Tuesday, July 08, 2003
*staggers in and collapses in front of the computer*
Move is done...well, sorta. The new place is an absolute disaster area...everything's piled in the living room, pretty much.
I've got laundry in the dryer, which is the only reason I haven't said pahuck it and gone to bed. I need clean jeans for work tomorrow.
Oh, yeah. Work. The people are nice, but my predecessor was...uhm...dunno. Everything was a chaotic insanity.
Fortunately I like fixing stuff like that. Making things better.
Kind of like Janice, unknotting Pammy's necklaces.
Dammit, I do want to get back, rewrite that story. I think I'd better outline it, though. It was kinda confusated, in the previous attempt.
Tired.
I seem to be a lot of that, lately. And for a long time, I was pretty much camping at the old place. No internet access, and no time to do anything even if I had.
Anyway. Rambling. Not making much sense.
Laters,
DMFg
11:23 PM
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