today started great, went all wrong in the middle, and now is clearing up nicely. 😛 note to self: don’t lock your keys in your car.
Archives for June 2001
it feels good to write here again. I miss the day to day check-ins of weeks past…the squirrels and rabbits and poppies gone unmentioned, the strange twists of the spring weather. it reminds me of times in the past when i’ve lost touch with my writer self, that summer in college when I didn’t write […]
so I’m on my own, at least until the 4th. Chad took off for eastern WA to visit Lance & go biking, as we’d agreed, altho a little sooner than I was expecting. he took the new wagon. yes, the new wagon. it still feels a little unreal to me – both that we have […]
well, teaching Campus Capers (today was the first day) was a little easier than my brief volunteer stint at the BG Clubs. only 8 kids, and a closed door, really helps. although I’m totally amazed at how thoroughly the web has infiltrated their short lives. (they come into a web design class wanting to emulate […]
I can’t sleep, which isn’t really a good thing. but I don’t feel terribly tired, so I guess it’s okay for now. I actually got a sunburn while walking to the Department of Licensing office in University Place. I’m going to tuck Chad in & try to get some sleep….
tired of this week. too much to do…not enough hours…and for some reason we are both a little on edge.
I’m so tired. this summer schedule (long days M-W, short Th, long F (half telework)) is going to be cool once I get settled into it, but I’m having a hard time getting enough sleep. after all, it’s light until nearly 10 pm, so it’s hard to go to bed early…but then I hafta get […]
my first real post in over a week. I really don’t want to go into why I stopped posting last week, except that… never forget where you’ve linked from, and my boss is way cooler than my old boss. That said, last weekend was insane!!!!! Somehow I always conveniently forget that being with the whole […]
you are very sleepy….
okay, it’s after 5 pm. WARNING: personal thoughts might be contained in this journal. you might not like some of them. hell, some days, I don’t like some of them.