Well, I can now stand without vomiting (or passing out for that matter) and I feel a tiny bit better, but not enough to really want to tackle going back to my daily life. I'm glad for the whole lack of heart-warming nausea, nothings more dignified then puking your guts out in the middle of a crowded doctors office. Make new friends! Impress your co-workers! Vomit in a public place! Weehaw.

As long as nothing is against my back or side, and I don't move, I feel pretty good. I guess that's something.

Not only did I have the lovely chance to be disgustingly sick the last few days, I now also have clients angry with me because I was supposed to have a website open Friday, but insted I was spending the day with blood suckers disguised as nurses. It upset me enough that I cried. Broke my damn record.

Oh! And there was a childrens expo this weekend that I didn't know about, #%@^@. Would have been perfect advertisment for LKP. My week is going so well.

I've spent the last couple days in the company of blood sucking harpooners, semi-creepy 'medical' facilites and a ton of pain. They're talking surgery now. I don't want surgery. I don't want anybody cutting me open. Regardless of how evil my organs may be and how often I curse them with language rivaled by any sailor, I prefer them inside my body where they belong.

Ok, I'm sick of this layout. No more ice. No more snow. No more rain. (Although I don't mean that, I love the rain. I love rain at night and 70 degree days, but no higher then 70's or it turns into one big Oregon Sauna) I'm taking suggestions for the next one. Perhaps something bright and colorful and fresh for spring. Or maybe something with eye-bursting neons, which I sadly must admit I've been horribly drawn to lately, it's like reliving 1986.

Maybe I'll snap some shots of my (now blooming!) apple tree and use that in a layout. Or the pretty pink tree in the front yard, whatever it is called. I don't suppose it's really called 'that pretty pink tree in that nice quiet girl across the streets front yard'. But it could be.

I love the smell of fresh cut grass in the afternoon. What about a grass layout? Hmm...that gives me an idea...

Listening to a local radio station this morning, I was slightly saddened to hear them gloating ('I thought this was wonderful' and 'this was so great') that Martin Sheen's car was reportedly vandilized because of his personal political view.

Sad. Just, really sad. People with any respect for themselves and other people don't behave in such childish manners. Oh god, will certain members of this country please grow up? You're giving the rest of us with morals and self dignity a bad name.

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Ok, that's enough of that. My head is killing me. Have fun Fred! Miss you ;)

For those of you coming to this page either by searching for Hot Lake or for Old Avon Bottles (or something of that ilk)


1: Hotlake.com should be rehosted and back online by the end of the week.

2: If you want to know more about the bottles or inquire about purchasing them, E-mail me. I'm really sick of having my garage smell like a brothel.

There is something extremely wrong with burning a peanutbutter scented candle in your bathroom.

Yay! I've got cable! And I put the hub Pran and Sean sent me to good use and hooked up the HP to the cable too, sept it's being a total wench and not working right. I wish it would so I could get my files off it before I reformat it. If I can't, then I have to kiss five years worth of work files away. Five years worth of programs I've written and games I've made. It'd just be a shame. (And no, I can't burn it to a CD, or remove it and hook it up to this computer, or anything else. I've tried everything. Sending it to myself is my last resort.) Total times I've taken apart three computers in the last four days? 62. Yes, 62. I'm going to have nighmares of tiny screws for the rest of my life.

It's frustrating. However, this fast connection and my new computer do sort of make up for it. Almost.

....Comcast installs cable tomorrow, so I should be back by then. Have I suffered without net? Nah, I live perfectly fine without it. I've got so much work to do offline I shouldn't be online anyway. My online work did suffer though, and it's got me frustrated. What did I do to amuse myself without the Net to do work on? I built myself a kickass wicked computer.


I am so, so bad.

Nope, this isn't Jamie, it's just an extremely lifelike clone that was created from DNA extracted (quite painfully, let me tell you) with a bamboo skewer from under her left pinkie fingernail.


I come with a message:


No idea when I'll be back (Although I do appriciate the worried phone calls, I love you all too). From the vantage point in which I reside at this momment, it looks to be another two if not three weeks before I'll be back online. Reason being: I thought I had a faulty modem, so I replaced it. I still can't get online, I called the phone company (and to my amusement, was flirted with by the nice techie guy, because he was THAT hard up for entertainment.) and was told...


"You are being canceled because we haven't billed you for two years for internet service because we're morons."


I added that last part. Yay, free `net service! The thrill of finding this out didn't solve my net-less problem, so they tell me they'll have someone at Qwest call me about setting back up my internet service. They never did. So in the mean time, here I am with a brand new modem and no internet service. But scratch the brand new modem, because HP, in it's evil plot to have consumers buy more computers, has the sound card on the SAME BOARD as the old modem. Which I replaced, which means:


Computer - old modem = no modem or sound card and heap big naughty explitive fun


So, I run out and buy a new sound card (I needed one anyway, I justify to myself and my pocketbook) and now have a new sound card AND a new modem to install (I took the new one out to see if, in fact, the sound card was on it. And it was.).


So, incase your lost:


Computer + new modem = no sound card
So: old modem + computer - new modem = left over parts that are driving me batty
So: Lazy Jamie + Computer - old modem and sound card + new modem + new sound card = sticking the screwdriver someone's eye


But in the end this all still = no internet access.


I signed up for cable through Comcast, since it's 10 bucks more a month. I have no idea when they'll install it, but they're telling me not until sometime around the 20th.


Christ Jesus, don't you love me anymore?


Anyway...I'll be back as soon as I get cable and come back from having this screwdriver removed from my face.


Love you.

Just a note: I won't be online for a while, and I don't know when I'll be back. So take care!


Happy Late Birthday to Fred, due to circumstances I wasn't able to call you or wish you a happy birthday. I hope you had a good one.



Fred & Pran, I got the boxes and the book. Thank you.