Someone has been calling me tonight, and hanging up. Strange, because I never usually get prank calls after ten p.m. or, something. So, anyway... They woke me up, and now I'm up. And, it's kind of annoying... But, I'm a good sport, so the last time they called, I say:

"Hey man, this isn't cool, cos like... I'm tired, and... Sleep is good, and I'd like it if you didnt keep calling for the entire night, you know?" Then they hit a button on the phone. I continued, "Hey you fuckin' beeped me, thats not cool man, at least you could say something, like, hello, or, you know... I dont know who you are, it wouldn't hurt... Or maybe because of the halloween spirit you could give me a Boo? Come on, just a little Boo?"

Then they hung up on me, oh well. I will make more progress next time, I swear. Or I will pull my ears off. Or something equally as horrible in nature.

@ 12:07:03 AM By Stuy Parker

Lately there has been a large amount of my friends sending me invites to join a little thing called Quick Dot Messenger. Now for people in design groups, political discussion groups, or one person polling a group of people on something, these messengers are great. However, for the purposes my friends use it for, it is totally useless. We ahve email that lets us send message like this, and for quicker chat aim or icq. If you need a group listing like this why not just go to Egroups and get one of those group listings. I don't know if I just am not getting some secret little point to Quick Dot, but I just don't like it. I check them probably once a week or so, whereas I am on aim at least everyday and check my email at least once a day. So, I guess, for me they don't work.

@ 11:43:59 AM By adams adams

Caught the ending of "What Dreams May Come," on some movie channel or another... It made me realize how much better the book is than the movie, and realistic, but that's besides the point. The single line that sums up all my aspirations is in the film, "[All I wanted was] just to grow old with you, to be two old farts laughing at eachother as our bodies fall apart."

@ 3:26:35 PM By Stuy Parker

Friday, October 27, 2000

Most people attribute yesterdays attacks on Mark to be purely based on personal hated (envy, jealous, etc. because you know we all want to be rich. psh.) but, while, yes they were slowly spawning over time because of my hatred of him, note how I didn't go off on him earlier like this? Oh, yeah, that's because I didn't have a valid point that, apparently, many people agree with. Mark's plagaristic ways are self-admitted and are inherantly evil.

As it is, the second half of our chatlog has him explaining how he wants to change, knows what he does is wrong, and is thankful I attacked him. Glad that someone wants his website to do better. Apparently though, his ego has gotten the better of him and he did exactly what I predicted... He's going to go back to his old ways, and continue ripping off books. Okay Mark, whatever you want to do.

It takes a thick baloon to get so over-inflated and not pop when you poke him in the face with sharp facts multiple times. Or, it takes a stubborn, pretentious, stuck up asshole, but you know... In this case, they're both the same thing! I suppose when you get away with murder for so long, it's okay just just keep going along with it. But, when you turn to rape, that is something entirely different.

@ 9:27:26 AM By Stuy Parker

"Baby if you can't change the world. Maybe you should just change yourself. You used to be such a sweet young girl, why you wanna be someone else?" (I miss Sara. Sigh. Or, to be typical: i Y sara. hehe.)

@ 10:25:00 AM By Stuy Parker

Did you know? The voice actor who did the voice of the main cockroach in "Joe's Apartment," also does the voice of Fry, Dr. Farnsworth, Dr. Zoidberg, and Zapp Brannigan on "Futurama"? Did you, did you? Sorry, I really bored in the mornings.

@ 11:06:47 AM By Stuy Parker

"The FTC estimates that U.S. consumers may have paid as much as $480 million more than they should have for CDs and other music because of these policies over the last three years. These settlements will eliminate these policies and should help restore much-needed competition to the retail music market, consisting of $15 billion in annual sales." [Click. Submitted by: Dad.]

@ 3:17:44 PM By Stuy Parker

I would like to thank Eddie, of Pixelbased, for being such a good friend. Also, I'd like to thank Mr. HTMLism himself, Mark. The non-faggy one.

Also, because Eddie wont shut the fuck up... Be sure to check out Pixelbased, because it's super spiffy keen and he has more design talent than the stupid ass he looks like. (Okay, I admit, I can't stop!) Also, uh... uh... well, okay, so I haven't got much to say. It's pink! He's a priss! He's rich and spoiled, too, but he's not a prick! Yeah! I got the rhymes, and I got the phat beats down, too, dawg.

@ 3:36:05 PM By Stuy Parker

Who am I supposed to be? Who should I be? Hmm? Why am I supposed to be someone? Something? Who the fuck put me in a mold? Who the hell shaped me into some kind of statue I have to fit into? Hmm? I'd really like to know. Don't you tell me who I am supposed to be. We aren't supposed to be anything.

I am who I am. I am not supposed to be who you think I am "supposed" to be. I am supposed to be who I really am. I do what I feel. I feel what I think. I think what I know. I know what I learn. I learn from what I see. I see what I want. So, guess what, I do what I want. And that's what I am supposed to fuckin' be. So don't you think I am supposed to be anyone.

Because, guess what?

I am not supposed to be anything for you.

@ 7:06:11 PM By Stuy Parker

Thursday, October 26, 2000

Fucking stupid. I apologize to those who do not know what I'm talking about, but it's not the fact that Nike has some tasteless writers doing their advertisments. It's the fact that we're all so uptight we cannot possibly take a joke. Oh, a man who looks like Jason with a chainsaw chasing a woman is, oh, demeaning to women and we need to assult TV stations about the comercial!

I'm surprised horror fanatics didn't go up in arms about copyright infringment of a Jason fancise, for fuck sakes.

Or, gee, Nike is now making fun of handicapped people! Oh yes, I am so sure they are purposely assulting handicapped people and are helping prompote negative stereotypes of slobbering retarded wheel-chair bound people.

Hey, I find all the comercials that show computer geeks as "Revenge of the Nerds" style characters offensive to me. As a fellow computer geek, I find those stereotypes offensive and I am shocked that an "enlightened" society would use such stereotypes! I think all comercials and television programs that operate using characters of such offensives stereotypes should be taken off the air because they are offensive and I have a freaking thumb shoved up my fucking ass.

And I'm thinking, "That cookie just hit the ground. That cookie is still good." Damn right, my man.

@ 1:34:10 AM By Stuy Parker

The reason I don't blog as much as I used to is because I give more thought to my entries now. In the first few months, my rule was that I write something, and push publish immediately. Balls to the wall, fuck typos. If I'm going to type something incorrectly, so be it, I said. If people want to read what I have to say, they're going to read it whether I spell "constipated" correctly or not.

But now, I pay more attention to my words. I try to write something that is not only error free, but is rather interesting and easy on the mind. I try to write so my words make sense, while still being pretty and/or personal. Or, you know, I'm just talking out of my ass.

Just, basically, I want to make sure I am getting my real point across, while still being readable, lengthy, easy on the eyes, easy on the mind, witty, intelligent, and god damn satisfying. Oh yeah.

@ 1:49:58 AM By Stuy Parker

Lets see Mark's Mom (Or for clueless people: Riothero's Mom) demonstrating that a family can be rich, stuck up, snobby, and obnoxious, yet manage to all be sickeningly overly zealous friends with each other at the very same time. ("Note the words, 'New Acura,' had to be mentioned, sad," a friend offers.)

(Mark's reply to this will be, "It's not my fault my family sticks together. We're all happy to be with eachother, despite my tacky and typical attacks on my father. We're obnoxious, so what? We're snobby, so what? The big deal you have with us is, guess what? We're rich. So fuck off, boyo. We're better than you, and don't you forget that!" That is, if Mark could type as nicely as me. I think his Mom has a better chance at writing that reply than Mark does.)

(Hey, she also posts the same stupid shit Mark does. Surprise, surprise! Stupid shit runs in the family, who would have guessed! ... In my family, pompous pretentiousness runs rampant. Also, being a slut or a "deviant genetic mistake" seem to be prevailent, too. But, maybe it's just my sisters. Ha ha ha! Oh joy. How I hate that bitch. (Not you Jen, her. Not you Heat, her. Just wanted to clear that up.)

@ 2:03:03 AM By Stuy Parker

West Wing has blown me out of the water two times in a row now. Never have I seen such... stunningly truthful and heartfelt speaches given so wonderfully by actors. Never have I see such characters actually be their characters fully to such an extent I do not feel disoriented at all because I recognize them as actors.

A problem I have with "Ed," is that I recongize the title character's actor from a very, very memorable and eccentric dog loving guy he played on Providence over a year ago. So, I look at him, and while I see Ed, I still see that former character, so I cannot completely suspend my disbelief and truly love and relate to the character, which does ruin the experience of watching show, even if the blonde girl he wants delivers a wonderfully charming and realistic peformance that is totally convincing because I do not associate her with someone else.

Fuck, who doesn't know Martin Sheen? But when I see him, I don't see Charlie Sheen's father. I see Mr. President. I see the new blonde chick, Ainsley, and I see her, and not some actress playing a character. I see someone who feels what she is saying and actually understands each and every word that is coming out of her mouth. I see this in every single character, and it astounds me on a weekly basis, now. It's a wonderful thing.

@ 2:18:00 AM By Stuy Parker

I am 29.3% Nicely Pure. And 19.2% Web Designing Pure.

@ 2:41:36 AM By Stuy Parker

I'm going to sleep now. My night of rapid movement world domination is over. Enjoy reading everything below this entry. I know I enjoyed writing it. Please, tell me about the fucking golf shoes!

@ 3:47:14 AM By Stuy Parker

OK. So maybe I am not off EB yet. I congratulate Stuy not doing so as swiftly as promised. But the point still remains, I will be leaving unless someone emails Stuy and tells him they really dig my posts or at least finds them semi-decent. So support your local Jew! Keep Adrian Alive!!!

@ 10:15:13 AM By adams adams

Adrian, everyone hates you, dude. Go away. Anyway... In other news, I found myself waking up this morning with a dog laying on my chest. A very smelly dog. I found myself speaking to this dog, and saying things like, "Maybe if you stopped licking yourself, you wouldn't be so dirty. I find that when I lick myself I get dirty. No, no, don't you lick me, I will kill you."

@ 10:47:41 AM By Stuy Parker

I woke up this morning with one intent. The intent to rule the Power Bloggers list one last time. Just to kick the ass of all the half-wit shitty motherfucking blogs out there. (Notice my gratuitious usage of the word motherfuck.) But, you know, I probably wont be able to because of all the half-wit shitty motherfucking blogs out there.

I just do not have the talent that Lexi has. Yes, yes, I hear you. "Oh, no! Stuy! Your ego is faultering! Whatever shall we do, you statue of the american dream that keeps us moving through your repetitive and tedious lives?"

Well, my friends, don't you worry. Anyway. Yes, I lack the talent. I lack the talent to suspend my inner urge to create quality web content. I lack the talent to not have any talent what so ever. I lack the talent that allows me to post heaps one shitty pointless one liner posts that mean absolutely nothing even to the people most educated in the ways of my life!

I am just not good enough.

Yes, yes, Stuy lovers, may your wails of displeasure subside. Yes, I know. I am Stuy. I am good enough for anything and everything I deem myself suitable to be labeled with, but this, my friends is just far too much for me to handle. I just cannot keep up with the massive flood of shit that is assulting us, the readers, every single day. My shit just isn't thin enough anymore. My shit doesn't flow under the streets of New York like a Campbells condensed soup with an added can of water.

My shit is thick. I eat lots of fiber, damn you! Triscuits keep me healthy, and I do not have diahrea! While this might limit me in my abiltity to spew shit all over the walls and ceilings like Lexi, it does give me the ability to, "Shit so deep you can't run away."

May you all be stuck in my huge amounts of thick gooey shit for the years to come. And yes, you've just witnessed the only shit joke I will ever, ever write on ElectricBiscuit.

@ 11:04:35 AM By Stuy Parker

Hey, chick, when God helps you, whether or not you like it or not, you thank Him. Just to beat a dead horse, I sent the same instructions to Chocolatey Shatner. And, then he thanked me for helping fix them. I suppose he had the brain power to figure out the instructions and fix them. Which you do not. But. I wont insult you for being stupid or anything, because nobody likes to be told what they really are.

Also, who are you to speak of overdone, when your page consists of text, a line, and some more text. Perhaps you just don't have the talent to "overdo," your site like I do. It takes talent, baby, and dedication. Two things that I am chock full of. Not to mention the ability to return a compliment with two paragraphs of insults is pretty amazing, if I say so myself.

@ 11:17:41 AM By Stuy Parker

Shit. I think I am out of things to bitch about.

@ 11:32:07 AM By Stuy Parker

Out of things to bitch about? No, it can't be! I could always pick up where Stuy left off and bitch about some stuff. Yesterday left me very frustrated with lots to complain about.

@ 12:31:05 PM By Alli Coe

I'm ripping off Haughey because I am cool. You are not.

@ 12:38:48 PM By Stuy Parker

I have discovered the fine art of writing one liner bullshit posts when I run out of ideas, and then going back and deleting them. It works, really, and it helps make you look less like a complete idiot. But, maybe it's just me. I think it is. Common sense lacks around the community, lately.

@ 12:47:01 PM By Stuy Parker

An interview with Riothero, for you.

"Tell me Mark, how does it feel to be a complete, and absolute, reject?" "Well, Stuy, it feels damn good. Most people don't understand the energy, and talent, it requires to be a complete loser. It has taken about a year of intense training, and another year of refining my loseristic skills. It's quite the talent, if I say so myself."

"So, Mark, you believe you have something to teach the online community?" "Well, I didn't even imply that in the least, but yes, yes I do." "Mind if I cut in for a second?" "Sure." "See, I'm telepathic, that's how I knew you believed that." "Oh, well, okay. Since I am so full of shit, I will believe that you really are telepathic. That's amazing, Stuy. Truly amazing." "Yes, yes it is. Anyway, continue."

"Oh, yes, sorry. Yes, I think I have something to teach the online blogging community. I think that most people don't understand the fact that you can recycle the same crap found on other corners of the internet, through your page, and have people still think you have some thin, thin shreads of intelligence. Not that anyone thinks I have any shreads of intelligence anymore, anyway, but please, allow me to think that I do.

"As it is, I run a blog. I run a popular blog. Sure, it's full of shit. Sure, I don't post anything original or have any ability to think for myself at all. Sure, I rip off countless other sites that I find on Google. Sure, I rip off other higher quality sites. Sure, I am completely insignificant and self-important. But do these things really matter?"

"Mind if I cut in for a moment, Mark?" "Sure, Stuy." "Uh, yes, they really do matter. Everyone is starting to realize you're actually full of shit." "Shut up, Stuy, and let me continue, I'll get to that." "Oh, okay. Sorry, Mark." "Apology accepted, lesser being." "What?" "Nevermind." "Alright, just go on."

"So, do these things really matter? The answer is a big no, because I am self-indulgent and pointless. When need be, I will be a huge hypocrite and state that the only reason anyone should run a website is for self-pleasure. But, then I will turn around the next day when I am feeling better and say that I rule because I have five dedicated, mindless, fans that read my site fifty times a day. I will also say that I rule because I have a hand shoved up my ass at all times. No, wait, I wont say that."

"Mark, do you mi--" "Go ahead, Stuy." "Thanks. Anyway. Do you have a point, at all? Do you even know where you are right now?" "Stuy, that is a very good question, I am currently trying to find mys--" "Mark, shut the fuck up and cut the bullshit." "Oh, sorry. I mean, uh... Wait, are you sure? If I cut the bullshit, I really have nothing to say. My entire life revolves around pure bullshit, and I need it to survive. Bullshit is rich in protein and other essential daily vitamins, you know?"

"Mark, uhm... I'm sorry, but... Uh... I don't think this interview is going very well." "Psh, come on, why have an interview anyway? Just write an article about how great I am, it will suffice." "But you aren't great?" "Didn't I just explain the bullshit principle, to you? Are you fucking stupid, Stuy?" "Oh, uh, sorry, I apologize..." "Yeah you fucking better apologize."

"Hey, Mark, chill out, you pussy." "Yes, I like pussy." "Mark, we al know you don't. You're a closet homosexual. I think you've pounded it into all our heads by now." "No, I'm not! I just am very sexy, pose in various gay and demeaning poses, and can't get a girlfriend even though I do insist I am very, very sexy." "Do you know what you're saying, Mark?" "Oh, uh... Wait, hmm. Maybe I am gay. Hmm." "Sorry, man, exposing people to the truth sucks, but it is my job."

"I suppose we shouldn't tell everyone about the gerbil that is still lodged in my large intestine, should we, Stuy?" "No, no, I don't think we should." "Okay, that makes me feel a little better." "You're a fucking moron, Mark." "Yeah, I know."

[A Note: This was not written with Mark. This was written without Mark's cooperation or acceptance, but he has not denied any of the claims, in fact he has admitted to them by saying that it surprises him someone would study his existance so completely! I rest my case.]

@ 1:10:45 PM By Stuy Parker

How seriously can you take a guy who rips off MTV's design? How about "Bullshit is as Common as Murder"? Hey, it's actually a book from ninety-four. (Go down a bit.) Or, how about ripping off a Anti-Masonry FAQ without credit to the FAQ? Word for word.

@ 4:41:11 PM By Stuy Parker

Mark admits to ripping off everything he has ever written from books and other online articles! He admits ripping off the designs! He admits that he is a total fucking reject! News at 11! Famous people are busy!

@ 5:32:01 PM By Stuy Parker

Alright, so it's not quite eleven yet... But here is what you've all been waiting for, or not waiting for, as the case may be. Riothero Admits All. He admits that he's been ripping off books and online documents for a while. He admits he's a loser. Hell, he even insults me for not being what he thinks "attractive," entails! How low can you go, Mark? Care to try to go any lower? I'm sure you can. Feel free to IM me if you want to condem yourself any further! In case you missed the click the first time: Riothero Admits All.

@ 7:15:14 PM By Stuy Parker

I am officially back! But I'm going to be quiet for a day. So stop bugging Stuy, motherfuckers!

@ 8:02:22 PM By adams adams

The reviews are in!
"Oh man...i actually enjoyed riothero. i really believed it was original stuff, shame." "...he's some skinny ass punk who wants to make up for his lack of creativity." "this is going to spread like a wild fire now...people will be blogging about this for days now!" "kill mark!" "Fucking shaking screen... Asshole." "HAHAH he took down his wonderful `site'"

Reviews of me!
"You own" "you are the king of all that is cool" "HOTT DAMMIT!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!" ... "I really have to say that I'm glad someone's come out and stated the obvious -- and stated it in a humorous manner. I'm not sure what the beef is between you and Mark, but you really seem to dislike him a whole lot. Now I'm stating the obvious. Well, I'd just like to say that your last post was hilarious and your blog is interesting to read." (Thanks for that one, Cody!)

@ 8:02:28 PM By Stuy Parker

Ariel's ex-boi tells me to grow up. And I am genuinely hurt. No, really, I am. No, come on, take me seriously people. I have feelings, and I am hurt by his comments. He called me a little boy! That is savage. How could he? I think I could cry. I think. You know, if I really cared what one of the Uber bitches thought. Especially the most minor and forgettable one from the group. Which would be... Crap, whats his name... I think his name is... Andy! Andy, yes, it's Andy. Sorry.

Course, when you get Andrea to call me a little boy, that is when I will really break down and cry. Ben has called so many people names in private email, it really doesn't matter to anyone what he thinks anymore. Oh well.

@ 11:18:59 PM By Stuy Parker

Currently in conversations with a company who wants to hire me and buy my services. This is kinda cool. And a little weird, but we'll see where it goes.

@ 11:36:17 PM By Stuy Parker

Wednesday, October 25, 2000

Once again I depart from EB. Well it was bound to happen. Fun while it lasted kids. Oh, and to the complainer's, a great big warm fuck you! (note: the comment's made by Adrian do NOT reflect those of other EB members)

@ 7:27:53 PM By adams adams

Tuesday, October 24, 2000

There were lots of kids around my school as I was walking to class. One boy who was probably around 10 said "Hi, I love you" to me as I walked by. I smiled, waved, and kept walking.

@ 12:22:33 PM By Alli Coe

"After an Atlanta scientist collected over ten pounds of bullet shell casings from the city's streets during lunch hours, a police department official said that finding casings of weapons ranging from .22-caliber rifles to AK-47 assault rifles does not necessarily indicate that the city is unsafe. Possibly, he suggested, people are firing their weapons elsewhere and leaving the shells in Atlanta." Yep.

@ 4:09:03 PM By adams adams

Monday, October 23, 2000

Notice that it has taken me nearly eight hours to realize I wrote, "I can not stretch how much..." and not "Stress" ... Oh well, we all make big balatantly stupid mistakes sometimes.

@ 4:49:14 AM By Stuy Parker

I want some of those new Saran Wrap things. The kind that have elastic things on the edges, and magically snap the side of the bowl. Because, you know, I'm a lazy bitch.

@ 12:50:18 PM By Alfred Turner

Religion Selector: Figure out what religious mold you fit most easily into. Mine was "New Age," even if my own religion does not fit into that. What most people do not understand is that you do not have to fit into a mold. My religion is my own, my faith is in my own belief, no one elses. What I believe in fits into no mold. Fuck molds, man. Be yourself, feel comfortable. That's what I say.

@ 2:30:50 PM By Stuy Parker

The angel of the lord came unto me, snatching me up from my place of slumber. Took me on high, and higher still until we moved to the spaces betwixt the air itself. He brought me into a vast farmlands of our own midwest. As we descended, cries of impending doom rose from the soil! One thousand, no, a million voices full of fear! And terror possesed me, then...

And I begged, "Angel of the Lord, what are these tortured screams?" The angel said unto me, "These are the cries of the carrots, the cries of the carrots! You see, Reverend Parker, tomorrow is harvest day... and to them it is the holocaust."

I sprang from my slumber drenched in sweat like the tears of one million terrified brothers and roared, "Hear me now, I have seen the light! They have a consciousness! They have a life! They have a soul! Damn you! Let the rabbits wear glasses! Save our brothers!"

Can I get an amen? Can I get a hallelujah?

@ 3:32:28 PM By Stuy Parker

AMEN! HALLELUJAH!

@ 4:08:14 PM By Alfred Turner

Sunday, October 22, 2000

Put inside this prison for some long forgotten sin.

@ 3:19:08 AM By Stuy Parker

When I wake up, I know I'm gonna be, I'm gonna be the man who wakes up next to you. When I go out, I know I'm gonna be, I'm gonna be the man who goes out along with you. (When I'm lonely, I know I'm gonna be, I'm gonna be the man who's lonely without you. When I'm dreaming, I know I'm gonna dream, Dream about the time when I'm with you.)

@ 3:52:18 AM By Stuy Parker

Eye_v and her poetry, excellent. Really. Check it out. The first poem on the page, glitter coma, made me realize that a few of my Extended entries could be poetry. BTW, there is a new Extended entry, but I wrote it in a moment where I had no inspiration at all and wrote out of boredom. Which means, yes, that it sucks ass. So don't even bother reading it.

@ 4:02:47 AM By Stuy Parker

On this oft-repeated MTV One Hit Wonder show, behind some of the little dumbasses offering their worthless commentary (Hey, look, it's Carson Daly!) there are CDs hanging on the walls. The one that was hanging right next to the homo that I just mentioned was one of Skinny Puppy's "Brap" CDs... Amazing!

Also, in more lame ass observational comments... I was playing the horribly terrible (Where the hell am I coming up with these word strings?) port of Driver to the PC, and I noticed on the background that centered in the middle is, "Whittier," on the map. Which is, of course, where I am from. How strange, considering all the maps in the game aren't based even close to Whittier at all, even the Los Angeles one.

Oh, and "Cumbersome," by Seven Mary Three is the greatest hit ever made, hands down. God, talk about a song that will stay in my mind forever. It was my fucking anthem for so long. Hell, it still is. (And "Cannonball," despite being a great song, was probably from one of the most overrated bands in america, The Breeders. Which, I've realized show that while some Pixies alumni went on to greatness, (Hey! It's Frank Black!) some went off to form crappy overrated bands.)

Yes, I am slightly bitter.

@ 4:39:08 AM By Stuy Parker

Desktop, 280k

Some of you might find it interesting. If you have any questions about the programs or skins I am running, just AIM me. Background by Endeffect. Head over there for some of the stuff I wish I could do.

@ 4:42:57 AM By Stuy Parker

You're unbelievable.

@ 4:46:19 AM By Stuy Parker

Remember when ElectricBiscuit used to have so many posts that we'd easily have two entire pages worth of posts for a single day? How about when we'd hit #1 on Power Bloggers, beating out the other people by thirty posts, easily? Remember all that? Yeah, I do too. What happened? I don't know.

@ 4:50:11 AM By Stuy Parker

As much as I'd enjoy perhaps being the part of another IRC community, I can't. More like, being friends with people and getting along and such. Well, I can't. I try, but I just always feel so alienated from everyone IRC now. I dont feel innocent anymore. I've been so beaten down and scrutinized on IRC channels in the past that I can't say anything without feeling like everyone thinks I am some kind of horrible beast.

Some channels I can hang in, and I know everyone hates me. That's ok. I can deal with that, because I know the people and I know they can't hurt me or do anything that could possibly bruise my massive ego. But going somewhere new and being rejected is way too much of a threat to me, so I try to just be a silent lurker, who occasionally throws in a word or two. If you see my running around warez channels on Efnet, (Afext) be sure to give me a shout.

Or, offer me a leech ftp, because god knows I love them.

@ 5:17:06 AM By Stuy Parker

I hadn't slept in over 30 hours until last night. I am feeling great.

Yeah, Stuy, what happened to the days where the ultimate goal was to be numero uno on power bloggers? I remember how even at Fervor our goal was similar (except the main point was to beat EB). Hmmm. Well quality over quantity, I guess. I guess it's not that we have less to say, just simpler and more concise presentations of our minds. DIg?

@ 10:21:18 AM By adams adams

I'm thinking of setting up a poll for the banishment of Adrian. Hmm.

@ 1:49:29 PM By Stuy Parker

Hmm. (Stuy secretly notes the fact that every single page that ElectricBiscuit has ever displayed has been entirely hand coded by himself. Yes, this includes all twenty-three designs, the four sub-site designs, the overplayed design, this design, that design, this page, that page, their page, my page, your page. All hand coded. All by me. Oh, yeah.)

@ 1:55:26 PM By Stuy Parker

Also, pay no attention to that man. "Meeting People is Easy," had me glued to the edge of my seat, fingernails digging into the arm rests in anticipation, just waiting for the next amazing occurance to happen. That film is quite possibly the most riveting thing ever set to DVD. The prized movie in my entire collection. That is, next to Blair Witch Project.

@ 1:59:05 PM By Stuy Parker

I just got back from seeing The Exorcist. Let me tell you, I had no idea Satan was so immature.

@ 4:53:49 PM By Alfred Turner

I have to apologize to Mark, I thought Pay It Forward looked kind of cheesy, but I can't really say anything bad about it. It was filmed well. The actors played their parts superbly. The story was realistic and had a point. All in all, it furthers the thought that human nature is not a primal, animalisitic thing.

@ 8:07:27 PM By adams adams

I can not stretch how much I love NBC's new show Ed. Each time I watch it I grow fonder and fonder of the characters. I see so much of myself in Ed that it shocks me sometimes. Also, never have I witnessed so much purely original humor in my life. Totally non-rehashed good, high quality, stuff. I love it. I love it, lots. Oh yeah!

@ 8:59:47 PM By Stuy Parker