The Brooklyn UPS people are now among my most hated groups of people.  These may be added to the list in my "about me" page.  speaking of that, i should realy update that, since so much has changed since I wrote it in May. Speaking of may, I can't believe that was almost 9 months ago. It's almost february.  Speaking of almost february, it's the end of january.  And not much has changed.  I saw Jed for a bit last night, and we just hung out in the normal mindless way.  I want to apply for a summer job at Entertainment Weekly, where PFC Caryn now works.  The problem with that is that I need clips of my writing. My published writing, that is.  Since that amounts to about 2 blurbs in the Washington and Lee newspaper, which I have long since lost and were shitty to begin with, I need to fanagle some published writing.  that was the whole idea behind the South Pole.  But even if I do that, I still need two more articles, so i'm going to fabricate a new online magazine.  So i told Jed I'd make him the "editor" just so it wouldn't be traced to me.

    So we got to talking about it, and after a while I thought that it really sounded like a good idea.  So we're going to do it for real.  Eventually my grandiose planz  call for the magazine to actually be commercial, with advertsing and all that.  Jed sells ad space on the web at his job now, so he knows a bit about the hairy details of that.  So i just have to design the page, with plenty of help I assume for my more web-savvy older sibling.  And I'm even going so far as to buy the domain name.  which i will not divulge sine the ".com" address of the web address is already taken and I have to settle for the ".net".  But any fool can have a .com.  At least, that'll be one of or slogans.  Anyway, I'm actually quite excited about it.  I'm actually going to make a concerted effort to get writers to contribute, writers that I don't actually know.  And I'll try to update it a lot more than the South Pole, which I've updated maybe 6 times in the last 10 months.  But the domain name has me a bit excited.  It'll seem more real, more serious, especially since I'm actually spending money on the endeavor.  But for 35 bucks, it's not that much of an investment, but it'll still make me more motivated to keep it up.

    Anyway, class today was another tiring trial of my faith and conviction.  I'm not feeling quite as apathetic as I have been for the last week or so, and that's probably due to the new web publishing endeavor.  But that just makes me resent my grad school work even more, because I'd rather be doing everything that needs to be done for the new site. I'm sure I'm being naive about this, but I feel like I'll actually be doing something.  Especially with jed doing it too, it feels less like my usual geeky little web projects.  It almost feel legit.
    Someone found my webpage doing a search for "Rebecca Makkai," my girlfriend at the end of my junior year.  I wonder who it was. They're on the west coast.  I wasn't even aware I'd written about her.  They were directed to the March 8th entry, the account of a visit to Steve West's house, the drummer of Pavement.  Odd that nobody ever finds my page looking for people, and within a few days people are looking for Rebecca and Rodzilla.  Hmmm...

    Well, tons of reading to do.  Freespeech is down yet again.  that pisses me off, because I want to host my new site there, but it's so unreliable. But I just can't find a better place.  And it seems like everything I've added since the new year is gone.  Very mysterious.  See, that would have really pissed me off if I hadn't downloaded the entire site onto my G4.  But I did, so it's no big deal putting it back.
 

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