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Monday, September 17, 2001Day one of my vacation and I've already been awake for two hours. I was hoping I would sleep in, but I knew it wouldn't happen.I managed to clear up quite a few things at work yesterday; I didn't want to leave any outstanding paperwork or tasks because I know they would sit until I returned. The only thing I didn't get to do was fax one of the terminals some paperwork (damn those people for turning their fax machine OFF on the weekend), but I sent the copies in truck mail as well, so they will get it tomorrow. Right I'm on vacation, I shall be shutting up about work now. Today I want to spend a large portion of my day at the bookstore. I truly love the set up of Chapters; it feels like a library. I love standing in there surrounded by all the books, the knowledge, and just staring or leafing through various books. It's rather soothing. Blah, I should also return some phone calls, I've been terribly rude in the fact that I've been ignoring certain people; namely my Uncle. I don't want to hear about his latest stock acquisitions, I don't want to hear about what he's sold, or made, or lost. I don’t want to hear him tell me to grab a pen and start writing down a list of songs that he wants me to download for him. I literally cringe when he calls and I feel guilty for feeling the way I do. I'm too much of a coward to tell him that I'm not interested. Maybe in one hour I'll work up the courage to return his calls. 9/17/2001 09:16:23 AM | link
Friday, September 07, 2001So after having three days off from work, I went back in today to discover a coworker of mine killed himself last Saturday.9/7/2001 05:02:30 PM | link
Thursday, September 06, 2001Yes! I can connect again.9/6/2001 11:01:36 PM | link
Wednesday, September 05, 2001So I'm experiencing some dsl problems. This is so aggravating. I've naturally run back to the internet cafe to pay obscene amounts of money to use their computers. So yeah here I am at an internet cafe updating my blog, blah!I hate being stupid, I don't know what is wrong with the dsl and I have no idea how to go about fixing it. I spent three hours on the phone with tech support today trying to fix it, even they couldn't do anything. Lovely. They could log on fine using my username and password, I just couldn't do it from home. So while on the phone following the instructions of the tech support person I basically unplugged everything, plugged everything back in, deleted the dsl software crap, reinstalled it, and still NOTHING! GRRRR!!! The man I was speaking with ran out of ideas, and since I know nothing, I obviously had no ideas of my own. He told me someone would be calling me tomorrow afternoon to see if we can figure anything else out. Until then I'm internetless. Fuck. So while walking to the internet cafe place I noticed a lot of construction being done, and well shit if it didn't say it was the phone company doing the work. So I'm **hoping** the reason I can't connect is because of some phone line repairs or whatever being done. So basically what I'm trying to say here (other than fuck that is) is I don't know when I'll next be online. I only have 22 minutes left on this thing before my time is up. I'm trying to save some of that up until next week so I don't have to go through complete internet withdrawal here. So anyone who reads this and wants to email me for whatever reason please do so to my hotmail address. Email! Sigh. 9/5/2001 02:09:31 PM | link
Monday, September 03, 2001The general opinion of the people in this city is that there is going to be an early winter and it's going to be brutal. I hope they are wrong, but even I'm starting to think the same way. It's just been so dark, chilly, and dreary around here lately. I hate this.9/3/2001 07:22:10 AM | link
Wednesday, August 29, 2001Such a little insignificant thing and it brought tears to my eyes. I've been trying to go about my days with expectations of nothing, if you expect nothing and get nothing then there's nothing to dwell on.Sometimes it will catch me off guard, some little nothing will happen and I'm confronted with the fact that I do have certain expectations, and when they are not met I'm left feeling like this. I feel hurt and I have no reason to feel this way. It's . . . stupid, that's what it is, and while I'm aware I'm making something out of nothing I can't ignore the fact that my feelings were hurt. 8/29/2001 10:41:23 PM | link
Not much to say, not much to do. I've been feeling very, I don't even know, I'm sitting and watching the days pass. This isn't depression or anything remotely close to it, I'm just . . . in a rut, I guess.
Friday, August 24, 2001It is absolutely gorgeous outside right now. I was standing out on the balcony holding my hair on top of my head with my hands, and just enjoying the moment. There is a storm brewing, I can feel it in the air. The wind is howling, there are flashes of lightning across the sky, I can smell the rain. I love that smell. I closed my eyes and just felt the wind blowing against me, inhaling that scent, I would love to sleep out there tonight.8/24/2001 09:42:31 PM | link
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