Boy was I cussing mad last night. A couple of you may have gotten in and seen my ranting before I washed this page out with soap. I was trying to put an online personal into Yahoo. The Yahoo personals site is powered by Match.COM who create a horrible user experience. In order to put a personal on Yahoo you have to go through the entire 45 minute interview twice, once for Yahoo, and once again for Match.COM who doesn't seem to know that you've already entered it. Then at the end of the whole ordeal, they ask for a credit card number. They could have told you up front that this wasn't free. But after an hour and a half of entering data?

I'm gonna' take it slow on the yard today - maybe not even do much. I need to get out.

You can really tell a geek. He ignores his natural over-active sex drive and decides to work on the yard even though it doesn't bring any needed and long overdue physical gratification. That's OK. There's work to be done. If it doesn't get done now, it'll just have to get done later. Since the chances of meeting an unattached female who doesn't think I'm a total nut case are about zilch, might as well do something productive.

The gal at the computer store was aghast that I'd pay $500 for a piece of software. Says it's more than she takes home a month. If she only knew... Not that I'm happy about paying 500 bucks for another piece of junk from Microsoft. It was a necessary evil. I've lived off of site licenses from work, but they haven't upgraded in 4 years and it has come time that I actually use the stuff and need the latest version and so I better cough up. Pay now or pay later, but everybody will eventually pay. But to think that I could've probably gotten this gal drunk and naked on a tropical beach for roughly the same amount of money and it shows the extent to which I've been brainwashed. Oh well, what're you doing next Saturday?

I find it totally amusing that somebody landed on this site by typing "looking for sex montreal" into a search engine and actually checked out this site - which according to my data lies on page 20 of the search results; way behind sites like "Let's have an affair tonight in Montreal".

But of course it got me thinking - since sex is never far from my mind, let's see what happens if I type in "looking for sex sunnyvale". Well I mean to tell you that the first several pages are filled with stories about Patrick Naughton, the ex-infoseek CEO who got busted in LA trying to hit up on a girl er, I mean FBI agent he met online. Turns out he was from Sunnyvale. But it seems there's a dude in New York who for some reason weeds through the personals all over the country and publishes excerpts for different locations. So in one fell swoop I can catch up on almost all the personal ads placed by women seeking men in the sough bay - updated daily. Now this is cool.