Tuesday, January 04, 2005

Marc

Dudes.

Was about to blarg last night, was hooked into dial-up at some hotel, and suddenly the internet connection goes dead. Then the phone connection goes dead. Stays that way for the rest of the night. John B. is working with me again. He's staying in a room down the hall. His phone is fine. My room just didn't like me.

I can't imagine being a homeowner. Congrats, Zook. You are now the most grown-up person I know, by sole virtue of the fact that you are a HomeOwner. I am the proud owner of a PS2 now. I feel that's pretty sharp. My woman calls me Gameface. She put me in that position, though.

Called a DJ today to talk about the wedding. Pretty upset about having to rely on someone I don't know to provide the music for our "big night". I have a feeling I'll be standing by the DJ booth for half the evening, irritating the hell out of whoever is in control, suggesting song after song after song.

I have a control issue, sometimes.

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