So its over. Its not great. I need to get me a new medium. This painting thing is not working out. Maybe I will try and just draw on the next project. It be nice to get back to something... good. What am I talking about? I'll put a link up at somepoint.

When I wasn't wallowing in my inadequncies as an artist, I've been re-working the www.research page. I just can't stand it anymore. The current version is just awful. I figure no one cares and I need the extra hours. I'm actually playing around withh ssi's for most of the repeated elements, must to the chagrine of my coworkers I'm sure. [insert: technology, we've heard of it!] Eh, that's a little bit hard, but the last time I did any sort of web design for these people, it was committeed to death. I'll just say I felt empowered about it. I think I'm just going to ask for forgiveness later. I can only get on people's nerves.

Actually, I have as of late been giving off some kind of "creepy lady" vibe. I keep managing to say the wrong thing. Can't seem to find the rythem of the conversation, in small talk arenas. So I'm likely to blurt out "I killed a bird once" in any given conversation. Gah. Crap brain.

So I got back on # this weekend thanks to a pretty good chat client on Mozilla. It's SOOOO much better than 4.7, though IE still rules the ecomerce hill. Ran into an old "efriend" and basially remembered why I liked irc in the first place. Then I got on today and remembered why I left that specific #. It use to be fun, biligerent yes, yet friendly. Now its just a bunch of people who should really be on some kind of meds.

I just realized how much I like to talk to people in print and how much, this, this and this, are related to this.

A lot of what I do today feeds something left behind from before. Daemons are like that.