Note to Self
I drink too much diet Coke.
August 2008
Occlusion
The pod started beeping at me at 1:40am, which wasn’t so bad because I was up anyway due to my 1:30 am sugar check and the fucking assholes downstairs with their yappy dog and loud college friends whose Friday and Saturday night parties seem to be carrying over into Sunday nights. This used to be
A Gallon of Gas is still Cheaper than a Gallon of Airline Water
Airline travel has been degenerating steeply since 9/11. It’s not getting any better. At least they still think that drinking from the bathroom tap is “just not classy.” I mean, they have *some* standards! I’m not looking forward to my next plane trip, on any airline.
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Sunday
Went over to Steph and the Old Man’s today to help them put together the last of their shelves down in the basement. Learned how to properly use a power drill. They’ve been remodeling their bathroom all week, and using my shower while theirs is out of commission. Their bathroom looks like a real Oakwood
August
The grass is brown, and the season puts me in the mood to look up, and up, always, for the first dead leaves of the season. Even though it’s just August, it’s the beginning of the end. Maybe I’m just reminded of Alaska, when the leaves were falling in mid-August, when the storms were coming
Why Am I So Tired?
Went out and watched The Dark Knight again with a couple guys from work, and paid more attention to the gender dynamics that folks were mentioning. And yeah, it’s true. It’s so classicaly comic-bookey in the good way (good vs. evil, chaos vs. order, epic villian vs. epic hero, etc), and in the bad way.
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