26th February 2002, 12:00 am
alright, so i was checking out the access logs for last week, and found a few weird things that i’ve GOT to ask about. at the same time, im going to make some shameless plugs for other people’s shit that i regurlarly check out. 
apparently, theres (at least) 46 of you that visit regurlarly, meaning you’ve hit the site at least twice. and thats cool, at least i know someone’s reading this shit. of the 46 repeat offenders, 9 have visited more than 4 times, and ONE of you hits, on average, a little over once a day. (i know who YOU are.)
anyhow, heres what i know. theres a visitor from quinnipiac.edu, and im assuming its that bad-ass-film-making- rockstar guy. i dont know that, but im assuming it.
i’ve got some hits from john’s site, which is cool, because i didnt even know that he had a link up for me.
dr. ryan and iggy, as well as mays.
my question is this: who is using google and yahoo search engines to find this site? apparently a few people, and a few of them are repeats. my guess for one is esther, as one of the search engines was www.google.de.
my other question: WHO is using an IP from uaa.alaska.edu? email me. i’d like to know who you are.
maybe ill hit up some interesting shit tomorrow instead of boring technical crap and links to websites better than mine.
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12th February 2002, 12:00 am
tried this?
it gives you a personal profile based off of colors you select. i think it’s VERY accurate.
heres my profile: a jenky profile
try it out (colorgenics.com) and post a link to your results in the comments section… im curious to see what everyone else’s results are. and yes, heidi, that means you, because i know you’re going to read it and not post a comment, even if you want to.
so, in other news, i lost EVERYTHING in a mass harddrive failure this weekend. i lost backups of gotjenkins, i lost 28 GIGS of .shn files, my mp3’s, my guitar tab and lessons archive, my resume, ALL of my old emails (i had a nancies archive of EVERY post i’ve made since 1999, plus EVERYTHING you all have sent me, and EVERY email ive sent), i lost phonenumbers, address books, spreadsheets for work, all KINDS of crap. it’ll be a while before the beast is fully operational.
at least i got a new OS out of it. busting some win2k now, no more of that winME crap. win2k’s great. hasn’t crashed ONCE since i installed it. AND i can create files bigger than 4 gigs, so i can convert that vegas video now too… (email me if you want a copy.)
im really not taking school seriously this semester. its week 4? 5? and im already missing WAY too many classes. gotta do something about that.
alright, im out. class has ended. dont forget to post a comment with your color profile.
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5th February 2002, 12:00 am
and boom. im back in the class i was dropped from.
so, this is weird. i go to my 11:00 this morning, and im a few minutes late. i peek in the window before i open to door, just to make sure it’s meeting, and it’s a new teacher.
what the fuck.
so, im not sure what to do for a minute, and i just stand there, looking in the window, looking a for a familiar face to make sure im at the right room. sure enough, theres folks in there i know, including that dude “barn-burner*.” so i go in.
he teaches the material, which is the right material for the class im in, and he lets class out. barn-burner (his real name is Kelley) is out like the fat chick in dodgeball. i have to sprint to catch up to him. “Kelley, where’s–”
“Howd you know my name?”
“Jesus, dont worry about it. Where’d our normal teacher go?”
“He had triple bypass open heart surgery yesterday, hes out for the year.”
“woah.”
yeah, thats the end of the story. ive really got nothing better to talk about today.
*barn-burner stands in the game room and screams out incredibly obvious things at people, like, when i’m get my ass thrown out of the ring in soul caliber, he screams “he’s out!” obnoxiously loud. the name “barn-burner” came from when he would watch people play NHL2000. someone would do really good, and the puck would light on fire. then he’d scream “IT’S A BARN BURNER!”