I'm SMRT

Starting new is a concept that many people fear. Why? I do not know. Others seem to look down upon those who are starting anew with a hint of disdain. Again, I cannot explain why they do this; perhaps it has something to do with their thoughts that these people are only running away from their problems. To me starting new is as natural as breathing; considering that I'm an asthmatic, these fresh starts are sometimes considerably easier than breathing.

I don't know why, but this is absolutely fascinating to me...

Enjoy!

If you've ever setup free hosting anywhere, you've likely stumbled on some pretty stringent terms regarding what content you are not allowed to provide on your free hosting space. Typically these terms prevent you from publishing illegal, explicit, or offensive content such as: pornography, racism, drugs, and so on. There are a number of reasons these terms are provided, all of them are to protect the hosting service provider from a furious lashing from any number of political, social, or governmental groups(or their mommy).

I spend, as my ex-fiance could attest, A LOT of time on the computer; while she may have thought that my entire life spent on the computer may have centered around online games and random websites I find online, the truth is that I spend A LOT of time doing productive (or at least semi-productive) tasks.

I recently moved my blogging platform from Wordpress to Drupal; not because Wordpress annoyed me in anyway, nor because Drupal is inherently better as a blogging solution. No, I was in the mood for something different, and I decided that I would give Drupal a shot.

Sometimes all you really need a weekend to be is a quiet couple of days hacking away at code on the computer, with a few thousand of your favorite songs playing on random in the background. Well, not only that, but a few good friends distracting you from QA'ing the bug that encourages your latest creation to crawl the entire internet instead of just the URL you told it to crawl, and perhaps a couple rolls of sushi, all come together to make the weekend pretty fantastic.

The plans did not start off this way however...

(The following will likely only make sense if you are part of my real life, enjoy)

As bad as I feel for the guy, I can't help but smile at this person's misfortune. Sorry dude, but I'm laughing my ass off.

I found, yet another, production bug at work today. Normally this would be accompanied by a few minutes of "wewt"ing and "go-me"ing, but after 6 months of discovering bugs that some how slipped past development quality assurance, I can only say: It was Tuesday, and I was slammed busy all day (I would like to point out that since the new year I've found at least one per month).

I haven't considered myself Christian for quite a long time, something about the religion, politics, and other lameass social implications found in Christianity seems to have turned me off of the religion faster than a fat chick smother in cheeto powder and gravy could turn me off of sex.

Between job and residence hunting in two different cities, a few personal projects to keep me busy (seo, programming, and design), work, and etching out some semblance of a social life I have had very little time to do those small things that make us human (sleep is one of these things, as well as eating regularly). Following a 3 week long fast of water and bread brought on by mania inspired depression, I realized that I had lost 35 pounds, putting me nearly 50 lbs underweight.