Tuesday, April 20, 2004
Return of the Mack
Back from my journey. I was away these past few days rescuing fair maidens in far off lands and touring with my prog-death-rock band, Ogopogo: The Leviathan.
Actually, to be real...
Be real, son! Be realer than real!
...a phone technician knocked out my Internet access on Friday night, and I wasn't able to get it repaired until now.
Yes, I agree, how sad.
But, mark my words, one day Ogopogo will rise from the depths!
Anyway, I must say that not having Internet access makes one extremely productive. I cleaned my apartment, washed my car, paid some bills, read a few books, took my car in to be serviced, spent quality time with my friends, went shopping, rode my bike, went to a few bars, cooked some pasta, caught up on laundry, and so much more.
But now that I got Internet back, the lord's manor will no doubt fall back into disrepair.
Oh sloth, how I've missed thee.
Actually, to be real...
Be real, son! Be realer than real!
...a phone technician knocked out my Internet access on Friday night, and I wasn't able to get it repaired until now.
Yes, I agree, how sad.
But, mark my words, one day Ogopogo will rise from the depths!
Anyway, I must say that not having Internet access makes one extremely productive. I cleaned my apartment, washed my car, paid some bills, read a few books, took my car in to be serviced, spent quality time with my friends, went shopping, rode my bike, went to a few bars, cooked some pasta, caught up on laundry, and so much more.
But now that I got Internet back, the lord's manor will no doubt fall back into disrepair.
Oh sloth, how I've missed thee.
