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Well, I'm broke and stressed out again. Great.


Enjoy this, courtesy of Justyn: www.myspace.com/imperatorofpop I'll admit, I'm rocking out to it.


There is a very European sounding siren down on the street. Interesting. I'm on the 24th floor at work but we can still hear everything that happens on the street. I like being connected like that.


I am no longer loving the project I'm working on. They changed the staffing and the fellows I'm working with now are both ignoring and impeding my attempts to keep this totally effed up project marginally organized. I don't know what I'm going to do. I hope I get a sweet raise... in six months. Fudge.


This is me, 95% sober, on St. Patty's. hot.