11/25/02 6:49 PM ~ Luke
Mood_Meah <‡> Ear Input_Tool: Sober <‡> Plotting_Simpsons

The Simpsons are on in ten minutes, so this will be brief. Apparently this Friday Bam and Steve-O are doing a show at Streeters in Traverse City, fuck yeah! So of course we will be there, and I imagine most of the crew from Cadillac who are in town for Thanksgiving will also be in attendance. So Caddy, if you haven't heard about this yet, you've just been informed. This so happens to fall on the same night as the token Redes party, but I'm sure that both events will be hit.

I love being in debt, it makes me feel like an American. The plan was simple, buy Dave Matthews tickets, and then sell them for more money. Of course, as most things go in Luke's life, it didn't work quite as planned. Whether it be the logistics of the tour, or demand in general the tickets simple aren't selling like I'd hoped. Yeah, so if anybody out there needs Dave Matthews tickets to the United Center in Chicago, or the Pepsi Arena in Albany, NY, or Assembly Hall in Champaign, IL I'll sell them to you for face value or less.

I have a tag board layout that I'm working on for the new site, it should be cool. I might have to reformat the site design because I want it to appear on the main page. Else I can just load it into the middle following suit to the other elements of the current design. Or I could load into a new browser window, doesn't matter all that much. What do you guys want? Yeah, it's feedback time. As for me, I'm going to watch "The Relic" and do some more mind numbing homework, <sigh>, Christmas break is almost here.

11/23/02 1:46 AM ~ Luke
Mood_Bored <‡> Ear Input_Thursday: Cross out the Eyes <‡> Plotting_Sex

My children, Luke's Domain has provided you all with free entertainment for a very long time now. And I'm grateful for every hit that I get. For you guys are the reason this site even exists! But it is time to give back just a little. You can get the whole low down by clicking on the above PayPal donate link. However, I'll just lay it all out for you now. Here's the deal, I only need 5 dollars a month! With that money I could open my own domain (ie www.lukesdomain.com) Now I know you're like well big deal, it's just a url. However, with my own domain comes unlimited webspace, unlimited data transfer, and support for CGI, ASP, Perl, and SQL databases. So basically I could turn this into a kick ass site full of interactive things for all you jerks to mess around with. 5 dollars a month doesn't sound like much, but I'm so broke that it's basically a mortgage to me. Hooray for college! Anyway, all it would take is one person a month to turn this into an awesome site. Or a couple people, giving even a dollar. Come on, it's just a dollar. Now I'm not trying to bitch and pressure people here, but your spare change could make a difference on this site. I'll prolly do something special for those who do donate, like make fun of them. Or make some weird flash animation about them, I know you want to. Donations can be sent via PayPal to deloose3@hotmail.com Chances are nobody will donate, but at least consider it, thank you.

Ok, on to the rest of the post. It's Martinez's birthday today, wooo Martinez. Tonight we'll be rolling to her house to boot off the evening. After getting toasted there, we'll roll to Sarah's place and continuing drinking in a college fashion. So now I have three reasons to get really really wasted tonight:
  1) It's Martinez's birthday.
  2) It's Central-Western weekend.
  3) Sober can't touch being drunk.

Now this whole plan is assuming that I won't already be drunk from tailgating prior to the game today. So much beer, so little time. So w00t to beer. Holy crap do I have something special in store for all of you. All that I'll tell you for now is that it involves Steve and I, and a whole lot of pissed off people. You can sit on that for awhile, but trust me when I tell you that it's hilarious. As per general stuff, I'm asking for a digital camera for Christmas. Hopefully I'll get it because I'm not asking for anything else besides money. With camera in hand I'll be able to capture the insanity of living with 4 other morons and then pass that insanity on to all of you. Whatever, it'll be good. Um, I'm getting laid now, so I'll talk to all you later. Peace out my children.

11/20/02 3:02 AM ~ Luke
Mood_Burnt <‡> Ear Input_Paul Oakenfold: Superbooster <‡> Plotting_Sleep

We're nearing a new chapter in American history. Soon our troops will be back in Iraq, most likely some will not return. Their sacrifices are made to ensure we can sleep in our warm beds and drink beer until we inevitably vomit all over ourselves. We should all be ashamed of our inadvertent disregard of these freedoms we take for granted. So yeah, here's a tear for the twin towers, and here's our fearless President, the one leading our troops into battle.

Yup, there he is. President Bush in all his glory. Looking out over the horizon to plot the best move for America's future. Yes sir, there he is...looking, out over the land....yup. And THE FUCKING LENS CAPS ARE ON!!!! Congratulations are in order, three cheers for Mr. Bush.

Hey what's this? Rob has made his first contribution to the site. Apparently he did this for some stupid computer class, you know the type..."this is a monitor, this is a keyboard, etc." Anyway, I laughed at it, and I think you will to. Check out his comic here. Other site news, I've got the music section up. In the future I might make a link for a live broadcast of what's playing on my winamp. But I doubt any of you would like my music, so I'll save myself the trouble. Also, the posts in Post_Wars are posting in reverse order now, I don't know why but I'll look into it. That's all for now, peace out my children.

11/18/02 12:21 AM ~ Luke
Mood_Content <‡> Ear Input_Prodigy: Poison <‡> Plotting_World Conquest

Somebody hire me, I need work. Being broke sucks and I really don't want to be in its company any longer. I spent the weekend with my girl, kickin it down in Kzoo. My libido feels like a wrinkled sponge with leprosy and a personality disorder. Ah....thank you Lindsay. Speaking of libidos, I have a young padawan in training. This is my student Matt, and although he comes to me with no prior experience I'll turn him into a bonified boning machine. Below is a hopefully accurate representation of Matt's projected womanizing power.

11/13/02 4:25 AM ~ Luke
Mood_Tired <‡> Ear Input_Ryry sleeping <‡> Plotting_Sleep

Blah blah, I'm tired so this won't be entertaining, so you could really just stop reading now if you want. I got the Bio page up, it's not all that cool yet but I'll add crap to it as I go along. Uh, um...hmm. Yup, that's it. Here's a conversation with Steve, it's all I've got.

Steve goes to MSU, a pinnacle of education. Congrats on your climb to the top of literacy mountain there Stevie.

11/09/02 3:34 PM ~ Luke
Mood_Confused <‡> Ear Input_Paul Oakenfold <‡> Plotting_Food

I'd just like to inform everybody that I woke up this afternoon, checked my site and went, "Hey! Who the hell posted on my site? . . . . . . . . . .<brain deciphers the mystery> . . . . . Wait...I think I did?!?" Yes that's right ladies and gentlemen, I have no recollection of writing that post last night. I'm just surprised to see that it's not all gibberish. Oh well, I'm not in jail, I didn't get married, and I don't have any tattoos. So I guess no harm was done. Three cheers for too many beers!

11/09/02 6:12 AM ~ Luke
Mood_Drunk <‡> Ear Input_Taproot: Day by Day <‡> Plotting_Sleep

Well kids, what can I say? I'm really drunk, you don't even know how many times I've revised this post to make it coherent. Hooray for spell check is all I have. Guess what; drunken pictures of the night are on their way soon. The night started off so lame, doing absolutely nothing at all, just sitting. But at around 12:30am I decided that this was simply unacceptable, so I wandered off to Nicki's place. Where I consumed a load of vodka, popuv is my fucking hero ladies and gentlemen. We drank for a number of hours before deciding that a trip to the local casino was necessary. Ike, Jared, and I stumbled into said casino in the hopes of riches. Jared started out by losing 15 bucks at the craps table...is it craps? I don't know. Maybe it's crapes, or some French hebejebe. After his 2 minute race to the loser's circle, I decided blackjack was the only way to remedy this. Long story short, I went in with $30 and came out with $85. But not before being threatened by the "pit boss." I was told if I said fuck again that I would be removed from the casino. Now, here is the question. Who the hell is in the casino at 5:30am that would really care about hearing the word fuck? Exactly, nobody fucking cares. "Rawr! I'm the pit boss, watch your language son." Well I watched it all the way to the change booth as I walked out with some of the damn Indian's money. Gambling rules when you win. Now I have more money to combat my staggering credit card bill. So now it's almost 6:30am, I'm still drunk and I have nothing to do other than write this post. Good night, and I won some money. No complaints from my end. Today is Kevin's birthday, so happy birthday Kevin! We're going to celebrate by getting sloshed at Sarah's apartment tonight, so I'd best go to sleep so I can have some energy for the next drunken adventure.

It seems that I'm missing a crucial element in all of this, before any of the drunken shenanigans took place, I received a drunken IM from Steve. He was on the sound path to a good Friday night, and I was forced to follow suit. Anyway, here is Steve in all his glory:

11/6/02 1:58 AM ~ Luke 
Mood_Bored <‡> Ear Input_Rammstein: Links <‡> Plotting_GTA: Vice City

I've added a little Zim action to the title image upstairs, I think it looks pretty good. Hey guess who set up a live webcam, yeah that's right. Now rather you just hearing about it, you can actually watch me masturbate. Intrigued? Today was interesting, interesting in the sense that I really didn't do anything yet the day somehow escaped me. Excuse me, that was yesterday. See?!?! I don't even know what day it is anymore. The wonderful period of time between mid-terms and finals when you really stop giving a shit, I feel it. Not much funny lately, I'll try harder. Alcohol will produce the award winning posts, by being sober I'm just not doing my part. I'm letting all of you down, I should stop being so selfish and just get drunk more often. I'll start doing my part if you do.

I realize that the quote of the day is quickly become the clip of the week's counterpart in the sense that they're definitely not updated as promised. COTW = my fault  ||  QOTD = your fault. I need more quotes from you guys, I have an ample supply but it will not last forever. So until that happens I'll most likely just be providing a new quote every time I make a new post. Ok, we all have our missions, set hut!

11/02/02 ~ Luke
Mood_woohoo <‡> Ear Input_Darwin's Waiting Room <‡> Plotting_Sleep

Well children the day is upon us, I've been talking about this new design for a while now, and due to various things I've been too busy to sink any time into it. But putting all of that aside, I present to you the new look of Luke's Domain. You'll notice many links are broken, and this is the only page which holds true to the new design. Give me some more time and I'll convert the rest of the site over. As always I'm taking suggestions, hopefully soon I'll be getting some web space of my own here and can implement some cool interactive things for all you assholes to play with. Hooray for geocities...wait, wait...hooray for being a poor college student. Well since this is the first post of the new site, I should start off strong. Last night I was minding my own business when I was attacked by a hailstorm of drunken IM's from some drunken retards...go figure. First off was Ian, now for those of you who know Ian, I'm sorry, but irregardless of Ian's massive personality disorders this still made me laugh my ass off...

Ian was not alone in this belligerence, later that night Benny dropped by as well...

Good job fellas. Well there you have it, alcohol saves another lost soul, <sigh> and I'm sober. Oh well, there's always tonight, yeah, that sounds like the most definitive plan I've had all week. Later my children. . .