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Archive for January 2003

tired of the big so-so

On 31 January 2003

I leave for DC today for my board meeting, and although I think it will be a boring-as-hell weekend I am excited about seeing some different scenery for a little while. Especially since it is doubtful whether I will take a big vacation this year, due to a general temporary microeconomic (ie, my own personal […]

loaded guns and ladies of the night

On 29 January 2003

Hey everybody, let's put on an avant-garde show! Extra arms will not solve your problems. Yesterday I had a bit of a getting-home adventure, because I wanted to go directly to pick up my new glasses,* which necessitated getting off the train at Bryn Mawr and then taking the surprisingly speedy Peterson bus over there. […]

beautiful for spacious

On 28 January 2003

VARIOUS SENSESSmell: It was a day of Bad Smells at work. The whole hallway smelled of natural gas, to the point where I actually wondered if I should alert Security, because it seems like a gas leak in a giant office building would spell big trouble, with a capital KA-BLAM! The elevator had this horrible […]

Aeacus, son of Zeus

On 27 January 2003

NON-CHRONOLOGICAL ORDER, BECAUSE TIME IS JUST A USEFUL ILLUSION ANYWAY, AT LEAST ACCORDING TO THE HARE KRISHNA KID I MET AT BELMONT AND CLARK THREE YEARS AGORight now I am drinking a huge paper cup of green tea. I feel like crap and I believe my appearance matches up with that somatic reality. Dressed for […]

jinx you owe me a coke

On 24 January 2003

HI-HO EVERYBODY, WELCOME TO MY YARD-SALE BRAINWho would want this box of used underwear? Who would want a broken Sit-N-Spin? A complete set of those abridged Reader's Digest novels? Stuffed dog with only one eye? My thoughts are all dusty and cast-off today. I feel like I am sitting out here at the yard sale, […]

very very necessary

On 22 January 2003

I AM CHIRPING ALONG WITH CORIN TUCKER RIGHT NOW WITH MY OFFICE DOOR CLOSEDNext weekend I will be in Washington, DC, for a board meeting. Aren't I just such a grown-up? I am staying right downtown, and although I will be trapped in a hotel for an entire Saturday and schmoozing at a dinner that […]

expertly beaten up by the Secret Police

On 21 January 2003

Yesterday was all about eels. Remember? Man, you never remember anything. Anyway, today is a new day, and today is all about hot dogs and sausages. Same vague shape but a VERY DIFFERENT STORY, since the last time I checked they don't serve eels at the ballpark. (Such a long bun it would be!) First […]

“oh no,” she said emphatically. “never that.”

On 20 January 2003

THERE SURE ARE A LOT OF EELS AROUND HERE LATELYSunday, January 19. LT and I are snuggling in bed, where I remained nearly all that day, because nothing makes my bones turn to jelly and my mind to mush quite like a Sunday. I hate Sundays. They cause despair. You know that work is right […]

the turkey was indeed following me

On 17 January 2003

LIST OF INTRIGUING TRASH IN MY ALLEY THIS MORNING, FOR REAL, WHY WOULD I LIETwo toilets, one white, one pinkA giant sock (really, really big husky-sized sock)Some sort of hockey-based board game (?)Incredibly ugly lamp, no shadeBroken menorah (looks like it was run over by a car)Empty box for some sort of snackcake called “Raisin […]

the man with the Satan Hair

On 16 January 2003

THIS ENTRY WILL PROBABLY NOT BE VERY ENTERTAINING, BUT IT NEEDS TO BE THIS WAY, BECAUSE THERE IS A WHOLE GARBAGE BARGE OF STUFF IN MY HEAD THAT NEEDS PURGING, SO IF YOU WANT TO BAIL THAT'S COOL, BUT IF YOU WANT TO STAY YOU SHOULD PROBABLY PUT YOUR COVERALLS AND WORK GLOVES ON BECAUSE […]