better off dead

Okay, I think I'm done changing my template...and hopefully I'll stick to this one for a while. There was another template that I wanted with a picture of Nikka Costa but the html idiot I am, I couldn't figure out how to make the text box wider...I didn't like the narrowness of the one that was given. I never did learn how to do html, I've just been figuring things out on the way. This one took a while to do because its different than Lex's designs...which are user friendly. I had to figure out how to do an archive page and fix all the links. I would love to learn html, so I can make my own design one day. Note to self: Get a book on how to do html. Html for dummies? Ha, ha, ha.

So I made a pig of myself at dinner tonight...mom made shabu-shabu...mom, dad, and I sat around the table and cooked it Japanese style. Yum. I love my mom's cooking.

Trying to do things to occupy my time when I'm not out applying for jobs. Today I started reading "On the Road" by Jack Kerouac. Yes, I am probably the only one in all of diaryland who hasn't read it yet. I've seen it as a favorite on alot of people's profiles...and I figured I'd get it so I can see what all the hype is about. I read an article on him once in Vanity Fair a while back and meant to pick up the book but never got around to it. I hope I'll like it.

I swear to God, its like a daily struggle not to think of Regg and whats going on. Well, maybe struggle is a strong word, but...well, its just little stuff. Like today I was flipping through the channels and I landed on mtv2 and Notorious BIG's "One More Chance" was on and that reminded me of Regg because when he was at my house 2 weeks ago, we downloaded it from Morpheus and watched it on my computer. This morning, my parents and I went out to breakfast and I ordered fried rice with eggs and a banana hotcake. When the waitress put it on the table my mom was ragging me on how much food I ordered and that made me think about how Regg and I would go to restaurants such as Like Like Drive Inn and order half the breakfast menu just cause we couldn't decide on one thing. We'd have our own breakfast buffet. Stupid stuff, I know. But thats how it is...every day little things here and there remind me of him and I immediately try to get it out of my head as soon as it pops up. Right when I saw Biggie's face, I turned the channel. I'm losing it, I tell ya.

You know that scene in the movie Better Off Dead when John Cusack's character is driving around after his break-up with his girlfriend and on the radio there's nothing playing but break up songs? He rips the radio out and throws it out the window? That pretty much sums up how I'm feeling at this moment.

I am such a dork.