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thursday, april 2, 1998, 01:12 Well, April Fools, again. This time, no snow, but we got instead a day full of rain at about fourty degrees less than the day before. Gotta love this new england weather. I must also say that the other thing that April Fools day has brought me is about twice as many hits as I normally get, which, granted, isn't really saying much, but i still find it amusing. All has to do with what search engines can pick up, eh? Yeah. Whatever. motivation has hit a local low today, most likely as a result of the weather. i mean, i don't want to blame it on the weather, and while i could conceivably blame it on the lack of sleep that i got, it's so much more fun to pin the cause of my overall frustration with my life on something that i have absolutely no control over. makes it much easier to handle. i've also got this other, secret project that i'm working on that is taking up bunches of my time, but the whole point of it is that it's a secret, so i can't talk about it. but it's been a lot of fun, and i've gotten some good feedback about it. yes, of course it's a web project. duh. this whole webdesign company thing is coming along well. thirdnipple design for all your web design needs. i mean, come on, with a name like thirdnipple, how could it be anything but, well, another nipples. oh come on. think nipple. or not. actually, do whatever you want, i'm too tired right now. now for some whining. or some pondering. it'll probably end up being both, seeing how this is going thus far. the voice. the voice is a bit different. i can't really understand what i'm writing about, and it doesn't feel like it's me inside my head. regardless, i found myself quite irked earlier today over the cliques that form on the web. kind of like the cool kids in the cafeteria who just know they're the shit and who want everyone else to know that they're all that as well. the kids who make you do all sorts of things for them just so you can join in their little club. this was bothering me, as it was the one year anniversary of afterdinner and it seemed like everyone and their mom was linking to it, congratulating it, and so on and so forth (i hope you've caught the subtle irony here...) the thing that i found, however, is that i really don't care. most of the sites that are part of group are quite good. i enjoy reading them. i enjoy trying to get behind the site and into the person. there are people back there, back behind the html and all. maybe even people i would like to meet some day. so i say let them have their little club. i'll sit over here as i always have and admire from afar. i'm far more comfortable over here.
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