2001 -- becoming an NCO, PCSing to Okinawa, learning to Scuba Dive, Bridge Benefit XV and Groundworks 2001
2000 -- 12 nights with Pearl Jam and new found friends
1999 -- AIT, Airborne School, and 7 Tori Amos shows
1998 -- PJ in Maui, rebirth, enlistment, BCT
1997 -- The Eolian Harp goes live, My first apartment, officially declared English as a second major, began taping on DAT
1996 -- Met Greg and Tim, began taping
1995 -- finished my year at LMC and began my three years at HSU, began trading bootlegs
1994 -- First surviving journal entries, Graduated High School, began college at LMC

just a few of past year's highlights. 2001 was amazing and there's a good chance it was the best year of my life...but hell, doesn't every year seem like your best? Nostalgia always inflates shit doesn't it?

Picking back through the mess that is the early entires...namely what survived from 1994 through 1996, I've started to clean it up a bit. All I wanted was to catch a quick glimpse but lordy it was just too difficult to wade through single pages of html with lord only knows how many entries. A little while back I came quite close to making the journal structure self sufficient and freestanding, i.e. I could burn it to disc and browse through it all with all the links and images and everything still functional...So now I do my not so periodic stab at organization. I need to download all the live journal entries and "fix" them up too...so far the only automated way I've found of doing this is insufficient. LJ is wonderful for the community it offers and the hands free coding that lets you type, hit post, and wala! Drawback is it sucks eggs for archival purposes...and with the journal as extensive as it is by now, I'm not even considering redesigning it (again!). One more reason to get a paid account and marry my page with the LJ coding I suppose.

But I bore you and me both with this talk...

Here's a newsbit: I went cue ball again on new years eve. Got a haircut I wasn't terribly fond of and considered it an excellent excuse to shave my noggin again. The first time I did it back in summer 00 it was partly for shock value. This time though...gah I wish people would stop commenting about it. I mean, jeesh it's only hair...I'm ugly even with hair so not having any is no big change...and I'm not looking to hook up with anyone out here anyways. Just...how many people are in the position where they can have a respectable job and do stuff like shave yer head for fun? I'm just taking advantage of what I've got. He he.

Beach Bash. 1/1 SFG(A) New Year's Party on the Beach. Bonfire, roast pig, $15 bought all the beer I could drink and I also ended up with not one, but three bottles of champaigne. Do I really need to get into details? I will say that I actually did find myself talking with (what I think was) a cute air force woman alone for a few minutes. That would be, think she was cute, not think she was a she. Didn't seem to go anywhere though...and in both our drunken states that was probably a good thing actually.

I spent new year's day staving off a serious hangover and on a fruitless quest to find my keys. Instead of "Dude! where's my car?" it was, "Dude! where's my car...keys?". Someone eventually turned them into the MP station this morning...and I asked no questions about who or where they were found. Most likely there is a story there and I'd rather be blissfully unaware.

For Christmas...justine sent along some chocolates and a billabong shirt. the candy alone made me gain like three pounds, I'm sure of it. :P Mom and dad got me a really cool underwater camera that I'm still itching to try out...but I think the best thing, really, is my dad's old dive knife. Everytime I pull it out of the sheath to look at it I feel this close kinship to my father. 

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