This morning, beginning at 6:00 a.m., second−year students could register for classes for the spring quarter. As I did last quarter, I woke up at 5:55 a.m. and readied myself for registration.

Around 6:40 a.m. I realized the process was fruitless and decided to wait until later since I couldn’t log into SIS via any method I tried. So I set my alarm to the time I usually awake on Mondays and went back to sleep.

At 9:00 a.m. I woke back up and magically registered for all the classes I planned on registering for. My schedule for the spring quarter is online here.

At the Sabres game Friday night, Sabretooth shot shirts out of his shirt cannon, per usual. Everytime they do this I think something along the lines of , It’ll be a cold day in hell when one of those lands near my seat. So, this time, hell showed me up and a shirt landed near my seat.

While in transit to the shirt’s landing spot, the shirt squirted right through the hands of another spectator (butter-fingers). It then bounced off of a seat in the row behind my seat and landed directly behind me.

After watching the shirt land behind me I turned around (I was seated during the shirt launching, like usual) and grabbed the shirt, narrowly beating the lady a couple seats to the side of the shirt. Lucky for me, the ticket-holders of the seats one row behind me were out gallivanting during the period instead of waiting for the intermission like real fans.

Because I was just so happy about getting the shirt, I wore it today. In the future, I’ll probably wear it under my equipment during roller hockey games (assuming it’s 100% cotton).

I found this spider in my room last night. It creeped me out. At first, I thought I was just imagining it when I saw something black scurry alongside my sneaker. Then I left my bedroom, came back, and saw it run into an open space.

This thing was a monster—relatively speaking. From the tip of its front leg to the tip of its rear leg was about one inch. Plus, it was furry, black, and gross.

So, I did what any self–respecting person would do: trapped it under a bowl. After all, I needed to have photographic evidence when I told this story to friends. I still fear for the safety of the bowl, however.

Shortly after taking some photos, I stuck a sheet of glossy photo paper underneath the bowl and transported it to a local toilet where I flushed the beast.

Yesterday, I had the unfortunate luck of venturing into Victoria’s Secret. Every trip inside that store is horrible. As I told my friend, I feel like a bad person for looking at women’s underwear, especially when it’s not being worn.

For some reason, women like to have witty phrases on their panties (I hate that word). Victoria’s Secret realized this and thus put a poop joke on the rear of an otherwise cute article of underwear.

Wishing you many happy journeys from the Grand Escape Lodge this holiday season!

I finally took some time to update all my old websites. Before I updated the sites, they were loaded with old, flawed PHP that ran on PHP 4 but failed on PHP 5. They also had many broken links and incorrect URLs because I merely copied their folders in their original states to their current locations on the server.

Now, the sites look much less embarrassing (you can see the list of archived websites at the bottom of the artwork column). The only sites that aren’t in their original conditions are icorey 4 and icorey 6. Icorey 4 was written when I was still learning CSS/web design, so it looked great in IE but not so much in Firefox. Icorey 6 only lacks most of its content (an easy fix).

I suggest you check out the legacy sites layouts. They include almost every website I’ve made (with the exceptions of the two horse–themed websites and my pre–div sites).