7/29/05
My day started on a bright note. I got into work and learned that instead of just working a half day that I was going to take the full day off. Yes there was some internal panic and stuff but fuck it. Nethack wasted away the empty hours and Spot kept coming by to see if I was still alive. When I wasn't playing Nethack, I was squirting the shower with the anti-mildew stuff to get rid of the remainder of the infection. Turns out that the folding bikes that I was looking at for the past month have a weight limit of 230 pounds. So much for me. What the hell am I going to do when I get another bike and can't lock it up inside a garage or elsewhere?
My day started on a bright note. I got into work and learned that instead of just working a half day that I was going to take the full day off. Yes there was some internal panic and stuff but fuck it. Nethack wasted away the empty hours and Spot kept coming by to see if I was still alive. When I wasn't playing Nethack, I was squirting the shower with the anti-mildew stuff to get rid of the remainder of the infection. Turns out that the folding bikes that I was looking at for the past month have a weight limit of 230 pounds. So much for me. What the hell am I going to do when I get another bike and can't lock it up inside a garage or elsewhere?
Thursday night I had a dream but there's not enough left to type in this entry. I should've turned on the computer and started writing in notes, even if they were piecemeal, so I'd have something for this evening's submission.
