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05/23/00

Well, the new site has finally been deemed ready for the viewing public by an extensive and highly critical review board (me). I hope everybody who liked my old university page enjoys the new design and material, and that everybody who stumbles across this page accidently isn't completely repulsed.

Now that the whole redesign part is finally finished I can devote some more time to projects that've been put on hold lately (yes, I'll still be doing new updates to the part about David Bowie's crotch, too), such as my ongoing submissions to The Bench, fan-comics for Seanbaby, assorted short stories, and gainful employment.

Things will fall into place eventually. And probably sooner than that I'll implement the thumbnails and descriptions idea for my photo album so its not such a big bloated mass of pictures and text. That's kind of a thing, right? It should fall into place as well, shouldn't it?
I have no idea where this is going anymore and am getting kinda tired.

And so it goes.