Wednesday, October 30, 2002
I realized yesterday while watching my TiVo’d reruns of Soap (funniest line ever: “There are lot of famous gay people…. Plato.” “Mickey Mouse’s dog was gay?” Ok, it’s so much funnier if you see it on the show. It doesn’t translate well, but I actually got a stitch in my side from laughing at that. […]
Tuesday, October 29, 2002
I think work has spazzed out my brain. I’m completely fried. I must be the embodiment of the Peter Principle because it uses up all my smart stuff. I can think of nothing intelligent to say any longer. I’m stymied by the simplest things. Just now, Esteban called me from his cell phone. ‘Have you […]
So now that I’ve got my 500th entry off my ass, I’m feeling pretty good about the diary. You might have noticed that I had been slowing down a bit, inching toward that big number, and that was why. While on the phone with Chauffi one night, I said “Do you realize that my last […]
Nostalgia is a funny thing. It sneaks up on you the older you get. I had lunch with my friend Fern yesterday and she handed me two hand-written poems I had written for her when we were teenagers. One was about the street sweepers that keep Green Bay’s streets clean (they used to scare both […]
Thursday, October 24, 2002
I wrote a big whiny lame entry last night about how stressed I was. I didn’t like it. I didn’t want to post it, but I was in love with a stigmata joke that I made, so I posted it. But honestly, the stigmata joke wasn’t enough to carry the entry. So I killed it […]
Tuesday, October 22, 2002
This morning it occurred to me as I was brushing my teeth that I hadn’t a clue what I was going to wear. That’s unusual, right there. Normally, it gives me a grand sense of security to have my outfit planned to the undergarments and socks. I don’t have a chart or anything, but I […]
Penny and I are sitting in Sports Bar #54 in downtown Green Bay. Around us, fraternity boys in baseball caps with the brims curved just so are playing video golf and drinking Heineken. I didn’t really want to go out drinking but I accepted Penny’s proposition to go to karaoke, where I could drink just […]
Thursday, October 17, 2002
I got a flu shot today. A lady named April came at me with a big fucking needle. And now I have guilt that I just swore up there. But honestly, that’s the most appropriate adjective I can muster when confronted with a needle. And really, it’s appropriate in the Freudian sense as well. Because […]
Wednesday, October 16, 2002
Ok, so just two days after kvetching about too much html in my diary entries, what do I do? Go and take a bunch more pictures. Because I like to make life miserable for myself. And I’m dumb. That’s why. And now I’ve spent the better part of my evening downloading them from the camera, […]
Saturday, October 12, 2002
Have you voted for your favorite banner ad yet? Polls are open until Midnight Saturday, CST. A bit of leftover JournalCon stuff: Even though I’ve got enormous dark circles under my eyes and a nose that seems to go on forever, Kymm’s got apparently the only picture of me at JournalCon where I do not […]
