it's a short pier, it's a long walk home

I spent what felt like all day in front of the computer, screwing around with various stuff. Considered moving to a different blogging tool like WordPress, pMachine, and Moveable Type, but I got annoyed with all of them for various reasons so I changed the layout instead. It was supposed to be me that's dead, but Kris drew a little dolly. I'm not too disappointed - as Craig mentioned, it's still very stabby.

In other news, work is nice, life is nice, Vin Diesel haunts my dreams (in the good way), and I can never seem to be finished doing laundry. My moods swing with the weather, and I want to go and roll around on the lawn in the dandelions when the sun is out. Everything is turning green and that makes me unspeakably happy at times. It also makes my eyes burn. Chocolate and Vanilla Jell-o Pudding mixed together, either in a cup or on a stick, is just this side of orgasmic. You can't deny it.

OMG I have a new favorite band. Check out LUX at LUXROCK.COM!!! If you like men with bad stage names, even worse nicknames, rippling abs and drumsticks with knives on them, this is the band for you.

Edit:
Craig - He doesn't have breasts, he has huge pectoral muscles. I went and got throw pillows; who am I to thwart the will of the cosmos?
Nomi - I've always been angry, you know that.
Lee - Hated that damn doll.