…Which is why I can’t afford a paid account and the accompanying perks, such as further contorting my bastard userinfo page into something that people (like me) can actually view before looking at this journal which I only update on an off-and-on basis (the posts themselves, not the layout. I’m not good with that).

Right now, I’m sitting here in Goodman, having abstained from the shower since Monday (right before I came back up from the Labor Day stint in WR, although I do scrub up in the other customary ways), and…well…I pretty much feel like shit right now.

The bandwidth sucks, I still have ABSOLUTELY no sense of coordination or organization (which says alot about me, I guess), and life seems to be a bit more static nowadays.

As usual, I possess dissatisfaction with the present state of things, although such is, and has been, the predominant order for quite a while (at least within the last week or so of my existence); I have some good ideas for the immediate future and the improvements which can be made in order to make that time a bit more attractive to us who reside within the present and are fated to either live or die within the next few seconds, BUT I have few-to-no means by which these ideas can be materialized, neither do I have any knowledge of the routes by which those means can be attained, and so on.

The perfect Universal Media platform for Mozilla.

Goggles/glasses which will do for your monitor what headphones do for your subwoofers.

The Open Source National Law archive Project.

The betterment and expansion of Oglethorpe’s web services (with student blogs, an online newspaper, and internet radio).

The reconciliation of NNTP/Usenet with XML in order to facilitate better, easier end-user access.

The combination of hypnosis/mental reorientation with fursuits in order to engender a mental therianthropy.

…………….

Yeah, its that bad…