Posts from ‘July, 2002’

I don't want to work.
I don't want to clean.
I don't want to pack.
I don't want to unpack.
I don't want to pay the bills.
I don't want to sell my truck.
I don't want to write a rent check.
I don't want to make supper.
I don't want to check my email.
I don't want to go get coffee.
I don't want [...]

Going to see a movie on my lunch break. Is that allowed?

I haven't written anything substantial here in quite a bit.
I'm sure you've noticed. Maybe you haven't. Either way, I don't really care.
Everytime I sit down to write about the things that weigh on my mind, I cry. Sometimes they are the slow silent tears that you can pass off as though you had something in [...]

This song makes me feel so close to you, and yet so far away all at the same time.
And this morning you told me you loved me. And I knew that you meant it.

Tuesday

Remove trash from Brad's old place.
Clean Brad's old place.
Get LAST load of stuff from my old place.

Wednesday

Clean my old place.

Thursday

Clean my new place.
Unpack my new place.
Arrange furniture in logical formation.

Friday

Sleep all afternoon/evening.
Do something fun for the first time in 8,000,000 years.

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Farris
Zoe's Birthday Party
The Mansions
Plano, TX

I bought a D-Link DI-604 to share my broadband connection so I don't have to deal with having a Linux router any more if I don't want to. Everything works perfectly after applying the recent firmware upgrade. The admin interface is a tad slow… but not bad. I show no decrease in speed using various [...]

[mundane]

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long, lazy day
My parent's house
Keller, TX

I just had lunch with Brad, Morgan, Zoe, and Brad's Mom and Dad. I like having them drop by unexpectedly. That's fun. I got dressed and we walked to Subway and I fed Zoe Cheetos and let her drink my coke and she spit it all over me.

Brad confirmed that the problems I am having [...]

Plans for today may (or may not) include the following:

Going to Fry's for a new motherboard, harddrive, and powersupply.
Going to the old apartment to get the last few drops of shit I have left so that all that is left is cleaning.
Finding a quiet place to sit an write. (Java Dave's in Ft. Worth, maybe?)
Seeing [...]