sleep deprived observations august 13th, 2000 and don't you know i don't ever get sleepy? well, that's a lie. it's four-thirtish in the morning and i'm pretty exhausted. but there were a few things i wanted to share with persons who read or do not read or whatever the case may be. firstly, i've been trying to change my email over to a pop3/smtp server that i can use to download messages and save them on my hard drive, since my inorbit.com account is getting pretty full. and i found one at flashmail.com, which seemed to work fine for a couple of days, and then all of the sudden it refuses to acknowledge that i exist, that my password is correct, and that there are probably messages waiting to be delivered to me somewhere out there. i've messaged them twice already and i've heard no response, and so, in disgust, i've signed up for an account with softhome.net, and all seems to be well so far. so if you've been trying to reach me at the other address, you should probably redirect your mail to dkoren@softhome.net. and i still check the alice@inorbit.com account quite regularly, and the only reason i'm changing at all is because of the space issue. if mail.com offered free pop access, i wouldn't even have to change. but ah well. i reformatted my hard drive in order to get my webcam to work today, and so i still have a lot of programs that need to be reinstalled. not that it really matters to any of you, but i figured i'd share anyway. i've finally completed my pitas page! (well, not exactly completed, but at least it is up and ready for public display.) it's pretty much a combination of my old quotes, links, and song-of-the-day pages, because i'm a lazy girl and it makes it a hell of a lot easier to update. at any rate, it's pretty now, and isn't that all that matters? (wow, i'm being superficial tonight - just what *are* they putting in pepsi one these days?) i also remembered that i kept a journal for my creative writing and computers class at governor's school, which means that the diary resurrection i've been working on will not have *quite* a huge gap between 1995 and 1997...i think i just spoke completely in poetry and stories for two years. there are random notes here and there which i plan to publish, but nothing really regular. it's kind of embarrassing at times to record all of this up here. i mean, i was a pretty flaky weird kid. and besides that, now you'll all know about my secret plans to take over the world. so where's the fun in that? i am entirely too tired. i'm going to sleep now before i end up saying something even more stupid than i already have.