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Tuesday, July 06, 2004

 
Since Blogger is now working again, I give you back issues:

07-05:

So, I should be writing about how awesome Around the World in 80 Days was. Or maybe fixing my profile so it is not long and death like and is also having of the links. But actually, I am going to have fun with Google!

So, firstly, you always need to know what Google can do. Also, what their engineers can do. Especially because they're definately using their time well.

Also, you need to know their children programs. Mainly because whatever you can't find using Google you can find using something else they've written.

Or maybe you wish to Check their blog. Especially since they own Blogger.

What about all those special logos? Miss some? You can find all of Google's logos here if you wish.

If you don't speak English, they do have langage tools. I personally like Bork, bork, bork!, Elmer Fudd, Pig Latin, and 1337 (they call it "Hacker"). But maybe you want a real language like Xhosa, Japanese, or Klingon. You can also visit the domains of many different countries, including Djibouti.

Now, if all this talk about Google has inspired you, maybe you should get a job there. Not convinced? Here are some reasons why you should. Or maybe just buy their stuff.

And now Google should pay me money for advertising for them.

So, went to dinner with the Hinmanns. Maggianos. Then I had to do my Fit Fit Revolution for today. I still feel fat... :(

Christine - thing and the ya know = :)

Hmmm... I had something I wanted to say. Well, I went shopping. THAT was interesting. Other than that, I don't think I did much.

I wish there was someone to talk to...

EDIT: That's right! has THE BEST LJ ICON EVER. Katana, you especially need to see it. I mean it. Go. NOW!

07-03

I am, at the risk of being a loser for posting so often, am now going to let out the long held in rant about zip codes.

So, I live in Burke. I know this. You (now) know this. My zip code is 22015. With me so far?

Burke has a post office. Everybody who lives in Burke (to my knowledge) has the zip code 22015.

Enter Springfield. When I lived in (West) Springfield, my zip code was 22152. Does this look like 22015 to you? NO.

HOWEVER. Whenever I go somewhere it is like, "t3h OMG u r t3h living in Springfield." Note: That was Katana's "freshman voice." It means they're stupid.

So, I go to LJ. It says I live in Springfield (like so many other things including Build-A-Bear and Amazon.com). So, I go into my user profile and change it. I found that I had typed in Burke the first time, and idiotic LJ had changed it. So, I type it AGAIN. Look at user info: Springfield, Virginia, United States.

I have never had this kind of trouble in any other state. Stupid Virginia. Stupid LJ. Stupid town of Springfield, assimilating us all.

Looking on the bright side, I suppose now stalkers will not be able to find me as easily. Except now I've ranted about this, they will know it is a LIE. Oh, well.

Today's Adventure: Getting an Oil Change

So, like, I drive up and the lady tells me to go away, they'll call me eventually, and it'll be about an hour. Mommy told me they would come and get me and show me stuff, and then I could leave.

So, I sit there. Read the comics. Do the crosswrod puzzle except I am bad. No person calls me. Finally I am called. Man says, "Your lisence plates lights are out. Your transmission is leaking AGAIN. You're supposed to get it serviced every year, but it has been over two years and 10,000 miles. Also, I hate you, you cruel car hater." Well, maybe not the last part. But that's what it sounded like. so then the lady done AFTER me gets to pay first, and I am sad. They also keep calling me "Mr. Goehring," probably because my daddy usually does it, but he was too lazy. Finally I leave (and go over the curb) and stop at THE BELL OF THE TACO! Order my usual (Soft Taco Supreme, no tomatoes, Nachos, Sm. Drink), and then I eat. Also, my car door does not shut properly and the man totally moved the seat back, like, three feet. Okay, maybe that's an exageration... Also, they were like, "Let's open up ALL THE DOORS." I like my dad's car because I can move it up to a comfortable closeness, and since there is not of the airbags, I do not have to utilize stupid "push-pull" turning.

And that, children, is what we call "Stream of Conciousness Writing."

Today I got up at 6 o'clock on the dot due to the fact that I went to bed at a normal "school" time (alarm is set for 6 with the school). So now I think I should just stay up until 2 o'clock to avoid this problem.

While I was at the place, I considered going to GameStop to see if Andrew was there, but I don not know when he works, and I have a grand total of $6.52. Also 26 yen, but I don't think that'll buy me much.

Which reminds me. I want 1 yen pieces!! I think every single one I can find I will keep because they are SO AWESOME (Re: being made of Al, only the coolest metal ever to exsist due to its extremely low density). Also, which one is Atomic Number 70 (Re: Newspaper puzzle)? Ytterbium! How was I supposed to know that!? ...*hates Washington Post*

So now I get to steel myself for PARTY OF DOOM so much fun.

Also, my dad thinks I am good at typing and am also fast. Ha ha ha, no.

Finally, day two of "Fit Fit Revolution" proceeded pretty well, except I was not very good today. Also, sad that my brother could not find us a new mix. Well, new to us, old to anyone else. Instead he found baseball. I think it's time to call up the INTERNET.

And that is all. Good day.