I can't feel my legs - Another long day in the grease pits for stevie b. Ahh, what can you do. Money is money. design stuff - I made this the other day. I don't feel all that talkative so this is going to be the end of this entry. Ok, nevermind, here it is. lost whispers - I haven't updated this site recently. I would say sorry, but to tell you the truth I'm not. I've started so many of these sites, all with big ambitions. However, I never have to drive to finish through with my projects. I'm not quite sure if this problem stems from something as simple as me being lazy or from something deep like an instinctual urge to deficate on my web sites when they last for longer than a month. Either way it doesn't matter - I'm updating this site daily until I start college. I made this weird background for a friend of mine. sketches - I finally added sketches to the art page. I know I suck at drawing, but it is so damned amusing I can't stop myself. This update is dedicated to the best killercheeseball cd cover - I made this a couple days ago for a creative writing class. While we have yet to actually do any "creative writing," it is still an amusing class. web design contest - Short on content, but the design of my web design contest entry makes up for any content shortcomings. music - Weeeeeeeeeee, PJ Harvey rocks my world. My friend got me hooked on her... *drool* Time passes and I can only sit and watch. Steve-o. Lyrics - Added a bunch more songs to the lyrics section! Yah for boredom! Graphic - I made this randomly today. Yah for Boredom! Steve-o. Washington D.C. - I leave for the national capitol on the 18th at around 9pm. It is gonna be quite awesome I believe. For some reason though I've developed a fear of flying. I used to only be afraid of elevators because I couldn't control them. Maybe I'm slow, but I just realized that I don't have any control whatsoever over airplanes either. Just totally creeps me out. I value life too much to just leave it in someone else's hands. Either that or I'm just a big wimp. 'Meh, I don't really care. Live - I have some suddent urge to listen to all the Live albums over and over and over again. Every now and then I get on these really weird kicks. Last week it was listening to "At the Drive-in" over and over and over... I wonder what is next? Hmmm, some NIN sounds fun about now. Till whenever. Barfmen. Easter - Damn...I'm pissed! No basket?! Argggg, there is always next year. :( Damn Easter Bunny better not forget Steve next year or I might need to make an example out of him/her/it. Poetry - I've been on some weird poetry kick lately. Added another poem or two to the writings section. I honestly can't remember how many. Give me a break, it's 2 am. Tackleberry - I don't like it when people die. David Graf, a character actor best known for playing the overzealous officer Tackleberry in the "Police Academy" movies, died Saturday of a heart attack while attending a family wedding in Arizona. He was 50. There is nothing left to say. Steve. Lyrics - Song titled Randomness added to the complete random listing of lyrical goodness. I need a life - It's official. I'm going to try and get a life. After millions of comments like, "Steve, get a life!" I'm finally going to follow their advice. Don't worry, I'll still update this site, if not more. Now how do I go about getting a life? Steve. Soccer - Ha! Betcha didn't know I played soccer too. We won our game 3-0 tonight. I played decent, and got my first assist of the season. I feel really dumb now because my foot hurts like a mother. I can't have some cool injury like a broken leg/arm...I gotta hurt my foot like a little wuss boy. Email - Some guy...I won't reveal any names (yet) sent me this tonight: For some reason, your website is extremely great (I'm not talking about the rap thing, I'm talking about the pumagod site in general) and sadly I find myself looking at it to check on the rap or junk boys and then looking at other stuff for extended periods of time. Two questions. How do you have time to do so much stuff? and Why is it so great? I have come to the conclusion that you are not only a comedic genius, but that you should be locked up in an institution for the criminally insane. Btw (note the use of the abbreviation) I trust you enough to not visit certain websites that I was warned not to. Oh, and right now I'm visiting mchawking.com. Stuff . . . Not many people will understand the little nuances inside the email but I'm incredibly amused. Off to dream about women (note that I said women, not woman). Steve.