Baby got back I've returned form the family trip to pittsburgh, which was good for the soul and cold as hell. It was my first white christmas in ages, and I spent it in a holiday inn. I received blank cassette tapes from my parents, and that's it. Unfortunately, that's really just about all I asked for as I've been trying to find other things that I want but I've come up dry. They intend to give me more, once I figure out what I want, and I'm hoping I'll know soon, since my Birthday is coming up on the 7th of January, and after that it's a long 350 days until I have to think up a list of things I don't need, but I could stand to have. I'm going to compile a list, don't you worry, and I'll post it right here for your enjoyment.
Baby falls down a lot I checked out my "statistics" page on geocities earlier today, which is something I never wanted to do because I was afraid of know who was reading this. Fortunately enough, I was able to learn next-to-nothing about who is reading this. I had some varied hit-amounts that had some peak times, but I can't tell if it's all me hitting reload and checking out my latest projects, or if anyone is actually looking. I think the times I've had the most hits are when Kevin has linked people to something or when I've had pictures of Kevin posted somewhere on the site. Soooo, I think I'm going to switch the whole focus of this site to him.Expect animated depictions of great moments in Kevin's life, a compendium of hott-Kevin-related-stories, and a GPS-based Kevin-tracker to let you know exactly where he is and when.
Baby makes a mess a lot. OK, maybe I don't really need mopre Kevin so much as I need more functionality. RIght now this is just a place to showcase meager-pointless animations and pictures, served with a side of long-winded blathering. Kevin, Brent, you deserve better than that and I'm sorry. Same to you Laff, if you're still out there. IF anyone else reads this, let me know and I'll apologize to you too.
High-point of my life in the past 24 hours: Last night I read part of The Lord of the Rings by candle-light while listening to Mussorgsky. I felt really really dorky, but in the best way possible.
