Ryan's been pacing around the house for the past hour, talking on the phone. I'm guessing this is one of the SWEF phone calls.

All I'm saying is, chatty bitch should get on IRC.

I have moved into Ryan's house. I have already talked to him more through the internet than in person since I've been here.

I'm back on my computer, and have a day to kinda make my computer tbcs worthy.

I played counter-strike last night with Devin. I let battliefield 1942 download in the background so I had an 800 ping for a while. It didn't slow down my mad skillz though. With that high of ping, I think the netcode was totally cheating for me. I'd shoot a shotgun blast way to the right of someone, they they fall down dead. I am the man. Well, then my ping dropped down to 90, and I continued to be the man, without the netcode's help. That 45 minutes of counter-strike done, and now I think I'm spent.

Time for some Battlefield 1942, or Warcraft 3.

I put up a new ZebbyCam image.

Pinky is responsible for a third of my total site hits recently. Dude, it's alright.

The poop shoot is close.

I applied at Walgreens, Pizza Hut, and Pizza Pit.

I R Teh Winnar!11