i’ve been /’d

Thyla and I worked on a secret project that ended up on slashdot (news for nerds. stuff that matters.). How cool is that? 🙂
Illiad (writer/cartoonist for UserFriendly) was so impressed, he is putting us up on the daily static. now is that rad or what:)

geeks on the loose (or how UserFriendly conquered San Jose)
Now that Linux World Expo has come and gone, my head has stopped hurting and I have worked through my hangover, so it’s safe to talk about LWE.

Linux World Expo, is in which all things that are Linux, was shown to the general public. Seminars on Linux security, training and installation was yours for a low low price of 300 dollars. I on the other hand am a cheap wench, and got the free exhibitors only pass and spent time schmoozing and yucking it up with all the other Ufies.

Where to begin, where to begin.

Basically, if it were not for Linus’ keynote speech Tuesday afternoon, i may not have learned /anything/. While there were many many new cool things (such as VA Systemspre-installed linux machines and Linnea, the embedded Linux hardware), I unfortunately spent much of my time getting to know all the lovely people from Userfriendly as well as drinking.

Did I mention drinking?

It started at Pizza A-Go-Go Tuesday afternoon and didn’t stop until after we left the IDG Open Book party nearly 12 hours later. Slashdot (along with Andover) hosted the “Get Sloshed with Slashdot” party and with free Guinness and Harps abound (which makes for PERFECT Black/Tans). I think it’s best that I just list the more interesting of the events:


  • Signing Iambe’s left boob “Lisha was here” at the UF booth
  • Flashing Iambe in front of everyone at the UF Booth
  • Getting hugged by Illiad (he gives the best hugs!)
  • doing the wave before Linus’ keynote.
  • doing the conga at the get sloshed with /. party
  • Noting that geeks cannot:
    • dance
    • tell jokes
    • approach girls
  • being chased around the courtyard by arcterex
  • swapping email addresses with some guy (now THATS geek luv in the 90’s!)
  • jumping up onto a cement wall, going OVER the wall and landing on my head. *ouch* I flashed all of SJ in the process. (forgot i was wearing a skirt). Much ado about nothing as I stumbled up with some kind Ufie males help and we sauntered off to the IDG Open-book party.
  • Ice, telephone cords and my bra bring new meaning.
  • Standing on the corner swapping spit with various Ufies left and right. (names will not be given to protect the innocent)
  • alpha testing
  • being “sold” to Moe for a carton of GPC’s
  • being sold again to another Ufie for a 2 liter of coke and strawberry charleston chew (me thinks my pimp is being to “generous” with my services)
  • Flirting with a greg dulli look alike (he has a thing for tall leggy brunettes)

This was just Tuesday night, by the way. 

All and all a good time was had by all. Hugs and kisses went around to everyone as we all cried because of the friendships that were instantly formed and the bondage that was increased threefold by our presence.

I miss everyone very much. Looking forward to Atlanta Linux Showcase in October to see everyone and rile up Atlanta with our antics.

which brings me too —

moving on up

I finally made a fucking decision on where I’m moving to in Virginia.

After a marathon long conversation with my friend Graham (British, tall and a geek *drool*) we started out with me bitching and ranting about making a decision and ended up with him talking me through installing WindowMaker .60 (the poor machine couldn’t handle me not touching it for so long, i ended up wiping it and installing Mandrake Linux). However, with him (as it is for me) school is a big factor in this and as Old Dominion University already gave me the green light on attending, which way was I supposed to go?

Obviously up. many many many people have been subjected to my wild mood swings as it were as i couldn’t, for the life of me, make a concrete decision. Iambe almost had me half moved to Vancouver, until the powers that be (namely my own conscious) decided that I had to go to Virginia.

There are many many many reasons why I choose Virginia, but, regardless of it all, the main one is my absolute need to be in the eastern time zone again. I have no idea /why/ this is to be so, but, even though I got accepted to many other fine institutions across the country, ODU and Virginia (and not forgetting my best friend is whom I’m going to be bunking with).

The Lisa Caravan pulls out of Oakland on October 8th (roughly) and landing in Atlanta on the 12th. There I will meet up with other Ufies as we prepare to party like it’s 1999 (wait! it is 1999!!) for ALS. I’m also going to be meeting someone very special in Atlanta (i’ll be bringing the whipped cream and cellophane for sure) and hopefully for once things will go right.

but this is me we are talking about here so probably not.

however, i’m very confident that i’ll see as much of ALS as I did LWE.

and this will be a good thing.

mein inneres gehört ihnen immer.
nicht überhaupt vergessen sie das.
ich leibe dich.


i keep coming back

on July 16th 1998, i had made the decision while at work one day to start doing an on-line journal. this wasn’t anything really new to me, other than the fact that i had been writing and posting my journals on and off for about 3 years before that. however, i never had any continuity or any real schedule — but it was time to change that.

i had been browsing the web on and off and finding similar sites and decided i could indeed write not only better but more productive than those who were doing it already.

on that day, i sat down and wrote my first entry and thusly the lisa chronicles were born.

in that year, i’ve shared a lot with those who have come here. the site initially was getting about 25 hits a day (normal for me back then when random people would find it) to over five times the traffic now. i started a counter later on that month and as you can see, nearly 15k worth of unique hits have hit my site. now i’m getting 5x the traffic along with nearly a 100 people subscribed to the mailing list as well. several hundred people eagerly await, daily, for any words or tidbits that i may dish up. sometimes i’ve been silent for a few weeks and others i’m posting several times a day.

my site has been recognized by other sites as being unique and one of a kind. and while people, in the “scene” had known about me for years via “simunye” and my exploits around the web, new people were coming and liking me for what was presented here and not for any past rumors that they may have heard. one night when i was in Memphis, mike and i were at taco bell. i had been drinking and was lollygagging around in the ‘stang, when i had commented “I will forever be known as an on-line diarist”. and then i had said it with such disdain and contempt. the next day, i got an invitation from The Unreal World to apply on being a member (and no, i haven’t heard back from them yet).

i suppose there are many worse things than being known as an on-line diariest. i could be a crackwhore, but i suppose that is beside the point. in the last year i’ve cried, bragged, loved, lost, took chances, became frustrated, just basically lived. in my own hindsight, i no longer read others journals and i no longer read my own. why? because in the past when i had become enamored of a site such as mine, it became a tossup of whether i was living my life or i was living through them. i started having memories of things i knew didn’t happen but my own involvement within that site made me think i did. Or maybe it was my split personality Sam who thought so, who knows.

Regardless, thank you.

Thank you for everything. The next year proves to be even more exciting as I’m finally getting my supple young ass off the west coast and move back east (confirmed and set for October). I love you guys, even if you are all just big big freaks.


My friend Dan (he’s a big freak) asked me one day to make a wav saying “You’ve got mail”. And so I did:

mmmmmmmm……you’ve got mail
mmmmmmmm……you’ve got oral

The second file was generated for Pawl, who also asked me to do the chorus to James Brown’s “Sex Machine”. That file won’t get put up.


I’ve been slacking, I know, however, taking a cue from several people, if you click on lisa above in the above nav bar, you’ll learn even more about me than you ever wanted to know. but it is slightly amusing.


Back in early July, I started a club on yahoo!. and it’s been pretty amusing. go join in the fray and sign up worship me some more — you know the usual stuff. i’m on as g0desslike. that shouldn’t surprise you.


and lastly, i’ve been thinking, with all the changing going on around here, the name of the site will no longer be “The Last Word: The Lisa Chronicles” but “Girl Extraordinary: The Lisa Chronicles”. And just where does the word “Girl Extraordinary” come from? Simple:

By Afghan Whigs

I know a girl, extraordinary
Suggested something, unsanitary

The rest of the words are located on the whigs site. What can I tell you, Greg Dulli is god. And that song is so me. So is “What Jail Is Like” from the album “Gentlemen”. If you are planning on getting any cds soon, I so highly recommend that one and 1965. I’ve converted so many people to Whigism. I own.


I will be at LinuxWorld Expo August 9-12th. I’ll be meeting a bunch of ufies as well as just hanging out. In October, I’ll be heading to the Linux Showcase in Atlanta, again hanging with Ufies. Y’all come and find me, kk?


And finally, in the spirit of the 1st Anniversary of The Lisa Chronicles, I was thinking of regging the domain name girlextraordinary.xxx (xxx stipulating whatever TLD i choose: com, org or net) and using that for the basis of journals instead of simunye.org. Any ideas?Thoughts?


It’s time for a change, and while the nick Simunye will always be associated with me, it’s time for something new. hell, i need to pay for
iwubpawly.org still, but that is another story 😀

i want feedback on this 🙂


And I’ll leave you with these words:

What Jail Is Like
By The Afghan Whigs (of the album Gentlemen)

I’ll warn you, if cornered, I’ll scratch my out of the pen
Wired, an animal, the claustrophobia begins
You think I’m scared of girls, well maybe but i’m not afraid of you
You want to scare me then you’ll cling to me no matter what i do
Tell you a secret, they shared a needle once or twice
i loved her, she loved me, we slept together a couple of times
you think i’m proud of this, well maybe but the shame you never lose
infatuated with a lunatic and cornered by the muse
and it goes down every night
this must be what jail is really like
and i will scratch my way out of this pen
lonely? maybe or maybe not at all
depends your idea your image your definition of a friend
if what your shoveling is company then I’d rather be alone
resentment always goes much further than it was supposed to go

ich liebe dich.
ihr inneres und mein inneres immer zusammen