February 5th, 2006.
There are things you can never trade – for good or for ill. I have friends who will never comprehend my approach to Life. I speak of numbers and of
December 9th, 2005.
I think I learned my Love-hate relationship with the mechanical world from Han Solo. His fierce pride and constant disappointment in the Millenium Falcon is pretty similar to how I’ve
September 14th, 2005.
The Beatles, “Let It Be,” just came on the satellite radio here at Perk, the first chord timed with my first keystroke and determining the subject of this entry. Rob brings
September 11th, 2005.
I can’t sing along to We’re About 9. I start to cry. Of course, that’s been my reaction to a lot of my world recently. Just overwhelmed by emotions… it’s
October 3rd, 2004.
I don’t care WHAT Heather says – I’m exhausted. Tonight we played the Thai Gour Cafe for the first time in months, and played the past we’ve played in a
September 13th, 2004.
Today has been a torture of allergens. My eyes are reddened and tired, and my head is full of the cushioning, gurgling feeling of mucus, and my voice is nasal
March 9th, 2004.
Just a quick note about staying with Damian, my old office-mate from Glovia. Here is one of those people who frequently mentions “Sometimes I wish I could be doing what