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a room upstairs - 2000-07-25
Just kind of sitting around, watching wrestling, burning CDs... I feel like I should be about two years younger than I really am... I am having a nice time, though. Wrestling is only bearable maybe once a month now, and I am burning CDs for two of my most favourite people in the whole, wide world. It has been generally a pretty nice day, all in all... Maybe a little annoying this morning, but I was tired and grumpy, so I was not really in control of myself... And my recollection of the period in question is already a little fuzzy. I received some wonderful snail mail today (I receive snail mail more than e-mail, for what it's worth...) At about one thirty this afternoon I would have rather puked than spent nine hours at work, but then I went to the mailbox, and it magically made me better (and no, it wasn't my tuition bill). I had something to read, read again, respond to, and inspire me in six different ways... And that, coupled with a frustrating floor scrubbing, working morb to a sweat and a visit from fishy made today perhaps one of the better days I've had at work in months. Reminiscent of last summer, when every shift was fun and exciting... Anyhow, I'm not into the spill-my-guts thing tonight, I was just checking in. Tomorrow I'm moving into a new home, I think... I'll keep you posted.
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