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Sunday April 01, 2001, 04:31

[ march thirty-first, two-thousand and one, five fifty five in the early evening ]

Currently unable to produce complete thoughts, which is unfortunate. Combination on not being able to think and not having eaten lately and having consumed coffee which has caused me to have to go to the bathroom too many times and keeps my brain moving too rapidly while not actually traveling in any direction. At least not long enough for me to enjoy the trip (that would be a metaphor for thought processes, not an actual trip - although, there is the possibility of an actual trip in the works, or at least buried somewhere in my mind, but it all depends on whether or not I actually want to go to San Francisco right now - you know, a mindset thing).

On the other hand, it could be worse. I could be the gentleman over there trying, with not much success to light his cigar. He puffs and puffs, occasionally pausing for a sip of coffee, looking vaguely forlorn. One match to the tip of the cigar produced a slight ember that subsequently went out. A second match served the same purpose. A lighter did no better. Puffing followed by a slight smacking sound of pursing lips and a slight glow, gone as soon as it was formed. I do not claim to have any working knowledge of cigars other than my own personal experience in smelling them and the passing absorption of the fact that there is supposed to be a high associated with a "good cigar" (defined as such a cigar that can produce such a buzz).

Maybe I am naive. Maybe, just maybe, that is not an actual cigar, but merely an object in a cigar-like casing. If this is the case, then I would be particularly interested in what it is that that man is sucking on, with no fire involved, that would bring him such enjoyment. Or passing contentment. Or something similar.

Maybe I should give up and go get falafel.

[ April first, hours later (and adjusted for DST), four-twenty in the morning ]

Sometimes, things are better alluded to, or made reference to in passing, rather than in full-detail, for detail could never truly recount the experience. Also, it is an hour later than it should be and if I want to wake up tomorrow morning, early, because that is what I am doing these days out of guilt for not having to join the rest of the working world in waking up early, I will tell a brief story in sentences that do not really go together too nicely.

I finished my resume today. I had falafel for dinner. I was bored. Really, really bored. So bored that I was online, thinking that I wanted to do work, but knowing full well that I was not going to and knowing that I needed to go out. I followed a series of web sites and ended up at one that mentioned a band that was playing. I looked at the clock, displayed conveniently at the bottom of my computer screen. The show was to start in forty-five minutes. I left the apartment. I went to the club. They were running late. I went back to the apartment changed to a sweatshirt, got my ear plugs and returned to the club by way of pizza. I watched the show. I felt vaguely alienated at the show (for it seemed that the population of the club consisted of friends and family of said band) and got pushed around a lot by people who were bigger than I was. I imagine that those people are still bigger than I am, but I do not have any proof of this. I left because the band after that band was bad. I went to a friend's show. It was good. I did not go to the bar with my friends after that show. I returned to the apartment (which, in one day's time, will no longer be "my" apartment). I sent email.

Now, I will go to sleep.

The web sure is useful sometimes.

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