12:02am :: culling my closet. broke down and got new spring shirt. one old shirt must go.
09:27am :: i went to my homepage because it links to other blogs i like. in the last 9 hours i had totally forgotten i was doing a running blog. there was a disappointing lack of email this'morn.
10:56am :: i vill video blog [decided, fri]. made my first comment on a friend's schmlog [endorsed].... then i realized i stole this "running blog" idea from her bf.... will i give him credit? never!
04:22pm :: just realized a running blog = a regular post, if nobody checks regularly. but then a lack of audience has never stopped me before...
08:51pm :: tried to read, but the beet lady sat behind me on the connector and i kept both ears glued to her conversation about an upcoming wrist surgery.... gupta softly mumbled in the background...
i'm wearing pajamas and sweats, and i go to bed cold.
i have a hot plate next to my bed, and my water is still cold.
i have two down comforters on my bed, and i wake up cold.
what do you think of when you think of flowers??
the left-wing, communist, jewish, homosexual pornographers at nova claim flowers are "all about SEX". in the jurassic period, plants resembled ferns and pines. then the first flowers got it on and the hornily blooming flora beat the rabbits at the own game--comprising more than ninety percent of the world's vegetation today.
thank you to every package catcher in the great stuff free-for-all. today's stationwagon-trunk's worth of goodwill boxes hammered the final nail in this coffin of apartment reclamation! my life is back! tomorrow i begin doing what i was doing 2 weeks ago [candy chart, UB??].... time unfreezes.... as i wait for the next rainy saturday to tackle those obnoxious-but-livable projects like a 49er tackles a mute kimono dragon....
race :: for justice
distance :: 5 kilometers
status :: kompleted
time :: 26.53 [official]
cause :: supporting mn lawyers
stuff addendum :: i feel great. i stopped at four people's houses to unload stuff that had been encroaching on my life. here's hoping it will be useful to them. silly stuff.
i hate stuff.
this weekend i packed stuff, sorted stuff, stacked stuff, threw out stuff, recycled stuff, compacted stuff, rearranged stuff... only to find more stuff.... then i realized what a waste of time stuff is. it's seems important at the time.... it seems like something you'll never live without.... and then you come across a box of every geography assignment from 7th grade.
stuff wastes your time, wastes your space, and wastes your sanity.... i don't want it anymore....
generation[bob] on hiatus through easter sunday.
excuse :: more childhood memories need sorting
reality :: zapped of verbal creativity
in my stead, enjoy these sheep, which coincidentally are good with a zesty ranch dressing.
today i daydreamed that i volunteered at a japanese zen garden.
when i awoke, i didn't know if i was a computer worker day dreaming about zen gardens... or a gardener who was daydreaming about computers.
April is still wet behind the ears. She came in like a lion instead of a liar. The one opportunity I had to make socially acceptable pranks is over and done and I never took advantage of her.... At least that's what I'm claiming when the investigations start-up....