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Saturday, August 10, 2002
update
I'm in D.C. right now, and I spent the day looking for apartments. Patrick drove us through the impossibly twisty streets of Rock Creek Park and the weirdness of Northern Virginia. Nothing definite yet, but just looking at places has been fun. It's a little license to peek into some stranger's life and look around for a second, which is always interesting. It's hard, though, to relax and sound normal when you're thinking of a million things at once: Do I like this apartment? Do I like this neighborhood? Do I like this roommate? What are they thinking about me? It's easy to get nervous and end up just saying "Uh..."
16:10
Wednesday, August 07, 2002
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Eliina has been sending me homemade postcards lately. One was covered entirely in eyeballs cut out of magazines. Another one featured Johnny Depp, with a speech balloon saying that I'm really hot. Thanks, Johnny. I need to send some in return. Eliina needs to read this.
14:13
non-rhetorical question
Is it more attractive if your significant other a) Kind of likes your favorite band b) Is completely indifferent to your favorite band or c) Hates their guts? Leave a note in the guestbook (Also suavely labeled "comments" over on the right).
14:05
Tuesday, August 06, 2002
every day is like a parade
I live in an apartment complex across the street from a high school. Every day when I come home from work, I hear the marching band practicing. So every day I feel like I'm marching from my car to the apartment. Some days it's a warlike march, and I open the car door to the threatening sound of drums. Or it sounds like they're shooting at me. Other days, I open the door to the sweet warbles of whatever warbly brass instruments they're playing over there. I never saw the band until today, because they're off to one side and behind a hedge. But today I looked over, expecting to see a decked-out marching band like they have in parades. Nope. Just a dozen scraggly adolescents in t-shirts and shorts banging on some big drums, looking like they were about to keel over.
21:01
link
Behind the Typeface: Both a parody of Behind the Music and a mini-documentary about the font Cooper Black. (via girlhacker)
18:04
announcement
I am worth exactly $1,906,000, according to Human for Sale. Bids will be accepted on eBay shortly. Personally, I think that's a bargain.
17:55
shhh...
I'm drinking a bottle of Mountain Dew in my hyper-healthy office building, a place where the cafeteria only sells Diet Pepsi buried on the top right shelf of a refrigerator case.
14:24
quote
"I love writing because you discover what you feel and think as you're doing it. It's an act of both meditation and discovery, especially if you don't flinch. There is a huge line between candor and truth. You're in there for truth, and candor gets in the way sometimes. " -- Annick Smith
10:36
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