Friday, September 19, 2003 |
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A Journal from Austin, Texas. |
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food | reading | writing | time | exercise | health and mood |
it's good to have someone to look up to
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a little bit of rage Everything seems to set me off today. But even so I'm calm. I officially don't like stores that close all the express lines and force you into 'self scanning.' Which works poorly if you have big, heavy things like milk, OJ and windshield washer fluid. I'm a little upset that my sister is babysitting with a little kid. Of course, she does it pretty well even with her infirmities. I feel kind of trapped here and yet I enjoy seeing the family and getting away and just thinking and reading. My little rage rises up and goes away. I have trouble getting much of a rage going these days.
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JUST TYPING As you age.
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lunch dinner Two beers. A vanilla Pepsi. (Which I officially don't care for...but I drank it all.)
It's awful, I know.
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Didn't do much really. Again.
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Two Sides of the Beach by Edmund Blandford.
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