updating is pointless, no?

i'm not sure if it's better to update continuously, or to actually put some thought into the post but post less often. feedback would be great.

i was surfing the interweb yesterday and came across an add for my yahoo personals column (wise guys). HILARIOUS! and that stupid photograph that is supposed to represent me (the used car salesman one) is a part of it. damn, that's dorky. at least my name is patrick decker (am i supposed to let that out of the bag? **looks around to make sure i'm not attacked for giving terrible advice**) and no one has any idea. funny to see, though. wonder what the exposure is like.

my mom's computer got fried the other day, possibly by the electrical storm. she took it in to a computer place and he told her it would cost $400 to fix... ummm... dell has brand new systems, with a monitor, for $449. annoying. anyway, she wanted me to call and just talk about the specifics, so i did, and it's a guy i went to highschool with! hilarious! he was the biggest nerd of all time, and i don't say that lightly. he was a nice guy, but classic nerd. dandruff, weird old blue sweaters, bad glasses, massive acne, and LOVED computers. he was in the A/V club. when i was in grade 4 or 5, we hung around a bit. i would go to his house and play on his commodore 64. in highschool, i'd say hi to him and stuff, i wasn't a jerk, and didn't make fun of people, so when i called him and said "is this bob, who went to central?" and he said "yeah". i said, do you remember me, it's fergus? and he went... "fergus... hmmm... i'm not sure". LIKE HE WAS FLIPPING THROUGH ALL THE FERGUS'S HE KNEW! it was HILARIOUS! dude, it's okay, we're grown men. i knew you. it's cool. you're fixing computers at Frankie's in Stratford, that's great. why are you pretending not to know me!?

so i said, yeah, it's you, we hung out in grade 5, playing commodore 64 at your place. He said "yeah, and look where i am now". that was sad. i wanted to tell him i was a big unemployed loser too, so we could commiserate, but i thought i'd let it slide. people are strange. but lovable.

hinto keeps calling me while i'm out, and i want to tell him that i have a cell phone, but he knows that, so i'll write this.

took in two teacher's apps today, and got lost at both york and U of T. york is a fucking disaster, architecturally. it looks like it was thrown together by kids with giant blocks of bland shitty toys from different depression eras.

two down, one to go.

no word on the job.