Thursday

July 20, 2000

"The truth is not in triumphing. It is merely what remains when everything else has been squandered away."

Ludvík Vaculík, Manifesto of Two Thousand Words

little house moves in, too

Physically: Feeling good, but it is SO hot!!

Meta: I'm running behind on the posting but will catch up!

working but still working on moving

I go to work today, but stop off at the parents first to leave a few things that they have left behind at my house unintentionally and to take them some of the boxes from our storage room.

At work, I don't have any meetings so I peacefully study things and work on some communication tasks.

At lunch, SuRu accompanies me to Office Depot (legal size hanging folders for Dad and a bunch of ink jet papers and forms for me) and Circuit City (a cheap TV for Mom). I stand in front of the bank of small TVs. We are both overwhelmed by the choices. I finally choose a kind of cheap one but one that has an audio in on the front because I want to hook up my digital camera to it.

I leave work early (hey, I went to meetings on my days off) and help dad break down some boxes. A gal from work stops by and we get rid of a bunch of them and a lot of the packing paper, too. SuRu comes by and I hook up the TV and we arrange the furniture in the living room so that it sort of looks like a real room. Dad goes off to Randall's and gets some fried chicken. SuRu and I take one to go and go home.

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I enjoy just being in my own house, left to my own devices, sitting in my messy office, all alone. (FFP is at Westwood working out.)

I enjoyed having the parents, but I enjoy them having their own place, too, and I think they are getting into it.

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