my 4 counts of excessive absences and my 1 count of academic difficulty in that class. This is ludicrous. I miss this class 4 times and I get a letter from the dean! My roommate has show up to about 4 classes and he hasn't had a single problem. Oh well. Look at my <A HREF="id22.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Eye Candy"><U>eyecandy</U></A></div> <bR> <div> Update Mon May 1, 2000</div> <div> It seems like I keep getting more and more tired every day. </div> <div> Hmmm... sometimes I think I am an idiot. I reflect on my behavior, and my suspicions are confirmed. I updated a bunch of stuff today.</div> <div> ~ken</div> <bR> <div> Update Sun, April 30th 2000</div> <div> Wow.... And I thought I was tired Fri... woah.... Phi Delta Palooza was the party to end all parties. Its infamy grows with each passing day as the stories of what transpired spread. Lets examine some of the things we saw:</div> <div> <I>*Censored*</I></div> <div> <I>*Censored*</I></div> <div> <A HREF="http://www.bentonline.com" TARGET="_top" TITLE="http://www.bentonline.com"><U>Bent</U></A>.... performing in front of like 200 people in an ity bitty room</div> <div> Mosh pits</div> <div> People fighting</div> <div> People breaking bottles over their head</div> <div> A PDSD Vietnam vet who was a former heroin addict</div> <div> 40 Cases of Milwaukee's Beast</div> <div> Vadals, Theives, Liars, and Whores</div> <div> Chairs being broken and then burned</div> <div> Yeah, thats right... 40 cases</div> <div> Hope, Carly, and a big bottle of gin</div> <div> Passing out in the Gals Dorm</div> <div> Crazy Alumni - namely Brad (who is my new hero)</div> <div> Car Accidents</div> <div> People being thrown out of their homes and subsequently not showing up to perform</div> <div> Sitting in the sun</div> <div> 12 straight hours.... again.</div> <div> Damn... even a few Kappa's showed up, the filthy floozies.</div> <bR> <div> * indicates censorship due to pending investigation</div> <bR> <div> My whole body is sore from moshing and jumping around like a hooligan.... and other things. I am bruised, battered, and I can't wait till next year to do it again. Phi Delta Palooza 4 ever.... or not.</div> <bR> <div>                       Then                           &                      Now</div> <div>             <IMG SRC="23b89cf0.jpg" border=0 width="137" height="207" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0">                    <IMG SRC="23a82d90.jpg" border=0 width="130" height="217" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div>                Phi Delta Palooza 99                   Phi Delta Palooza 2000</div> <bR> <div> Well, I'm pretty beat. I make this page cool later and update it and stuff...</div> <bR> <div> Update Fri April 27, 2000</div> <div> Hey... I am tired today so there isn't going to be much in the way of an update today. I am hella-tired 'cause I gave up my room to my roommate cause his gal who is visiting and I slept at the house on a couch that only looks comfy.... BTW, Jen is back from Florida! (Yay!)</div> <div> Tomorrow is Phi Delta Palooza!!!! There are going to be 7 great bands and my "friends"  from back home and at their respective colleges all are too busy to come see it. Eh. Thats cool though cause we would all have been sleeping in the house (and I didn't want to have to find a place for a bunch of ppl to sleep anyway) but it still sux that no-one can come. Anyway, click <A HREF="http://www.bentonline.com" TARGET="_top" TITLE="http://www.bentonline.com"><U>here</U></A>  or  <A HREF="http://www.sinklub.com/bunjie/bjmain.html" TARGET="_top" TITLE="http://www.sinklub.com/bunjie/bjmain.htm"><U>here </U></A> or  <A HREF="http://sidewalkbeserkers.tripod.com/home.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="http://sidewalkbeserkers.tripod.com/home"><U>here</U></A>  to see some of what you are missing. Since the concert starts at 3 tomorrow, it is doubtful as to whether or not I'll post an update then. In the mean time, submit something to my site! The first person to email me about this site gets their email posted in the next update!</div> <bR> <div> Update Thur April 26, 2000</div> <div> As of today, I no longer endorse the Stile Project. It has some really funny stuff, but his members are the lowest form of scum on the net. I am removing him from my link page and refusing to visit his site again. Not that anyone cares, cause no one knows about my site, but hey, it is important to me.</div> <div> ~ken</div> <bR> <div> Update Wed April 26, 2000</div> <div> Hmmm.... I'm bored. It sux having a personal website that no-one cares about (except me). I wish I had some entertainment to bring in viewers but I don't have the necessary programs to make kewl movies and stuff, nor do I want to rip off other people's work. It seems the only thing that brings in the masses, and keeps em coming back, is porn and deprevity. I wish I had some neat programs to play with. Oh well, if this website ever turns a profit maybe I'll buy some. Go to the <A HREF="http://www.stileproject.com" TARGET="_top" TITLE="http://www.stileproject.com"><U>Stile Project </U></A>and watch the<A HREF="http://www.stileproject.com/feb1.html#fp1" TARGET="_top" TITLE="http://www.stileproject.com/feb1.html#fp"><U> Farting Preacher</U></A>. It is hella funny. Hey <A HREF="id17_poll.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE=" Mediocrity"><U>vote</U></A> on my poll... it is related to yesterday's comments</div> <div> ~ken </div> <bR> <div> Update: Tue April 25, 2000</div> <div> Wow... I added a new pic to Eye Candy and it turned out to be pretty good, at least I think so.</div> <div> I ganked the pic from <A HREF="http://www.maximonline.com/" TARGET="_top" TITLE="http://www.maximonline.com/"><U>Maxim</U></A>- I suggest this magazine to all guys; it is fun to read or to look at the<A HREF="#jen" TITLE="Update Archives"><U> incredibly beautiful</U></A> women. I have been really lazy today. I went to dinner and worked on the page for a little bit. THAT IS ALL I DID TODAY!!! Seriously. The pic I ganked from <A HREF="http://www.maximonline.com/" TARGET="_top" TITLE="http://www.maximonline.com/"><U>Maxim </U></A>came from an article explaining why women prefer assholes to nice guys. I don't know whether to buy into this shit or not. It really bothers me as a guy to see nice gals mistreated to jerks while guys like myself go dateless. Here are some of the explanations <A HREF="http://www.maximonline.com/" TARGET="_top" TITLE="http://www.maximonline.com/"><U>Maxim </U></A>offered:</div> <div> 1 ~ "Bad boys" keep women guessing</div> <div> 2 ~ "Bad boys" don't mind getting dirty</div> <div> 3 ~ "Bad boys" <I>need </I>women</div> <div> 4 ~ "Bad boys" make women beg for compliments</div> <div> 5 ~ "Bad boys" call the shots</div> <div> 6 ~ "Bad boys" are exciting</div> <div> 7 ~ "Bad Boys" make women feel safe</div> <bR> <div> Here are how they work:</div> <div> 1) By being a dick and not calling back, she is thrilled when he does call.</div> <div> 2) Something about women liking a "guy" that isn't afraid to get down and dirty, literally.</div> <div> 3) Plays into the "mother" complex - women want to feel needed and want to change a man.</div> <div> 4) By not telling a gal how attractive she is, when she is told she looks good it feels better.</div> <div> 5) Gals apparently don't like indecisive guys. Probably has something to do with commitment.</div> <div> 6) Jerks are apparently more mysterious than nice guys and women want a man of mystery.</div> <div> 7) Jerks are often protective of their women (cause women are known for talking to their nice</div> <div>     guy friends after the jerk dicks her over).</div> <bR> <div>      Hmm..... So what does this mean to me? Do I need to be a jerk to get the gal I want?</div> <div>      The gal I want still has feelings for her jerk ex who is the ideal Maxim "bad boy"</div> <div>      So what do I do? Do I manipulate her like her ex did or continue to be an unwanted</div> <div>      nice guy? Sheesh!</div> <bR> <div> Update: Mon April 24, 2000</div> <div> Ok, I updated the <A HREF="id39.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Prose"><U>Prose Section</U></A>, the <A HREF="id27.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE=" Music"><U>Music Section</U></A>, the <A HREF="id35.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Link of the Month"><U>Link of the Week</U></A>, the <A HREF="id41.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Quote of the Week"><U>Quote of the Week</U></A>, and the <A HREF="id22.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Eye Candy"><U>Eye Candy</U></A> section. I am tired, but on the flip side, I am thin and gorgeous.</div> <bR> <div> Update: Mon April 24, 2000</div> <div> Well I'm back from my little Easter Vacation. Not too much happened for me. Jen's still in Florida- she was wrong, one week <B>is</B> a long time <I>and</I> I do miss her- but I hope she is having fun and not getting sunburned too badly. I played some poker and par 3 while I was home, ask <A HREF="mailto:JTD518@aol.com" TARGET="_top" TITLE="mailto:JTD518@aol.com"><U>Justin</U></A> or <A HREF="mailto:MZimm69@aol.com" TARGET="_top" TITLE="mailto:MZimm69@aol.com"><U>Matt</U></A> how I did if you want to rub it in their faces a bit (Justin was my partner in par 3, though).  </div> <bR> <div> I'll update my weekly updates later.</div> <div> ~ken</div> <bR> <div> Update: Fri April 21, 2000</div> <div> No real update today. I'll be home this weekend hanging out with Matt and his g/f Caroline, so there will be no updates this weekend. I'll chage my ____ of the week probably Sun. Have a quote, a cool link, a favorite band, etc? <A HREF="mailto:k.e.n@att.net" TARGET="_top" TITLE="mailto:k.e.n@att.net"><U>Email me</U></A> and maybe it will be featured on my site! Jennie is in Florida so I hope she is having fun and burning like a lobster. Lets all hope that she doesen't meet up with some underwear model for austria or anything like that while she's on the beach. Umm.... yeah I should probably end this update before I say anything else.</div> <div> Proud to be a Phi</div> <bR> <div> Update: Thur. April 20, 2000</div> <div> Hey, I now have a <A HREF="http://www.fortunecity.com/marina/cayecalm/594/index.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="http://www.fortunecity.com/marina/cayeca"><U>mirror site</U></A>. The Tripod site has pop-up banners and the Fortune City site puts their own advertisements at the top of every page, so neither is what I want yet. If you are wondering, that is why I haven't updated in a  few days... it requires a bit of time to get another site up and running. I passed my Initiation test for <A HREF="http://www.phidelt-ghq.com/Home.html" TARGET="_top" TITLE="http://www.phidelt-ghq.com/Home.html"><U>Phi Delta Theta</U></A>. I am being initiated tonight!</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <IMG SRC="208b47a0.gif" border=0 width="180" height="122" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <bR> <div> In my opinion, Phi Delta Theta is the finest fraternity on American and Canadian campuses. I have seen the way many other fraternities operate, and I can truly say that I will be proud to be a Phi.</div> <bR> <div> Update Sun April 9 4:30</div> <div> Doh! Jennie isn't coming to visit me. No big deal I guess. I got my hopes up for seeing her and told all my friends here that they were gonna get the chance to see her, but I guess not. It's not her fault either. I hear the roads are pretty shitty back home (goddamn weather oppressing me)</div> <div> Click here to see <A HREF="id65.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="How I feel"><U>how I feel</U></A>.</div> <bR> <div> Update Sun April 9 3:10 PM</div> <div> I'm working on my webpage and wondering if Jennie is still coming to visit today. I haven't heard from her in  a few days so I dunno if she can still come up. I guess I'll wait and see. I've made all the updates that I'm gonan be able to for this week... Next week is <IMG SRC="1bd54150.jpg" border=0 width="84" height="21" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"> for me so I wont be checking my email or updating this page very much (if at all). </div> <bR> <div> Update Sat April 8 11:56 PM</div> <div> I've added a new pic and changed the front page a bit. <A HREF="id63.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Heh heh heh"><U>What do you think?</U></A></div> <bR> <div> Update Fri. April 7 6:30</div> <div> ughhhh.... a day long headache. I only added advertisements today. I'll put up some more <A HREF="id22.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Eye Candy"><U>eye candy</U></A> soon.</div> <bR> <div> Update Thur April 6, 1:02 PM</div> <div> Hey, I've changed the style in <A HREF="id22.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Eye Candy"><U>some areas</U></A> a tad. Expect more changes soon.</div> <bR> <div> Update Thur April 6, 2000 1:00 AM</div> <div> Hey I eventually got around to updating the webpage</div> <bR> <div> Update Wed April 5, 2000 11:30 PM</div> <div> No Update today, I guess. Sorry. (as if anyone cares)</div> <bR> <div> Update Tue April 4, 2000 4:30 PM</div> <div> Hey... I added a bit of <A HREF="id22.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Eye Candy"><U>eye candy</U></A>.... nothing special but it is related to this new poll.</div> <bR> <div> Update Mon April 3rd, 2000 5:00 PM </div> <div> I made a bunch of changes... I've update the<A HREF="id39.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Prose"><U> Prose</U></A>, <A HREF="id35.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Link of the Month"><U>Link of the Week</U></A>, and the <A HREF="id41.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Quote of the Week"><U>Quote of the Week</U></A> and put my bike pic in <A HREF="id22.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Eye Candy"><U>Eye Candy</U></A>. Oh yeah... almost forgot! I made a new <A HREF="id50.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Eye Candy Archive"><U>Eye Candy Archive</U></A>.</div> <bR> <div> Update Mon April 3rd, 2000 5:00 PM </div> <div> I made a bunch of changes... I've update the<A HREF="id39.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Prose"><U> Prose</U></A>, <A HREF="id35.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Link of the Month"><U>Link of the Week</U></A>, and the <A HREF="id41.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Quote of the Week"><U>Quote of the Week</U></A> and put my bike pic in <A HREF="id22.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Eye Candy"><U>Eye Candy</U></A>. Oh yeah... almost forgot! I made a new <A HREF="id50.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Eye Candy Archive"><U>Eye Candy Archive</U></A>.</div> <bR> <div> Update Mon April 3rd, 2000 1:00AM</div> <div> I'll update all the (fill in the blank) of the week this afternoon.</div> <div> No update other than that.</div> <bR> <div> Update Sat April 1st, 2000 7:30 PM</div> <div> <A HREF="id54.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Bike Ken"><U>I Got A New Bike! I Got a New Bike! I Got a New Bike!</U></A></div> <bR> <div> Update Sat April 1st, 2000 12:00 noon</div> <div> No Changes anywhere!</div> <bR> <div> Update Fri March 31, 2000 5:30 PM</div> <div> I kinda stole my <A HREF="id53_piss.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Piss Ass Drunk"><U>newest pic</U></A> for eyecandy, but it was too good to resist!</div> <bR> <div> Update Fri, March 31, 2000. 1:00PM</div> <div> I've added some new rules to my <A HREF="id48.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="K.e.ns Rules for life!"><U>Rules for Life</U></A></div> <bR> <div> Update Thurs, March 30 2:30</div> <div> I've changed my web poll. Check it out!</div> <bR> <div> Update Thurs, March 29, 12:45ish PM</div> <div> I think I've gained some weight since coming to college... <A HREF="id52_fatken.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Fat Ken"><U>check me out!</U></A></div> <bR> <div> Update Thurs, March 29, 12:20ish AM</div> <div> Hey. You think I'm too commercial? You think I'm a sellout? You think its all about the:</div> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <IMG SRC="139327d0.jpg" border=0 width="306" height="125" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div> Well you're wrong buddy.....</div> <div>                               <FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#00FF66" FACE="Abadi MT Condensed Light" >it's all about the kenjamins</FONT></div> <bR> <div> Update Wed March 28, 5:48</div> <div> Hey I made some more changes... see if you can find em.</div> <bR> <div> Update Wed March 28, 4:30</div> <div> I fixed the Sidewalk bezerkers pic I made so now all the band members are included. Sorry about that before, I didn't know where to get the pics of the other two.</div> <div> I'm thinking about changing my web layout to make it look a bit more professional.  <A HREF="mailto:k.e.n@att.net" TARGET="_top" TITLE="mailto:k.e.n@att.net"><U>Lemme know</U></A> if you like my format or think I should try <A HREF="http://www.stileproject.com" TARGET="_top" TITLE="http://www.stileproject.com"><U>something different</U></A>. I'm gonna work on another pic for my page, so there should be more <A HREF="id22.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Eye Candy"><U>candy</U></A> later!</div> <bR> <div> Update Tue March 28, 2000 3:00ish</div> <div> Hey Sidewalk Beserkers is featured on my <A HREF="id27.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE=" Music"><U>Band of the Week</U></A>!</div> <bR> <div> Update Tue. March 28, 2000 1:30</div> <div> Mmmmmmm... <A HREF="id22.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Eye Candy"><U>Eye Candy</U></A>. Check out Farmer Ken and Farmer Jen!</div> <bR> <div> Update Monday March 27, 2000 12:12</div> <div> Hi kids! I'm back from spring break! I started it off right by sleeping through my first two classes and coming down with a cold. Yaaaaaay! er... Doh! This update is gonna be short cause I am busy updating : <A HREF="id22.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Eye Candy"><U>Eye Candy</U></A>   <A HREF="id39.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Prose"><U>Prose</U></A>    <A HREF="id35.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Link of the Month"><U>Link of the Week</U></A>    <A HREF="id41.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Quote of the Week"><U>Quote of the Week</U></A> and even <A HREF="id18.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Things I Do When I Should Be Working "><U>this page</U></A></div> <bR> <div> Update Monday, March 20, 2000 11:40</div> <div> Check out my new user poll !!!</div> <bR> <div> Update Monday, March 20, 2000  8:00 PM</div> <div> Hello Net minions, I am (not) enjoying my spring break so far... I've kept busy by getting up at ungodly hours to work, sleeping, and seeing the same people I always see while not seeing the person I want to see. I've been trying (unsuccessfully) to sell my <A HREF="id33.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Buy my Cards"><U>magic cards</U></A> so that I can afford the lifestyle to which I've grown accustomed (basically a poorer version of a street performer). I'm still waiting for this page to be discovered by the masses and I could really use some revenue created by people clicking my commercial banners... so why not do that, eh?</div> <bR> <div> I've made some changes to the layout, but there is a lot of things I need to touch up. I updated the <A HREF="id22.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Eye Candy"><U>comic of the week</U></A>, but I'm not touching the band of the week until I get confirmation from the next band I'm trying to work with. I also put up a <A HREF="id39.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Prose"><U>prose section </U></A>which gives people the opportunity to share thoughts, stories, poems, etc. The <A HREF="id35.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Link of the Month"><U>link of the week</U></A> is changed, so check it out. That's about all I can think of at this point. Check back later in the week for a new update.</div> <bR> <div> Oh yeah, almost forgot! Check out my new <A HREF="id41.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Quote of the Week"><U>Quote of the week section!</U></A></div> <bR> <div> This was in Eye Candy...</div> <div> Wanna see a Pic of me? This one is pretty funny.  Anyone have an idea for a caption for this one?</div> <div>                                      <IMG SRC="0aee2c70.jpg" border=0 width="226" height="199" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <bR> <div> "What," you may be asking, "inspired this facial expression?"</div> <bR> <div> I'll show you.<IMG SRC="0b1b5ab0.jpg" border=0 width="181" height="171" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div> Incase you're wondering... No. I didn't actually drink the jack. It was just a photo-op.</div> <bR> <div> Update Thursday March 16, 2000 2:30 </div> <div> Tomorrow is my last day of class till Spring Break! I probably wont get a chance to update the page till I get home so dont expect one until Mon. at the earliest.</div> <div> I'll try to update while at home, but the connection to the net at home is awful so I may just work on graphics for it. I added a new link to my links section and have begun an Update archive. I'm attempting to get permission for my next Band of the week so if I get the go ahead I'll be working on that when I  get home. I'll still be checking my email at home so keep the comments coming.</div> <bR> <div> Update midday March 15, 2000 - 2 days till spring break</div> <div> I'm sitting here updating my page before  my next class and listening to <A HREF="http://www.cakemusic.com/music.html" TARGET="_top" TITLE="http://www.cakemusic.com/music.html"><U>Cake's</U></A> She'll Come Back to Me and thinking that life might not suck. I don't have any idea what the source of my newfound optimism is - things most certainly aren't going "well." Hell, some things are going really shitty... like my ceramics class. But I'm feeling good today so I'm not going to spoil it by analyzing it. I wonder what I should add to this page. Any idea's? <A HREF="mailto:k.e.n@att.net" TARGET="_top" TITLE="mailto:k.e.n@att.net"><U>Contact me!</U></A></div> <bR> <div> Update 9:00 PM Wednesday, March 15, 2000 still two days till spring break.</div> <div> OK... so I didn't get to update my page earlier cause I was working till 7:30 in my ceramics class. It's not like anyone will notice the difference. Anyone have an idea what my # of hits is up to? It isn't giving me a number anymore, its just saying a lot for some strange reason. Thanks for the comment in my guest book, Nemergut... you're a gentleman and a scholar.</div> <bR> <div> To my loving family that occasionally stops by to see my page, Hi.</div> <bR> <div> I'm thinking about adding a Short Story/ Novella type thing  for my site (to be updated on a weekly basis). Know anybody who would like to submit scripts, short stories, or novels for this section? <A HREF="mailto:k.e.n@att.net" TARGET="_top" TITLE="mailto:k.e.n@att.net"><U>Contact Me.</U></A></div> <bR> <div> Update 11:30 PM Wednesday, March 15</div> <div> I've changed the uncle sam pic a bit... I'm trying to make my flesh tone more like the painting's colors. I haven't changed all that much more.</div> <bR> <bR> <div> Update 7:00ish PM March 14, 2000</div> <div> Hey, I meant to mention this in my last update. Did any of you watch Raw last night? It was truly amazing. Predictable, but amazing! Check WWF for video of the people's champion earning back his #1 Contender for Wrestlemania.</div> <bR> <div> Hey People, there is only 3 more days till I go on spring break. Unfortunately I'm not going to any exotic locations, but does it look like <A HREF="id30.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Back"><U>this guy</U></A> could afford something nicer?</div> <bR> <div> March 14, 2000 Mid Afternoon</div> <div> There is only 1, and I do mean only one, bad thing about sleeping all afternoon</div> <div> after coming back from 8:30 class. You miss out on getting to talk to a goddess</div> <div> <FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#00FF66" FACE="Abadi MT Condensed" ><IMG SRC="0d871620.jpg" border=0 width="113" height="98" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"> </FONT> <A NAME="jen"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A>This is Jen. And I didn't get to talk to her today cause I was sleeping when she was online. Lousy body getting the rest it deserves. Oh well... there is always tomorrow.</div> <bR> <bR> <div> Updated: March 13, 2000 9:00</div> <div> Bruce gave me some Comics that he has created, so I'm gonna change them on a weekly basis in my new visual entertainment section. I Made some changes to the layout. Check em out.</div> <bR> <div> Wanna see a picture of me and my Big from the Phi Delts? Here we are... drinking Iced tea on a warm summer day.</div> <div>                     <IMG SRC="0c21d9a0.jpg" border=0 width="285" height="154" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <IMG SRC="13aa26d0.jpg" border=0 width="162" height="109" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"> <FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#00FF66" FACE="Arial" >thanks chris</FONT></div> <bR> </td> </tr></table></body>