Friday,
April 19, 2002
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no...it's not my work...it's for sale on ebay described as 'found object sculpture, outsider art'...click on the picture, you may still have time to buy it
"I know no method to secure
the repeal of bad or obnoxious laws so effective as their stringent execution." |
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I should have worn different shoes I took some decongestant and some Echinecea in the morning. I had a class most of the day. I got through the class with some understanding of the topic. I want be the one to do the work with it...but I want to understand what the teams are looking at. Getting through the class was a bout all I accomplished. I just didn't feel that good. I didn't take any more drugs, trying to assess how I felt. Was it the decongestant making me tired? No, it didn't seem to be. At lunch I went to HEB and got some decongestant to keep at work, some salami, some Tiger Cheese (like Laughing Cow only, um, Tiger's milk? probably not) and some crackers. The express lines are now check out yourself. I used a credit card, though, and then had to look around and find a clerk with my receipt to sign. Very strange process. So, anyway, I snacked a little on that.
Gayle, our bookkeeper and friend, cooked us a duck and chicken liver pasta for dinner with garlic bread and fruit (star fruit, pineapple, kiwi) and cookies for dessert. FFP opened a Cab. It was good but I was so, so tired. So weary. And yet I couldn't quite fall asleep in my chair. Sometimes when I'm tired and FFP is snoozing in his chair, I feel envious of him because he is sleeping. But envy is bad. I get up, have some water, some Aloe Vera gel caps, some decongestant, some Echinecea and get in bed and read A Beautiful Mind until I fall asleep.
I've been looking back at past journal entrie, one year ago and two. Two years ago today I went to a wine dinner. I was recovering from a bout of poison ivy. I found nothing to say about work except that the company served us ice cream and, of course, where I went for lunch. One year ago today I had nothing much to say and thought about doing one of those 'one year ago' entries but didn't, partly because I didn't want to be reminded of my poison ivy.
Why the title? It's surprisingly difficult to give the thing a title each day without being boring. "I feel sort of sick," "I feel a little bored," etc. Today I wore these cotton pants that would fit better if I weren't so fat. They are a weird color of blue. I wore a long-sleeved cotton shirt (custom-made) with a white background and a black or blue stripe. I wore socks that were black with white dots. I wore some shoes that are chocolate brown, so dark as to be almost black but not quite. I should have worn these shoes yesterday with the weird brown pants. But I didn't.
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