it’s ALL here

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it’s ALL here

archiving everything, dead dragons, Amy

I updated this weblog with EVERY ENTRY from the past three years I’ve had a website. There is a significant span missing between september 2001 and august 2002 though because that version of the website did not keep an archive of news posts. Other than that, you can search the archives and find EVERYTHING that has happened to me in the past three years. That means B, Mr. Machine, Brian, and everybody else…you can do a search …and it will show you all the times I wrote something about you.. This could come in handy for things like…finding the exact date that we all went to that concert… the exact date that Mr. Machine went back to california (and the last time I saw him)…the day we went to hocking hills…stuff like that

Also, Pimpy is almost a year old, but he is not doing well. His left foot is all purple and hard with a hole on the top. His tail is no longer fat and I can feel his “hip” bones. He is really thin because he has these growths in his eyelids that prevent him from seeing out (and catching his dinner). I force-fed him some crickets today, but he barely had the strength to chew them up. I was going to sell him and the tank, but I guess now I’ll keep the tank and buy a Uromastyx when I get to LA. I wanted one of those originally but Celeste thought they looked too much like “ugly toads.” It looks like everything we took care of in the relationship is dying off. Even her old plants that she left here are dead. She told me (before she started her “I can’t talk to you” policy) that all the fish except for the algea eater had died.

I’m talking to this Amy girl (my date to the wedding) more and she seems really nice. I have a few pictures of her now too…which are also nice. She is actually helping a lot with the move, calling landlords and she’ll send me an “apartment guide” next week. Kind of ironic that this girl is making more of an effort than my friend (yeah, you know who you are!) who lives out there and wants to live with me. Then again, I don’t think Mr. Machine wants me to take him out to dinner when I get there, haha!

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