Daily Archives: July 15, 2003

I need to send a Big Thank You to Kevin Donahue for all of his help in getting the SongWriter script to work on my site. Now, you the 1-2 readers on my site, can now see what song I am currently listening to and the last 10 songs that I have listened too. Like the back of the Livejournal shirt says, “Because I like to think that people care…” Anyway, all of my CD’s are copied onto the hard drive; 188 hours of music at the touch of my hands. Currently, trying to rank the songs and get lyrics to them with the LyricsAMP for WMP9. What I really should be doing is
coming up with a new site design. Given myself until the end of the month to come up with something new. Of course, I doubt I’ll make my own timeline, but we’ll see. Think that I am going to try to goto sleep, which means that I will probably be up posting around 2am.

[Listening to: California Love [Original Version] – 2Pac – Greatest Hits Disc 2 (04:45)]

Worked late today in order to catch up on stuff so that we can go on Friday. Blah. Came home, ate a light meal, showered, and just
laid on my bed for a while until I fell asleep. Woke up an hour later and just kinda sat here, not really doing anything. Should just goto sleep, but I don’t feel tred yet. Why do I have the feeling that I am only going to get worse in the next couple of days. **sigh** Maybe I should have just got the tickets and gotten out of here instead of waiting a month. Too late now…
[Listening to: Barbarella [Deep Dish Armageddon Breakdown Mix] – Sven Väth – Renaissance Ibiza Disc 1 (10:01)]

Think that I used all of the energy that I had in the two meetings that I had today. Then later, the combo of Tim and Amber just sucked everything out of me.

**warning** Suzanne stuff ahead…

Had a “Missing Suzanne” moment, which is kinda wrong, because I am always thinking about and missing her. However, I guess this was a specific thing. I wanted to drive up to Antioch to see her, to hold her, and to talk (O.K. bitch) about our days and then make ourselves feel better by going out and getting some pie. The main point was today I needed/wanted someone to talk too, and while I guess I can talk to any of my friends about this, I really wanted to talk to Suzanne. Instead, I have to settle with a journal entry…

This concludes this “Suzanne moment”…