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another kind of me

a trip through me


tuesday, january 13, 1998, 03:05

another day, not really even worth getting up this morning.

cleaned up the theatre a bit. tried to clean the office. a daunting task, to be sure. it's going to take a full day, i'm sure, and already the days are numbered. must take a trip downtown to exchange the pipes that i had mis-ordered, which means getting a car which means getting in touch with people, which means tracking them down, which means... i don't know what it means.

did some web work, which was okay. for some reason, my heart isn't really into it. maybe it's the realization that i'm not really too good at design. i think i'm okay in terms of execution, but they have programs to do that kind of thing these days. Also, that writing thing i can swing, but to what extent.

looks like it's time to re-examine those future plans yet again.

ah, and my family's new computer just showed up, which means that i'm going to have to go home and set it up for them, which is about 8 hours of transportation time alone, plus the time at home. i was thinking perhaps an early morning, get home, leave that night thing. maybe.

and as my eyes close, i realize that it's now time for me to get to sleep.

i'm really getting sick of having to sleep in a sweater. brrr.


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