the chin whiskers

*sigh*

where to begin? but really, who cares?

couple things. i hate social networking. tomorrow would be a great day if the myspace and facebook servers crashed and just disappeared. what a hassle these things are. i have no picture on facebook and a profile that may as well not exist. yet i get people wanting to be my "friends" on there almost daily. funny thing is that 90 percent of these "friends" are already "friends" with me on myspace. i only signed up for facebook to see a blunder that my buddy made on there with one of the labels of his pictures. then come to find out, i couldn't view his pics until we were "friends". by that time i didn't care to go look (and i'm sure he fixed it). so i think i'll be deleting my blank facebook profile soon. as far as myspace is concerned, i view it only as a portal to this here blog. i don't care about comments, bands, pictures, emails, groups, "friends", and advertisements. of course, i care about my friends, just not my "friends". myspace has sucked from the beginning anyway. it was never user friendly and i remember complaining about so many things from that stupid site. you wanna talk to me? telecommastere@gmail.com. i also have a cellular phone that sits in my pants pocket. you wanna see pics of me? meet me at old chicago on 88th and wads this friday night. are you out of town? then i'll send you naked pictures of me to your email. i can be very accommodating. but i don't need ten different social network websites to stay in touch. i don't need social networking sites for my career friends. i don't need social picture website. i don't need socialist websites. actually, well, never mind. i'll save socialism for another day. enough of this crap already. the fad is over.

*sigh*

my little girl is doing good. like all kids, she's getting big and talking more and more. she loves telling stupid jonas "no no no no" when he jumps on the kitchen counters. she knows how to laugh like ernie from sesame street. he kind of does that wispy kind of heeheehee. katie is still the sweetest thing. if she sees a stuffed animal, she'll go over and give it a kiss. when i come home from work, she will run up to me and kiss my leg, then turn and run away. she takes after her dad and loves to read. when the mrs. and i are in the kitchen talking, my little girl is happy enough to go to her books and just sift through every one she has. she loves when i put on my ipod and play my guitar to it. katie always wants to take the pick and strum it for me. then we'll rock out to everything under the sun. she likes zeppelin, the dead, and enya. kim bought her the enya cd, but mainly just to put the girl to sleep. i'm down with that though. enya has the cool spiritual quality about it. one of my favorite things to do is to take little girl into the backyard during the night time. i love showing her all that the night has to offer. i think she enjoys it as well.

i shaved my stupid goatee tonight. i hate the word, so henceforth i will refer to it as my chin whiskers. people often tell me that they prefer me with chin whiskers. that just tells me that people would rather not look at me. the more i can cover up my face, the better. i'm surprised i haven't been told that i'd look good with a bag over my head. but i shaved it tonight finally. just needed some change i guess. and besides, chin whiskers like mine haven't been "in" for about four years at least. it was a 90s thing i think. my work folks will be in for a surprise i imagine. i don't recall not having chin whiskers since i started there almost two years ago. they will probably tell me to put a bag over my head. maybe if i get a promotion one of these years, then i will grow it back. or something back. handlebar 'stashe perhaps?

hard to believe that cadbury cream eggs were already for sale in january. cream eggs are a guilty pleasure of mine. i love them. i just do. one was consumed probably four minutes ago. another will be consumed during my lunch tomorrow. between now and april, i will likely consume 300 lbs of cream eggs.

well that's enough for one night, maybe even for one month. it's 10:32 p.m. so i have about a half hour to read my riveting book i got for christmas. *sigh* night.