so last night at work wee all get in a discussion about the meaning of life, mainly my ” the meaning doesnt matter, its the experience” and sampsons “its just a game, you can win at it” being the 2 major conclusions. i say he’s wrong because you allways get do overs and restarts and multiple lives and such. i hate when people try and get a philisophical and preachy, happens alot in this town, even when im just trying to give them their damn pizza. today i will ride bicycles, change oils, consider consuming some various goods, and then start begging and such for apple progs such as adobe stuff and final cut [i had a good connection lined up, but now i need osX/panther shit i guess, damned progress] my body is in some sort of inner turmoil from the trip still and is producing all sorts of odd new smells, something in austin changed the natural ordors of my body, and im quite perplexed, i think its the recyclked ditch water, never in my life have i tasted such horrible water, you could smell the dirt in it while showering, i couldn’t even finish a single glass of the stuff, vile…