Saturday, July 3rd 2004

The website is coming along nicely. I've gone with this new format as it looks less monkeyish. The links along the side are the content for this webpage.

Friday, July 2nd 2004

I've been lost at sea now for 45 days. I'm contemplating eating the volley ball that keeps taunting me with his inncessant nattering about my moustach. I don't *have* a moustache! I was going to call the ball Wilson, but I think Tom Hanks (who I hate) will sue my ass off and send lawers with shark teeth after my ass. Speaking of my ass, the sand is still there... the sand never goes away and it burns.