Holy shit. Today I downloaded the hottest porno ever, some hella hot Paul Morris stuff. And usually his stuff has creepily middle-aged guys in it (with the exception of the Damon series, which I deeply adore). I also adore Paul Morris’s porn because in almost EVERY scene you can see the PowerBook they use to edit all the videos on. Gay sex and macs. What could be hotter?

And I jerked off like six times today because I had nothing better to do and no one to have sex with. I didn’t even know that was possible. It could have concievably been seven times. I am so lame. I would get so much more done if I were a eunuch. But I can’t deal with that high-pitched voice crap. I’m going to sleep.

I made more progress on the archive site tonight. Now all the pages are online (well, they should be) and all the links should work. I just need to add this hack to some of the pages so that they scale fill the browser window. Check it out!

archive.retroviral.net

I was going to go to sleep at eleven, but that’s fucking pathetic. I started that new novel. It seems like it’s rushing along very fast. And it doesn’t seem too good. But I’m only twenty pages into it. Damn my spending too much money on that drive so I can’t buy any more books until next paycheck.

this is one of my favorite pages ever from the site

I couldn’t get that RAID hack to work. It still only allows me to stripe the drives instead of mirror them. Evil Windows XP. I will triumph over you somehow. It’s three clicks to set it up on Mac OS. Fucking windows. The money in my savings account is burning a hole in my pocket. I’m trying to resist. But I’ll probably break down and get either the new version of Dragon NaturallySpeaking (my voice-recognition software) or a new sound card (the indomitable Creative Sound Blaster Audigy 2 ZS). The problem is, getting one without the other is lame and pointless. Hmm. Must get a second job.