If you couldn't connect earlier today to davedash.com it was due to some technical difficulties. Like these aliens came down in a spaceship and stole davedash.com, okay? That's pretty technical, eh?

Thanks to Scott Hughes who noticed this.

My parents visited me this Saturday. It was nice. I ate good food and slept in a nicely airconditioned hotel. I'm almost 20.

The Dead Can Dance broke up last year. I found that out today. That makes me sad, because I love their music. Supposedly they are working on Solo Projects. Which is good, because I think they are both very talented. Dead Can Dance makes me face the day every morning. Dead Can Dance and Allegra. Allegra helps me not sneeze so often.

I'm okay. Better than okay.

Networking is really cool. A friend of mine on this floor, Erin, is interested in researching education. So I emailed the professor I worked for and asked him if he knew of anybody who was working on Educational Policy or something. Well within an hour my friend recieved a response from a professor interested in meeting her... now if only I could get in on working for some AI thing at the Beckman.

I've got this need to run away from people for a while. I think I'm getting out of line. I also just need a place to go to get things done. I think I need an office.

I need an office that's like all hideout and underground and stuff. Everything would like be hidden in the walls and then with a touch of a button like all these cool panels and screens would appear.

According to Sophia I'm the floor pimp. People visit our room a lot. I'm Sophia's eternal boyfriend (eternal... sounds like some Dead Can Dancish type of stuff). I'm also missed. What more could I want. Other than that my room would be clean and to have time for my class work (I don't mind doing it, actually).

My parents are visiting this weekend. So that should be a barrel of fun... once I wash down all the lewd comments on my door and white board.

Damn you cruel sun! Why must you fill the five-day weather forcast for Champaign-Urbana?

So today I tried sleeping in a Allen's computer lab since it's insufferably warm in any non-airconditioned space. I failed. There was a mob of people goofing around on Yahoo chat, the lights were too bright and the floor was uncomfortable.

Chat rooms crack me up. People spend hours and hours in them trying to 'meet' 'people.' Then there's cybersex. Listen to Love Line with Dr. Drew if you want to know about that. Then there's the people who think they've formed some type of relationship. It's a bunch of fantasy mixed in with reality. Then again, this could be just me being closed minded. I mean, maybe this is the next level of dating. Like how email replaces postal mail. Cyberdating via chat rooms replaces person-person contact.

Dan Lavenda visited me yesterday. I think more people should do as such. Just stop by for a half hour or so and enjoy yourselves.

Yesterday we had a party for my good friend, Neelan Mayenkar and this other guy named Rakesh. Neal's Birthday is actually tomorrow. I think...

My cold is mostly gone. I just have that lingering cough that doesn't want to go away. My eye seems to be doing okay too. I'm not sure what it's up to, but it hasn't been waking me up in the middle of the night at least.

That's all the update you get for now... I've been away for a good deal of time from my computer. I think that means I need Oxygen.