<table width=100%><tr><td style="background: transparent url(http://64digits.com/users/DesertFox/header_line.PNG) repeat-x scroll 0%; width:100%; height: 24px;"><h2 style="color:black">The Four Horsemen by Albrecht Dürer</h2></td></tr></table>

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<table width=100%><tr><td style="background: transparent url(http://64digits.com/users/DesertFox/header_line.PNG) repeat-x scroll 0%; width:100%; height: 24px;"><h2 style="color:black">Pestilence!</h2></td></tr></table>I'm so tired. I just got over the flu, I've been feeling pretty bad for the last few weeks. Mostly headache and sinuses seemingly filled with some form of impenetrable sealant. A few days were really bad, but now I am doing fine.

<table width=100%><tr><td style="background: transparent url(http://64digits.com/users/DesertFox/header_line.PNG) repeat-x scroll 0%; width:100%; height: 24px;"><h2 style="color:black">War!</h2></td></tr></table>I went to the EGS Winter LAN, and had fun playing FarCry and Flatout 2 with a bunch of people. What was really funny was that someone named Kaz was there. His last name was almost the same as Kaz here's last name, but a bit different. Kaz here tried to convince me it was him at the LAN, but he couldn't answer a single question about the LAN.

I almost won Battlefield 2142 in the Flatout Tournament. Flatout 2 is a demolition derby/race game, very fun. I did extremely well in the first few runs, and easily got to the finals. That's when things went horrible. I got sideswiped, and then all of the other drivers hit me pretty much at the same time in a huge pileup with me at dead center. I was the only one that took damage, because if you ram something you don't take damage unless they are also ramming you and you hit head-on. So me with just about no health, and everyone else at full - do the math. I did manage to do some damage before dying though. My friend Rahl was almost as good as me, but he got taken out early in the middle round, with the same bad luck as me. Even the best driver is screwed up he is the center of an 8 person pileup.

Someone won a new computer from a raffle at the LAN. It had a whopping 640k RAM! Yep, a really really old computer. It was awesome.

<table width=100%><tr><td style="background: transparent url(http://64digits.com/users/DesertFox/header_line.PNG) repeat-x scroll 0%; width:100%; height: 24px;"><h2 style="color:black">Famine!</h2></td></tr></table>I am starving - I grabbed a donut for breakfast, and rushed out to class, but alas I am starving. I don't know what I want to eat though. I'm hungry but I don't want to eat anything. Strange eh? Someone said I look like a hippie due to my beard and moustache. All I can say is "Go talk to my friend James!" - he is a real hippie. He has a Pink Floyd t-shirt older than he is, his hair is about 3 feet long, and he loves koolaid (<koolaid-man>ooooooooh yeah!</koolaid-man>). He is a real hippie.

<table width=100%><tr><td style="background: transparent url(http://64digits.com/users/DesertFox/header_line.PNG) repeat-x scroll 0%; width:100%; height: 24px;"><h2 style="color:black">Death!</h2></td></tr></table>Gah, my roommate, he's been my roommate for 1 week, and he's already gotten me in trouble with the DMCA (Digital Millennium Copyright Act) but it turns out that I'm home free (hopefully) because the offending item is actually already owned by my roommate, and had been deleted from my harddrive. I'm still going to kill him though.

Peace out!