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Tuesday, March 09, 2004

Damn, it Feels Good to be a Gangsta...



Things are not going well so far today. After about an hour of mucking around last night I was finally able to install my ADSL modem. I was a bit disappointed in the speed, as it seems as soon as you try to download something, everything else slows down. So, in trying to download the new Walkmen album, I had a hard time seeing what was up on Gawker! I was able to finally get a copy of "Damn it Feels Good to be a Gangsta", by The Ghetto Boys, which I have been waiting to put on the ipod for ages. If any record company wants to sue me, feel free, I have ordered the soundtrack to Office Space to get the song, but it is taking ages since it has to arrive from America. So, went to bed late after catching up on taped TV (the Gilmore Girls was uneventful, the Shins haven't appeared yet). I woke up in the middle of the night with my ankle throbbing (gout). So, I got up early and came in to get some Ibuprofen. 800 mg later, I still have a swollen ankle, and realize that their is a stain on my shirt, which I plan on wearing tonight to go to Otto, where chef James Kidman is cooking us dinner tonight for Flemmo's going away. It's always nice to know the chef... but not nice to show up with a stained shirt. My favorite Mauritian, Ms. S, was nice enough to attempt to take said stained shirt to laundry, but they didn't feel they could do much about it (she also got me yoghurt and a coffee, which is very sweet, but I am afraid Coffee and ibuprofen combination could cause stomach problems.) Hopefully the day will get better.