I have no idea who
I'm certain I'd have met
I'm not really sure why
I'm sure I mortally offended
I remember
I don't know what I was thinking when I added
I met
The last time I saw
When I think back about my time in Australia, I inevitably remember one of the happiest weeks of my life: staying at
His sister, by the way, is a hottie. Just thought I'd mention that.
I met
Little known fact: my parents read my journal. They don't post, though: see
I can't really read
Apparently,
Matthew's a trucker these days.
I have one of
I spoke to

To paraphrase Jules Siegel, Who the hell is
Last time I saw
Seriously, I met Chris at Lazy Bear a few years back. I still hold up hopes that we'll go to a Bob Mould show and have crazed weasel sex afterwards someday. I love his writing and still feel that I've pissed him off for all eternity with a couple of posts about Apple computers. Fuck.
I love
I think
Having left the Mozilla project in 2001, I enjoy keeping up with the latest and greatest from the OSS community. Hence
Other than one or two IMs, I haven't spoken with
It scares me that
I don't know who the hell
I know