HOT LESBIAN ACTION!!!

Are these titles just getting dumber and dumber? Ha ha. Fire the writers fire the writers! Ha ha!

So, I saw my friend Dorothy today, which is fairly uncommon because we don't have any classes together and such. But anyway, I saw her as we were getting on the train (1 or the 9, Downtown!) and she was looking at this Teen People magazine. Now, as the story goes, Dorothy was walking the street (you know: walking) when she was accosted by a team of Teen People agents or whatever. They were looking for a girl with really frizzy/curly hair, such as Dorothy's, so they asked her to come to their building so they could do a before and after picture of her, before and after she used some sort of hair straightening tool. I mean, I would say, don't go anywhere with strangers, especially if they look very fashionable, and may or may not have goatees, but Dorothy did go. Anyway, they did the picture, whatever, straightened her hair, took the picture, you know. That's all I know about that story. So, I glanced at the article, and decided that the before picture was quite a good deal better looking, and I told her that. She was like, "I know, I really hate the picture after they straightened my hair." She went on further to say that they made up quotes about her, stuff like, "My hair is so frizzy I literally can't leave my house without some product in it," or whatever. And apparently she said nothing like that. Apparently she also didn't say that she liked her hair the new way, but that also got into the article somehow.

And so, I'm like, "Cool!" I mean, I didn't know that was legal. If I'd known that I would have had a LOT more to work with here. Okay, done with that topic.

In other news, my old friend Mikey Rabinowitz, who lives in the god-forsaken hellhole known as Memphis, Tennessee, was seen to say, "I'm a big, fat, stupid moron and I likes to beat cats with a baseball bat. Ha ha, that rhymes!" He proceeded to dance an awkward, shuffling step while repeating "I likes to beat cats with a baseball bat!" Chilling. Further more, he has acquired a southern accent and now spends his weekends, in his words: "Pitchin' firecrackers in swimmin' hole. Figures I can blow me up some dinner!" Oh, Mikey!

Dude, this quoting thing rocks! In further news, George Bush was quoted as saying, "Duh, I'm stupid! I'm going to resign now and give all my money to Nicky and his association of other super-smart people, Brainsa."

I'm going to be eating MONEY for dinner!

Nicky

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9:30—Whatever. I don't really feel like talking now, but I figure you guys might be getting lonely. There's a chance I've reentered that time of month (or that time of whatever) in which I feel completely devoid of inspiration. Tell you what: I'll leave this window open for the night, and if I think of something, I'll write in it. Otherwise, I'll hope to see you either when I feel inspired or I am overcome with guilt.

9:35—Oh, one thing: we had another tennis match today. It was good. I played doubles again with this guy who's pretty good but screwed up a lot. But I was playing well and my team mates cheered. That was cool. And the groupies are cool too. These two senior girls come every other game or something and just hang out and such. They're cool. One of them ghetto-braided my hair today. That was neat. I'm going to eat some of that fabulous new "iced cream" now.

9:42—It's good. I wish you were all here to have some too. Your own ice cream, not mine. You can't have mine. Ice cream doesn't grow on trees or bushes, or like, igloos.

10:27—I have one homework assignment today, because of all these mid-terms—don't ask why I have mid-terms 3/4 of the way through the year—and I haven't done it. ONE. It's probably really easy too. But that's the problem. It's so easy that I can't motivate myself to do it. I hope I do it eventually, but right now I'm reading Gamespy's two lists, for the 25 Most Over or Under-rated games. I think they're mostly full of shit. I don't like Gamespy too much, but some of their stuff is entertaining. Some of the stuff on these lists just makes me gurgle in irritation. I'm not sure why.

10:46—Oh Gamespy... if I remember correctly, you loved Halo. Now you tell me you never liked it, and in fact, it never caught on with your staff? Hey, I don't like it too much either, but make up your minds!

11:21—Okay, gonna play guitar now, maybe do French. Then sleep. Brain swollen from over-exposure to Gamespy hypocrisy.

Good Night

Nicky

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You heard the dumbass who writes the titles of my post, I'm in history avoidance mode. And I think avoiding all forms of history is a good idea. I mean, you'd never be doomed to repeat it or anything.

Okay, I have very little to write, but with luck the Muse of Procrastination will smite me with inspiration.

...Or not.

Oh, okay. Yesterday we had our first tennis match, the Laguardia tennis team and I, that is. I was paired with some Sophomore and we played doubles, which I promptly failed at horribly because it had been two months since I last played. We lost 8-2 (we play matches of 8 games; they're called pro sets). We shall never speak of this match again. Today, we had another game, because the universe hates me and the joy I would otherwise be capable of feeling. So, this was another doubles match, which we lost 8-3, but wait! I was playing much better despite multiple muscles actually bleating in pain, like wounded lambs. Or yams, which would probably sound a lot different if they could talk. I imagine they would be all like, "Yo, I'm a yam." I think of yams as the bad-asses of the starchy tuber family. They'd be all like, abusing pesticides and stuff. Crazy. Anyway, I was playing much better today, but not at my best, except my doubles partner of the day has apparently never played a doubles match. He is very new to this sport which we in the business refer to as "tennis."

I've met this girl fairly recently, and I kind of like her, and she seems to like me, sure, but I'm getting these weird vibes off of her. I don't know what they mean. They're all like, "Vibe, vibe." Like Pokémon. Vibe.

Okay, gotta eat now, and kill everybody. Then homework.

Nicky

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So, I went to the big antiwar protest today. It was pretty cool. It was called "America Still Says No to War." A LOT of people were there. Blocks in a row were filled with people. However it was subdued protest. New Yorkers, for all their purported rudeness, were VERY quiet. Every once in a while, some guys would start up a chant, and it would gather some people, but then it died pretty quickly. Come on, New York! You want Washington DC to get all the COOL protests? Come on.

So, I went with this female friend from my old school, and that seemed like a cool idea. But it wasn't. It was pretty boring. I don't like her very much anymore. And I haven't met her shiny new boyfriend, but he's a senior and I'm a freshman, and that annoys me. So, boo. I mean, sophomores I can understand, but a senior? WhatEVER.

At the protest, we saw the Billionaires for Bush. They're cool. They wore fancy clothing. They had these signs that said stuff like, "Fuck the people." Mmmmmm that's good satire.

There were two people with "Bush and Cheney in 2004" signs. Dumb-asses. They're lucky us peace protesters are so damn pacifistic or we would have cut their Republican asses.

And I my legs got tired after standing and walking for almost five hours. But it was a good cause and a useful experience, so that's good.

Now, the important thing: The Legend of Zelda: A Link to the Past is NOT a cool game. It is not one of the best games ever, it is not a cool game. I don't get it! You walk around and cut at people. Maybe I haven't played long enough, but I don't feel motivated to go any further. I figure if a game is good enough, it should draw me in from the very beginning. Then again, I'm fairly picky about games, so it's not easy to please me. Among other games I don't like: well, there are a lot. I also downloaded a rom (don't tell anyone) for Super Mario World, which is conceivably a good game, but it was too hard for me to really enjoy. One game I DO like is Donkey Kong Country 2. That game is good. And it has really good graphics for Super Nintendo.

Okay, I think I'm going now. By the way, you should all watch Arrested Development on FOX, Sundays at 9:30. It's a really funny show, but it will probably get canceled because no one seems to watch it, because they're afflicted with severe mental retardation of the ass.

Okay, bye.

Nicky

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Well, I wrote this whole big post, and it was pretty good too, but then my browser quit itself and I lost it all.
So, long story short:

Dawn of the Dead premieres today. How is it different from the original? Mall in which most of the movie takes place has new stores, like Gap. Cell phones will probably be used at some point in the movie. This will only serve to remind us how far we've come since 1978.

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind came out too. Reviewers say: Jim Carrey manages to put on a good performance without once dropping his pants and talking with his ass.

Went to Ain't it Cool News website, made me feel dirty. However, saw many highly positive reviews of Hellboy. Was happy due to rewarded faith.

Downloaded Super Nintendo emulator for the first time in one or two years. I downloaded my favorite game Chrono Trigger, stared in reverence at opening screen, then realized it was in Spanish. Got correct version and stared in reverence at opening screen. So good. Only game I've ever beat twice.

Big peace protest tomorrow, in Manhattan, which is within one borough of where I live. Actually the protest is today, seeing as it's currently 12:40. You can find more information at www.internationalanswer.org.

A girl from my old school is going with me to the protest, assuming all works out. We are going to make out all day long. Ha ha, just kidding Laurika. No seriously, I wish. I'm such a loser. Why doesn't anyone love me? You? You? How about you?

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...because today I'm writing this post to avoid MATH. It's usually history, see...

Anyway, I have absolutely nothing to say right now. I just figured that after a while you people would become restless and I must placate you before you rise up against me, forming militant online organizations intent on "doing something about that guy", but all you ever do is bitch about the ending of Akira.

I kind of have a headache, an occurrence which, uh, occurs, every 6 months to 2 years. Actually, there's absolutely no pattern. Who am I kidding?

Anyway, this headache has made me sluggish, in direct contradiction with my insatiable thirst for blood, and knowledge. So, you know, an American Idol contestant, or encyclopedia just goes wandering by, and I think to myself, "I must have that," but I'm too tired to hunt it down, ripping into its throat or binding, and absorbing the delicious contents.

So, anyway, I'm tired. In drama class we got our new scenes (we just finished our old ones.) That each of us in the class has two-person scenes, and we work on them for a long time, and then perform them. My scene is from Brighton Beach Memoirs, by Neil Simon. The scene is about masturbation. So, anyway, I was at home and thinking about ways I could get into character, you know, get inside the guy's skin. Then I wrote this post instead. I think most of you will say it's for the better. Me, I don't know. Whatev.

Bye

New post by Friday

Nicky

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I was just realizing today, the other day, I promised a post today, even though I posted a lot of times in between that day and this. This one will be probably kind of short. So Dorothy, this is for you. ("What?" most of you ask. "Shut up," I say, "she might run her car into me and lock me in her house if I don't post."

So... what's in the news today? Well, there was that subway bombing in Spain. That's... not too funny.

I watched the new episode of Joan of Arcadia, which I don't hate; in fact it's not bad. I mean, sure, it's all about God and stuff, and that's kind of weird, but at its core, it's a pretty good show. Now tonight was also the premiere of "Wonder Falls", which must be FOX's answer to "Joan". Now, I had some misgivings, as this show appeared to be exactly the same; girl who isn't quite clear what to do with herself receives cryptic, yet accurate advice from a mystic source. Of course, in Wonder Falls, the mystic source is various plastic, metal, polyester, and other forms of animal-shaped figurine. That seemed heinously hokey and potentially horrible.

Well, I have to admit, this show had problems. Pretty odd show. But it had a bizarre quirkiness that you just don't see on network television much these days, and it was kind of interesting. This is common to FOX, which has a tendency to air interesting or brilliant, original shows, and then canceling them. I'm not saying this show was brilliant, and it wasn't original enough to come up with an idea that wasn't a pretty close copy of Joan of Arcadia, which also premiered this year, but it IS interesting.

"How," you might ask, "is it different from Joan of Arcadia? What advantages might it have?"

Well, there's no God in this show, so it doesn't make me feel vaguely uncomfortable. But, mainly, I like the characters. They're nasty and petty, and spiteful, and just good enough to be appealing. Kind of like the characters in Seinfeld, except I don't like that show so much. It's okay.

The show is hard to describe, but it's just got a bizarre style that somehow appeals to me. I mean, I don't really like it THAT much, and I may never see it again, but it's something I haven't much seen around, and so I feel kind of happy. I guess maybe you should see it, since I can't easily describe it. Oh, and the main character's sister is a lesbian, and that's somewhat hot. In my opinion, the more lesbians on TV, the better. Up to a point. I guess at some point, there would be a lesbian over-saturation, but I can't see that happening soon.

Okay, so I finished that comic I was mentioning. It probably sucks, but it's the first one I've completed, and for that purpose alone, I'm proud of it. Also, my ability to draw with a tablet has improved considerably. Find the comic at: http://www.deviantart.com/view/5804624/

Nicky

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I can't stand you, UPN!

You took Star Trek, a show with one of the biggest fan bases in history, and ran it into the ground in the forms of Voyager and Enterprise.

Then you took Buffy the Vampire Slayer, which used to be well-written and witty, and ruined it!

WHY?!

Honestly, how did this come to be? Did you just decide that whatever show you had, you would replace all of its writers with shitty ones? Did you decide that other than ruining popular shows, it would be fun to rerun old sitcoms and air new episodes of sitcoms that should have been cancelled after half a year? Girlfriends?! Stop exploiting black actors; I'm sure some of them could do something really interesting if you let them stop telling each other not to go "there". How do you make MONEY? Who is watching all these shows?

You guys need to stop turning fads into TV shows and getting surprised when the shows themselves suck.

And by the way, whatever happened to GOOD shows? How come shows like Gilmore Girls and King of the Hill stay on the air so many years, while good shows, like Firefly and Andy Richer Controls the Universe, and probably Arrested Devolopment, are continually poorly marketed, and then cancelled after seven episodes? Are only stupid people watching TV? Or are all the smart viewers watching channels like Comedy Central and Cartoon Network, which seem to offer a much higher quantity of interesting shows than most of this network drivel.

Okay, I'm going now.

Nicky

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AAAAARRRGGHHHHH!!! Oh GOD. It hurts SO MUCH! From my penthouse in Brooklyn, I stab at thee, UPN! For verily, thou hast tormented me long enough!

Okay, look. I hate UPN. So do You, and You, but not YOU, because YOU are a moron. Go away.

But, see, this isn't just a boiling over of all my ordinary hate for the United Paramount Network, of evil, this is a new explosion, caused by a spark that ignited the pool of gasoline that is my rage. Ever heard of a little show called "Game Over"?

If you're lucky, you haven't. It's a show based on the life of a family that lives inside a computer or whatever, and they participate in video games. You know, like they're the random characters in Vice City or like, the wife plays Lara Croft or whatever, sometimes. Whatever. Sound familiar? Probably not, but if you're cool, like me and some of my friends, you've seen, and become a great fan of Reboot. Reboot was a show that came out on ABC Saturdays when I was younger. It was about characters that lived inside a computer, and some of them, in fact, had to play against the computer user in games. It is seriously one of the best shows I've ever seen. The third season had a really cool, awesome, engrossing story line and everything. No wonder they took it off American TV and moved it to Canada.

So, this show, Game Over, is just like that, but without the visual flair. Or technical references that actually appeal to people who use computers. Or, you know, anything. It's computer animated, like Reboot. Fine. But Reboot was a joy to watch, filled with jokes for nerds and lots of other people. They probably have a DVD out. You should go see it. So not only is this new show a bastardized version of the original, it's also much, much worse, and many times less original. And it's a sitcom, instead of Reboot, which really defied cliches. Why is a prime time animated show so much less creative, or good, than a Saturday morning kids' show.

Additionally, this show makes references to actual video games, and you might expect that to be cool, but it's just cheap. In Reboot, what they did was make subtle to video games without ever mentioning them. That was cool. In this episode, the family is wondering around in the mall, and a guy in a tropical shirt runs out and punches the father in the face. I mean, that was actually pretty funny, because it reminded me of Vice City. But then he says, "What is this, Vice City?" COME ON! Anyone who's played the game gets it. And everyone else probably won't get it even if they do name the game.

This show is so fucking annoying! This "family" is killing me, with their antics. The father, I guess races in racing games, and he doesn't have that much of a personality. He's okay though. The wife is just a sex symbol, which I guess makes sense for a female video game character. But she's boring too. Then there's the son: I hate him a great deal. He has the voice of Bobby Hill, from King of the Hill, which is annoying enough when there's only one. He acts like he thinks he's ghetto. I mean, whoo! We haven't seen that before! Look, ghetto black people are a cliché, but so are annoying white people who think they're ghetto. Get over it! It's fucking annoying. I hate people who mock posers such as him based on what they've heard. Okay, that was confusing, but it still pisses me off. The girl is just some 13-year-old or whatever, and she's always making stupid comments, but other than that she's useless and I want to strangle her.

One last thing: the wife sometimes portrays a Tomb Raider-type character in the episode. Why? That means she has to be responsible for her actions, running around and fighting. That doesn't make sense, because the game player would control Lara Croft, not the AI. That's why Reboot was cool; the computer characters could only play as characters that the player couldn't play as.

So, in conclusion (this was rather a messy essay), Reboot=sweet (I don't know about the 4th season, I missed it when it premiered and I may be too old for it now), Game Over=a show on UPN.

Get it? Good.

Oh, and they chose to follow the world premiere (today) of Game Over with the premiere of the second season of The Mullets. I love those high standards, guys.

Nicky Young

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I forgot to mention. This weekend, Saturday that is, I went over to my friend Ben's house. Our friend Kosar came over too. It was pretty great. Kosar brought his step pad and we all played DDR for a long time. It was great. Everyone else, except for me, looked so white when they were dancing. I'm half-Chinese, which is almost as good for dancing games as being half-Japanese, at which point I would become invincible. And I would be able to shoot laser beams from my eyes. That would be awesome!

Japanese Guy: GREAT CAESAR'S GHOST! It's Nicky!
Me: You DIE! ROAWARR!!! [ZAP!]

Anyway, that was fun. We watched some of an Anime DVD Kosar brought over, called Samurai X, and it was okay. But not really good. We stayed up until 4:45 AM, watching TV. And let me tell you something: after about 4:00 AM, there is NOTHING, mark my words, NOTHING on. Comedy Central? Paid programming. HBO 1—FamilyOmega? Paid programming. What's the point? Aren't the satellite subscribers ALREADY paying for the programming? Why does HBO need more paid programming? Just show some old movies! This isn't rocket science. Oh wait. Jaws 3 was on. See? NOTHING on.

But before that, we were watching Panic Room. I guess we missed the first hour or so, but that still left approximately six hours. Actually, it wasn't that long, but it seemed really long. And I don't know if I was just really tired or something, but by the time the movie ended, that girl was starting to look really hot to me. That's the other thing about staying up really late with two other adolescent guys. After a certain amount of leftover pizza and Japanese plum ice cream, every other sentence consists of some variant of "I'd hit it." It's crazy stupid, but at the time, it seems like you're fucking, debating the advantages and disadvantages of Marxism.

Speaking of altered states, a couple of my friends, one of whom is sworn off of pot after a few unsatisfying tries, told me they would smoke with me just to see me stoned. I'm like, "What? I don't smoke." Everyone seems to think that, seeing how I am in regular life, I would be an absolute riot if I were under the influence of what we, in the industry refer to as, well, yeah. We mostly call it pot. And by "industry", I mean Laguardia, which is an art school. No one knows drugs like we do. Except for me. I mean, I know the drugs; I just don't have what you might call, a close relationship with them.

Okay, that felt like more of a true post. So, with a relatively free conscience (well, "relatively" is a thankfully, loose term), I bid thee adieu.

Nicky

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Well, here's another post, by Tuesday, AS PROMISED. With increased regularity of postage comes increased brain damage to me and everyone within a 253 mile radius. Still, quantity is nice.

You know, I mention my history homework a lot when I put out these little posts. One might think I just really hate history homework; I don't. It just takes forever, usually at least an hour. I was just thinking that history probably takes up a good 50% of my homework time, most nights. This is unacceptable. From now on, no more history homework. I will write my teacher a note, explaining that it is annoying and I will learn elsewise. I'm full of shit.

I have a serious apprehension that Hellboy won't be very good. It just reeks of League of Extraordinary Genlemen-iness.

I've been working on my cartoon some more. Since some time this summer, I've been doodling these cartoon characters, two primarily, and I come up with ideas for strips, but they usually don't get drawn. Occasionally I do a sketch of one. But now, for the first time, I've got a strip all scanned into my computer, and I'm inking it with my tablet, and I may actually finish it! I'm not saying it will be any good, but it will be complete. And that's a start. Some of you may have seen when I posted a picture of one of the characters (http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/4430959/), many months ago. He has since changed drastically, and you'll see that if I ever post the completed comic.

I don't know. Maybe I should go back to waiting until I actually have something to say to post. Maybe.

No new posts until Friday.

Nicky

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Sort of. The post didn't just spring out of my head, like some digital Athena, which would be a hell of a could name for something. Anyway, I've got a couple of, possibly brief things to say.

Hellboy. Anyone seen the trailers/posters for Hellboy? I know you have. I'm doubtful, but a little hopeful. It's based on an indie comic, called... Hellboy. So was Men in Black, and that was good. So was Spawn, which was pretty awful. Personally, I think Hellboy is an appealing character. I don't know though. It could be cool, but they stole my idea. In the commercial, when Hellboy punches the car, and it flips over? That was my idea! I came up with that in like, 7th grade. Except a guy STOMPS on it, and "it" is a school bus. It was awesome.

We started rehearsals for The Music Man today, "we" being the group I've done the past FIVE plays with, over the past two years or so. This production has the real potential to be genuinely terrible. I don't know. I kind of don't want to do this, but they really need me. And I really like the show, which is why it hurts so much to think about how badly it can be mishandled.

That's really all I have to say by now. I'll have another post out, at least by Tuesday. Bye.

Nicky

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Yeah, I know I had another day to get this one out, and I didn't say I even would do it by Wednesday, just that I'd make the effort. Well, it seems like once again, my need to not do history homework has lead to the creation of another news post. From me.

One postscript to the little play post I wrote: the cast party the next day was pretty great. We went to one of the cast-member's house, and it was huge! Really. Like a castle. I mean huge. Let's put it this way. My house has four stories, and our family owns all four of these stories. Next to that, his house was huge! It only had three floors, plus, like, a floor for the kids or something, with an air hockey table and cooking implements (a great mix), but each floor was incredibly huge. He had a ballroom. I'm not kidding.

Actually, I didn't see that much of the house, because the majority of the time was spent trying to watch the video my dad had shot of the performance. I say "trying", because no one would shut the fuck up, which bothered my as a matter of principle but not for any real reason. I wasn't watching the video much, as I was sandwiched between two girls and kind of distracted. Well, three girls. But I was sharing the third one with this other guy. Yeah I felt like such a pimp. I got to touch them, like, on the shoulder. It was great. I'm not going to go into any more detail right now because "they" are always monitoring my transmissions.

Today, my three-day-long project has concluded. In a mad effort to create the ultimate desktop background, I downloaded every Penny Arcade strip from their archive. Now I've set my computer to randomly show a new one every five minutes. I'll tell you, this was certainly an ambitious project. I'm surprised it only took me three days. There were, afterall, 780 comics to collect, meaning I had to manually save to my disk, an average of 260 comics a day for three days. But it was worth it, it really was. Now I'll never get bored of staring at my empty screen, and I'll eventually memorize the entirety of Penny Arcade lore. If someone were to wipe my hard drive right now, and they asked me which folder I wanted to save, first I'd say the "Mac Hard Drive" folder, but then I would say, my Penny Arcade desktop folder.

Speaking of my computer, I fucking hate it. Not just for the fact that its battery no longer works in any way, thus causing the computer to shut off after being unplugged for more than 3 seconds, but for the way it wastes all my damn time. There I'll be, doing say, history homework, and WHAM! It's an hour later and I realize I've been downloading comics onto my computer the whole time. And there I'll be at 11:30 at night, asking myself why I'm reading fucking Gamespy Top 10 lists when I could be doing that thing that prevents me from falling asleep in math class.

Speaking of falling asleep in math class, I did that today. I was so tired. It just struck me during math class. There I was, listening to Ms. Marino tell us about why we need a tan, (that's "tangent", folks), and WHAM! I wake up! I must have fallen asleep 20 times in that one period. I couldn't stop. I tried drawing; anything to keep me conscious. I started drawing a line, and I suddenly woke up and realized I hadn't finished the line. Jeeesus.

Hey, by the way, anyone want to be included on my posting staff? My old friend Mikey seems to have quit after a fairly respectable stay, and Lukas seems to have made a complete mockery of the system by writing three posts and then quitting. I advise them to now unblock their computers so they can once again show up on my hit counter. I need those things. I could also use comments. Otherwise I feel like I'm writing quality (or not quality) stuff and my only reward is a few hits on the counter. Which is nice, but I could use some feedback. I don't know if this comment system is ever going to get back up, but you can still email me or, if you want, leave a message in the guest book. God knows no one's using it for anything else. And if you like the site, recommend it to one of your sophisticated friends. Or anyone, really.

I have to go now, to watch "24". It's not that I like the show so much as I need a lagitimate reason to postpone homework for another hour.

Bye everyone.

Nicky

PS: if you want any more details about my life, you can talk to me. My screen name is Jake Aimer, and my email, well, you know. I'm at least as witty live as I am "recorded". Or, maybe slightly less witty. But I make up for it by responding to things you say instead of things the voices inside and occasionally slightly to the left of my head say.

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