So, I’ve put up a new rant inspired by poor Becky’s Live Journal escapades. I’ve been meaning to write this for a year, so if any of you take this personally, you’ve got more issues than I do. Doctor says my tennis elbow is basically gone. But in its place, I’ve developed a touch of radial tunnel due to the exercises and things I’ve been doing to get rid of the tennis elbow.

So… I now have freaking Tennis Elbow of all things. Odd, considering I don’t play tennis. I think I know what caused it, but what annoys me most is that almost everything I do aggravates it in some way. Typing, driving, DDR, name it. Thankfully it’s my left elbow… otherwise I’d probably go even more insane than usual. Seems like Becky’s getting everyone she knows involved in some kind of online blogging site.

Ok, so I finally bought a laptop. It’s a Dell 4150; very nice design and I’m not even too angry with XP just yet. Yeah, yeah… it’s windows. So sue me. I’m about this close to ditching Linux on the desktop anyway. Sure virtual desktops are nice, and having native term windows are great, but by God I hate X, Gnome and KDE. Do people even realize that the Linux GUI uses more memory than Windows!

This morning, I woke up around 7:30 and just stayed in bed until about a quarter after 8. After I got up, for whatever reason, I felt like I was on top of the world. Maybe it was a dream I had, maybe I just got enough sleep for once. Whatever it is, I like it. Yeah, I haven’t updated my rants in a while. I complain about shit all day, and I guess once I get it off of my chest, there’s no reason to bitch about it to the world.

Congrats, Doug and Emily, you must have had the most enjoyable wedding I’ve ever attended. Lots of friends from all over, showed up to be there for your big day and I must say I’m glad we were all there. The lucky couple went to Oregon for their honeymoon to sample wines from all of the vineyards that they say are down there. I don’t know a damn thing about wine because I hate it, but I still hope they have a great time and come back with whole crate-loads of their favorites.