Yeah, so -

Sept 4th, 2003
Morning comes, Heather snores. I've been at it for two hours and my Life is made Hell by SoBig and junk mail. I'm trying to figure out how to cut down on the number of worms arriving in my mailbox (like, about 30 an hour) and in the process have so far fucked up my email, deleted ilyaimy.com (twice), erased my on-disc back up. Sigh. It's been a rough morning - but now things are running smoothly, printing shit all over the place, covering Shane's room with mis-printed CD labels, generally making a mess and eating really stale pretzels.

Tonight we're going to an open mic that required a very complex web form sign-up thingie. Intimidating indeed. At least we'll know that anyone who's there can reach our website.

Ok, enough of this, I've made a journal, and it might even work, though now I'm worried about stylesheets n shit. Sigh.