The gosh durn innernets keeps breaking. Luckily, Rae is a network wizard and can always make it work again! Somthing about the way my stupid ancient barely legal Bulgarian made computer handles IP addresses. It seems to hate them, and won’t accept anything as one. Anyway, having a computer geek for a roommate is useful! She cooks the Mexican food, too!

Everything was running fine on the computer until we went to the website where Rae’s loser ex commanded her to go to listen to some of his music. He’s a snotty Berklee student, and writes this heinous singer-songwritery crap that he thinks is brilliant. I think he suffers from extreme delusions of grandeur syndrome. Anyway, we were howling with laughter and his latest foray into the world of cheese when my computer started randomly coughing. Now it hates everything. It’s all Rae’s Extard’s fault!

Somewhere around 4:00 a.m. last night in my insomnia induded demantia, I decided that it would be a good idea to make mix cds for everyone at work (seeing as I’ve just made mix tapes for, like, every person I know and/or am related to in the past couple of weeks). I’m actually having a lot of fun doing this. I know each person will probably never listen to any of them, so I’m doing them along themes. For example, I have the Rawkin one, the Chicks rawkin one, the Depressing One, the Whiny Low-Key Indie one, The techno-oid one, The I’m-a-Wigger one, the Random Misc. one, etc. Some of them were easy to fill 80 minutes with. Some were nearly impossible. I think I may have to skip some co-workers. Either that, or just give everyone whatever– like make them reach into a bag and pull one out, rather than trying to match up each cd to their personal tastes (like I can come up with anything for those who are into metal, jazz and reggae anyway!).

I borrowed Army of Darkness from Darryl at work, and I should watch it before I fall asleep. I could fall asleep kneeling at this stupid ergonomically-hostile computer right now even.