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Archive for February 2000

There's a porn site powered

There's a porn site powered by Blogger. If you put a link to Blogger on your site, I'll tell you where it is. [notice: offer void if you are under the age of 18 or live somewhere where they don't allow porn or any other legal stuff]

A slow start this morning,

A slow start this morning, I think it's the overcast sky, the slight dribblings of rain, and a heavy exhaustion. Add to that a dash of quiet REM here in the office, and I feel ready to crawl under my desk and sleep another six hours. I think I need to up my caffeine dose in the morning, two shots of espresso does not seem to be enough.

Just noticed that pb pointed

Just noticed that pb pointed the webcam at me and my posture is terrible. Must try to sit up straight when slaving over computer.

Hearing Mr. Clean talk after

Hearing Mr. Clean talk after forty years isn't all that it's cracked up to be. Couldn't they have done a better job with this? It sucks.

Woo hoo! Our first BIG

Woo hoo! Our first BIG press mention (I mean being Modesto Bee's Site of the Week was big, but not this big): Wired News talks about weblogs and mentions Blogger! Things are getting good now.

Listening to Scared with the

Listening to Scared with the headphones
using the GetRows method for the first time
I've been forgetting all about blogging for a while.

Someday I'd like to fall

Someday I'd like to fall in love again.

Texas: we're #1 in executions!

Texas: we're #1 in executions! Whether she did it seems less important right now than asking: did she receive a fair trial? Was represented by an adequate, and competent, defense? And was evidence of her history of domestic abuse known to the jury? If the answer to a single one of these questions is not an unconditional yes, how can she be executed? And how can anyone involved in this case sleep at night with a clear conscience?

Eleven seconds has a links

Eleven seconds has a links page that lists some weblogs, including meganut. I wonder if it's a mistake and is supposed to be megnut instead? Because meganut is not a weblog, it's, you guessed it, a porn site! Somehow porn is swirling in the air around me, I don't get it. [thanks Heather]

I'm 38% bitch. How bitchy

I'm 38% bitch. How bitchy are you? I don't know why I like these tests, but I do. What's funny is that one of the questions asks "How many people have you broken up with?" which got me thinking about old relationships where my role was the dumper. Back in college I dumped this guy (gosh that word is so harsh), let me restate, I ended things with someone I'd been seeing for a little over a month, and he STOLE my bicycle. Isn't that strange? Every time I've been dumped, I've felt sad, but I've never felt the urge to steal someone's bike. Have you? Is that a common reaction, the urge to steal an ex's belongings? I wish I had comments implemented here, I'd like to hear about your strange breakup stories. You can always email me.

What's the deal with the

What's the deal with the horoscopes at Yahoo! these days? Is it me or are they written for entrepreneurs? Every day there's some reference to venture capital, funding, work success, etc. I mean, it makes for fun reading for me, but are they really helpful (as if any horoscope is helpful, ha!) for housewives in Iowa?

Some things are so strange.

Some things are so strange. I like to read the Boston Globe every once and awhile to keep abrest of what's happening back "home" and for some reason this morning I was drawn to the obituaries, where I discovered that a high school friend's father had passed away, and a high school teacher. How sad and how strange.

I bet you didn't know

I bet you didn't know that I knew karate! [18 mb .avi and all worth it!]

Matt made a version of

Matt made a version of the karate film, because he seems to know movie editing better than I, that's less than 500 kb. Thanks Matt!

I'm really busy and in

I'm really busy and in a pissy mood, so I figure I won't bore you with my distracted, and bitchy, observations for the time being. Should be all over by tomorrow, or I'll be moving away to France, in which case I most likely won't update megnut because I'll have some hot new French boyfriend to hang out with instead.

Whoa, it's been like three

Whoa, it's been like three days since I read any weblogs, and while I want to catch up, I just feel beat and wasted and too damn tired to click on anything. How pathetic is that?

Sorry

Sorry to hear that.

A driving realization

Isn't it irritating how you're going along through life, singing "fa la la la la," and then someone points something out to you, say, like: everyone in the second-to-the-left lane on the freeway goes exactly the speed limit? Because then when you drive down to Palo Alto for a meeting, you start to notice these things, whereas before all you did was putter along, enjoying the rolling hills of 280. But now you realize, "what the hell, I'm driving a 1987 Honda Civic, we're going uphill for crissakes, I'm in the second fastest lane, going 67, and I need to pass!!!" That, to me, seems all wrong. But until today, I didn't even notice it. Oh my God! I just realized: maybe, until today, I *was* that person!

Happy anniversary to my mom

Happy anniversary to my mom and dad today: 31 years. Wow! That sure is a long time...

So you're thinking of getting

So you're thinking of getting a new car? Perhaps you're thinking of the performance of a nice sedan, coupled with the all-wheel drive of an SUV? Why not consider the Audi S4? Unless you're female, of course, because according to Michael at Royal Motor Sales, "People who get them are very serious, and typically it's not a car that females would appreciate." And everyone knows that females aren't serious, and can't appreciate a powerful automobile. Hell, that's why I drive an '87 Civic. As a girl, what do I care about cars and engines and greasy, complicated stuff? My girlfriends and I usually just paint our nails and dream about 'N Sync.

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