Jaz's journal

Ears, eyes and nose are competing for who makes my head explode first. My well-being is directly proportional to the amount of happy pills I tranquilize myself with.

I guess feeling good jusr isn't a necessary factor for survival, as otherwise Darwin would have filled our venes with happy juice rather than blood millenia ago.

I entered a billion different sweepstakes using a throwaway e-mail address. It has worked once so I decided not to stop filling out forms until it wins me a notebook for free.

I'll keep you updated in case something other than bags of ads reach my mailbox :D

Should I switch to Windows XP? I have completely fallen in love with the XP widgets on the classic skin lately. Some other things coming with XP don't seem like a bad idea either.

If only there wasn't the evil of product activation. But knowing myself it's not going to stop me.

Apple has a new browser out and all pages break in it, what else.

Just what we needed, another browser incapable of supporting standards. I think the Apple manager responsible for this should be tarred, feathered and cooked alive.

My theory: It's a big sales move to force Windows-based web programming studios all over the world to buy a Mac so they'll be able to invest another nightshift to bloat their projects with work-arounds for Safari's bugs.

P.S.: If you want this site to look good on a Macintosh, buy me a Powerbook.

First the drunken engine driver forgets to stop at my station. Then I enjoy waiting in the blistering cold for a freaking hour, one delay announcement following the next. That didn't help making it to the university in time.

Why is the railway so god damn incapable. It's not like snow was a new phenomenon or that they didn't have three centuries to find a way to deal with it. So why do they bend over at the first sign of a snowflake.

(loaded)

How to Write Like a Wanker might just be the funniest, truest rant I've read in a year.

I especially like the part Make Shit Up:

Are your arguments getting shot down because you can't back them up? No problem: just pull some statistics out of your ass and go nuts. [...] If anyone ever asks you where you get your figures, make vague references to articles, journals, or even television programs. "I read an article in the paper a few months ago that showed the earth was only six thousand years old because carbon-dating is bogus." When challenged, make vague references to shadowy conspiracies hiding the truth.

Pure joy.