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14 March 2001

4:55 PM: It's Blorsday, isn't it? Oh dear, and my laundry is coming for tea, too. Better get started on the pink roast.

I have been up since a long time ago. Except I was asleep for a little while. I was dreaming about database schmeas. This is not nearly as much fun as dreaming about really funny cute girls, like I did on Sunday. (I woke myself up because I was laughing out loud in my sleep - can't beat that with a tuning fork.)

I remember a week or so ago the poll on Slashdot was, How long was your last coding jag? And I was thinking, Oh I don't do that anymore. Ha ha ha. I'm so wacked. Wackyed. Walleyed. Troutish. Oh we have fun. Don't we? Yes we do.

8:51 PM: Yay! Hey! Throwing Muses are playing in May! And Kristin Hersh is doing three solo shows to boot! And I get to have lunch with them! It's so nice of them to do something like this for my birthday. Oh, you shouldn't have, how thoughtful! Wheee. I just ordered her new CD the other day, along with way too many others that I couldn't even name right now. Sleep deprivation, credit cards, and the Web: unsafe at any speed.

So spinach salad from Pasta Pomordorko. Not bad. Are they actively evil or just icky? Ick I can live with. I needed something green that wasn't growing in my refrigerator or inside my head. These dumb Auntie Expectorant pills are making me more stuffed up. This is of benefit because ... ???

Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.

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