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Archive for March 2000

you know you want it

On 13 March 2000

I have to interview someone tomorrow. I'm scared. I don't know how to do this! Never mind that I'm sort of misanthropic in general. People, yuck! Talking to them! Asking them questions about their lives! Ick!Being a department director would be easier if someone else would just staff my ranks with wonderful, talented, funny, smart […]

love it or leave it (uh, can I go now?)

On 8 March 2000

Yee haw, crisis after crisis. One of my journals has next to no copy for the next issue. Hmmm. Maybe we could just publish a bunch of pretty pictures or something. Or how about, “The Best of Diaryland!”Somehow I don't think that's going to cut the mustard (I love that phrase. What mustard?) in the […]

the great chain of being

On 7 March 2000

I like to watch the construction of this giant building that's going on outside my window. A giant crane is silently (from my vantage point) hauling up giant slabs of concrete to the very top of this skyscraper, and they are somehow being maneuvered into place and being stuck to the side of the building. […]

because I'm the taxman

On 6 March 2000

Went to the taxman and we have to PAY, $800 dollars and change to the IRS. Blah! Although I'm not as pissed as I could be…the only reason we have to pay is because of capital gains and our stocks/mutual funds doing so well. So I shouldn't complain about giving the government its cut, in […]

there's a place in france, where the ladies wear no pants

On 3 March 2000

Last night I signed up for a Middle Eastern belly dancing class. They'll probably send me away and tell me to go get a belly first. I'm no stick, but neither am I anything like the ample rounded dancers we witnessed in Egypt. Which is kind of a funny story…LT and I wanted to see […]

take off your pants, mister!

On 2 March 2000

I would like to see Al Gore naked. I don't know why I thought of this (maybe because it's a real imaginative stretch…Al Gore seems sort of PERMANENTLY clothed), but now it's becoming a running joke in our house. LT knows that whenever I'm watching television and he hears “Take off your pants!” from the […]