Where's that music coming from?

Dear Diary,

I'm finally up and functioning for the day.

I've figured out what I'm going to do when I'm rich that will make me eccentric.

I'm going to hire a band that is going to play fantasy music behind me all the time so I can pretend I'm in a console rpg.

heheh

I am in such a blah mood. no energy.

I am watching the dreamcast simulate a game between the bucs and the bills. Full quarters.

Bucs are kicking ass, as always.

I love how the computer simulates the Buccanneers. They always win. ;-)

I am bored and unmotivated. And high from this nicotine buzz.

Therefore my entry is short.

/rizzn

Quote of the Entry: "So to appease the Fairy Princess of Foophooville, I produce an update."

- crackbaby

China Chicks Are Not Good Chat Partners

Dear Diary,

How do you like the new layout?

I've been on a creating HTML kick today, doing all sorts of HTML ninja things.

Yup. Kicking electron 1 and 0 buttocks. That's me.

Right now that silly chick from china is trying to send me her frickin huge ass bitmapped picture of herself over icq and it's going at like umm, 0bytes per second it says.

Great. I should be here for the rest of my life.

Oh, how sweet, we'll grow old together trying to find out what each other looks like.

Why do I subject myself to random idiots from ICQ? Why? Am I really a masochist at heart? hoo boy.

I was going to say something very witty in this paragraph. But I forget what it was.

This stupid girl keeps saying Oh my God. What's up with that? like Oh my God, ICQ is going slow. Oh my God what do you mean you live in Texas. WTF man? This conversation is going like we are both stoned. She'll ask me something, I'll give her an answer, and the next five messages will go like:

Her:Really?
Me:For real.
Her: you aren't kidding?
Me: nope, not at all.
Her: Oh my God!

grrr

Why can't Kat or Kelly be on now. Or Malkavia. Or a host of other cool people to talk to besides them? Or not even a host, but just one other cool person. I'll settle for that.

grr.

okay. enough grring.

/rizzn

Quote of the Entry: "I swear I'll drop out if I have to do any more of this 3d shit. Seriously, I'll drop out and join a cult in protest. The kind where everyone shaves their head and wears nikes. I'll be a loser, but I'll also be content in the knowledge that when the space ships come for the chosen (i.e., me), those evil 3d teachers of mine will be left behind. Ha."

- action_grrl

Gurreat Guys

Dear Diary,

Long night ahead of me. I'm going to be up all night being weary and working on this song called No Need for Promises, it's actually a remix of the anime theme song to the series Escaflowne.

I'll post a link up to it when I'm done.

But I do have the words to it right here:

Say, when you love someone
Does anyone become this lonely?
Say, do they embrace suffering
Deeper than the dark night ?

Everything exists to brighten the two of us
Surely

I love you, love you
Gazing at you with my heart
I believe in you, believe in you
Even in the cold night

Say, when in love, will the end
Eventually come to everyone?
Say, would you abandon a heartbeat
Even clearer than the blue sky?

I run along the path of the season changing wind
The whole way

I love you, love you
Gazing at you with my heart
I believe in you, believe in you
Even in the cold night

Even if I'll lose tomorrow
Even if I'll lose tomorrow

And I lose you as well
I want to shine with all my heart

I call to you now in tears
I don't need your promise
You were present because it gave me precious strength

Now I call to you with my eyes
I don't need your promise
Now I reach out for you with my eyes
Even in the cold night

Ahh, cool lyrics. Even better with the music.

In a few minutes, I'll have another crackhead chat log for you to view. ;-) Some crackhead from China is talking to me now.

/rizzn

Whazzup in Tyler

Dear Diary,

I'll admit, I'm more than a little nervous about the prospects of the situation that I have created, but excited at the same time, because I know it will be a challenge.

What I speak of is the business deal I came down to negotiate. I spoke with Mahfood, and things went better than I could have planned.. maybe a little too well.

We have project to start looking into coming this Tuesday. It's going to be a major project, and require a lot of attention and help.

So I'm in Tyler the rest of the weekend gathering talent to see if they are available/willing to help us out with this.

I hope that all continues to go well!

In other news, yay! Kelly is back. I knew she would be, I'd just have to bug her into it or soemthing like that. I mean, we can't have dland without kelly.... it'd be like dland with out andrew, uncle bob, tenderpoison, dlove, or something like that. I mean, we're talking about the poster children for dland. ;-)

/rizzn

Quote of the Entry: "it's better if you just pretend it's a national geographic thing and save the questions for later."

- crackbaby

Michael Mahfood just rules!

Dear Diary,

I am so excited. You are looking at the diary of elated rizzn right now.

i'm expecting fone calls, so I'm going to keep this short and sweet so I can go offline when I'm done.

But the deal is the whole thing is a Cosmic Misunderstanding .. a definate case of mixed messages.

Cox wasn't accusing me of hacking them. My old boss, my business contact that I spoke of, the webdeziner I used to work for called me up this morning at his usually before dawn time and let me know what was up. That my name was brought up was pure speculation and wasn't a scapegoat this time.

It is true that I have been a scapegoat in the past when some shite hit the fan shortly after I left, and I have heard some bad things about my former cowerkers that said they were kinda two faced to me.

Yet this time it seems they are innocent of any blame, and aren't screwing me. Which is good.

What is even better, is that my old boss brought up the business deal with me that I was going to bring to him!!! He offered first! It's better than I could have ever hoped for.

Late last night one of my buddies from Tyler came up to visit, was in town, just dropped by, and I'm going to hitch a ride back to Tyler with him and come back later on by which means is yet undetermined.

So that's the scoop.

I'm so excited, I might even change my imood! hee hee!

/rizzn

National Drama Day

Dear Diary,

Welcome to national drama day. Hope your life is as dramatic as everyone else's in the world.

If something dramatic hasn't happenned to you or someone you know today, watch out, before the clock hits midnight, it will. This I predict.

Tomorrow I am going to Tyler to take care of these problems with my old bosses and employers. If they aren't receptive, I will come back the week after with lawyers, and see if I can end up owning the company or something. That would be fun.

Then at least it would be run correctly. They could blame me all they wanted for stuff then. I'd be running the biatch. ;-)

Back to the grindstone.

Also, in other news, everyone needs to write kelly a letter and tell her she's not superficial. Cuz she's not. In her own way, the diary she writes is a portal to what she's thinking. I will miss it, and I know you will too. I bet if we all write a letter to her saying to put it back up, that we don't think she's stupid for saying she's shutting it down and then bringing it back up she will. ;-)

Write her here

/rizzn

Quote of the Entry: "It's been swell, but the swellings gone down."

- super fast kel

Seeing Red

Dear Diary,

Today is going to suck royally, I can tell you.

But before I go into detail about how much this morning already sucks and I only got up 42 minutes ago, listen to a little story I have to tell you.

There once was this boy named Rizzn. He was about 16 years old or so maybe? Maybe 15. But he was into bbsing and all things computer.

Then he met up with this big fat hacker guy that was really cool named John Richmond. John Richmond was starting what's called an ISP. This ISP was called "Internet Tyler" for that was the city in which it was started. John Richmond gave Rizzn and his friend Crackbaby free accounts for life because Rizzn and Crackbaby got them their first 1000 accounts.

Basically, Rizzn and Crackbaby were solely responsible for the company staying afloat. But Rizzn and Crackbaby were content with their free accounts just because hey! it was internet!

I mean, Rizzn would even go out on his own time and install internet accounts on other people's computers for free, just to get them signed up. What's up with that?

Then one day, three other people, one named Jeff Strout, one named Newt Farrar, and the other Kent Davis, invested in Internet Tyler. Just so they could expand quicker.

Later on, Rizzn's capacity for Internet Tyler became free lance web designer. But once again, Rizzn got shafted, when they hired an inhouse web designer. Rizzn didn't care much though, cuz he had his free internet account.

Then even later on, Rizzn got hired as an inhouse technician. One of three total. He stayed on the core team for a long time, then got moved to in house web designer, then got moved to network technician.

All in all, Rizzn had been there for all four years the company had been in business. He was as high as you could go in the company without owning it. And he was only being paid $8.50 an hour. But it was ok, because he was workaholic, and loved his job.

Then one day, they bumped him down from network technician basically due to office politics. Then they moved him from having a job to no job at all due to the fact that they had been bought by a major corporation and Rizzn had unwittingly broken a corporate law. Or something.

Rizzn was crushed. But he still maintained his loyalty to the comapany, and always referred his friends to get jobs there, and referred customers to there.

That's my story about the best job of my life.

Ever since then though, they have been blaming all kinds of things on me. Any time something goes wrong, they blame it on Mr. Rizzn. The mail server went down the week after he left. They blame it on Mr. Rizzn.

Someone broke into the NOC or something later that month, so they install a million dollar security system, and blame it all on Mr. Rizzn.

Rizzn's roommate got fired basically because he lived with Mr. Rizzn.

People that secretly hated Mr. Rizzn that worked there pretended like they liked him -- and the sh!tty part is that Mr. Rizzn didn't ever find out which ones they were.

This may sound like I'm making all this up. I'm not really. Ask Crackbaby. For real, I am not making this up.

Why is today a bad day? Why am I bringing all this up today? Because first thing this morning, one of my agents in Tyler tells me that Group M7, this web firm I worked at after I left Internet Tyler and has really close ties with Internet Tyler, is accusing me of hacking them and setting up illegal accounts.

Okay.

Here's the scoop. I'm enough of a hacker to know that Internet Tyler's and consequently GroupM7's security sucks. That's common knowledge. It doesn't take much to figure out that they don't change their passwords.

I'm not a vengeful person. No matter how much they try to paint me to look like one, which they have been ever since I got fired, I am not a vengeful person. If I was, i would have gone straight home, and erased their routing table. Because I sat their for five minutes in the router when I went home contemplating whether to do it or not. But I didn't. And I still wouldn't. Because I'm not a FSCKING VENGEFUL PERSON!!!! when will they get it thru their thick skulls.

So tomorrow I trek to Tyler to clear up the bullshit and see what's going down with my homies. I needed to take care of some other stuff anyways.

I'm seeing red right now, so when I can see straight I'll write some more.

/rizzn