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I’m switching hosting (from Tera-byte to dreamhost) because I get 1600MB of disk space with them compared to 300MB of disk space at tera-byte.

So the website may go down for a little while - until I get it up and running on new host.

Thanks for you patience during the move

Vlad

Update Thu 25, 2003: Geeklog is up, gallery (photos) are not yet. Please be patient

… in which James expresses his anger over the theft of his bike lights.——————————————————————–
To Humanity,

fuck you you bastard cunts. I hate you all.

I just got robbed, again. The front light from my bike was stolen. While two nights ago, the back light (and the bike-bag under my seat) was stolen too. I wished that whoever stoled it would have just waited around for me to come back first (I was away, with my bike locked up, at the time both thefts happened). I believe I would have given it to the person, if they’d just’ve asked me. I don’t think I even would have needed a good reason if they’d just asked sincerely. I would leave with this warm fuzzy feeling inside for being so generous.

Well after the first light was stoled, I resolved to maybe try and not steal anymore. And to not buy super-cheap-stuff-that’s-so-low-priced-it-cant-be-legit. Because I found it really stinks if it’s you that they steal from. I used to steal groceries and junk food and books; when probably I coulda paid for them. I haven’t bought many hot goods, but I’ve had offers.

And now that the second bike light’s been stolen? … Did I mention that BOTH my bike lights were presents from my very nice friend Vlad? I’ve known and liked him for a very long time. And when he bought me my bike lights, it was just about the kindest thing anyone could have done and it practically made me cry it was so nice of him.

And now both my presents have been stolen; I won’t get them back.

So a big fuck you to all of humanity. I’m glad you’ve got AIDS, poverty, and a sick grandmother. I’m glad that you get so many wars, that people you care for will eventually die and for how you keep getting into so much trouble. Fuck you, I hate you you big, stupid, dumb-assed, ball of unthinking, uncaring, heartless cruel indifferent people. I think you get what you deserve, myself included. So fuck you, and since I can’t think of anything more creative to say, I shall stop.

I don’t have all of humanities email addresses right now. I was going to just send this to everyone who’s email I could find, friends and co-workers both. But the morning light cured me of that idea, and I decided to follow Vlad’s suggestion to vent on his website, where at least some of humanity can read it.

I figure if I’m gonna be pissed off at the world, at least I’m being decent enough to tell it so, somewhere.

I guess I’m done now.

…I miss my bike lights.

~James