November 15th, 2004 at 11:53am |
The smell is overpowering, unpleasant at first. The smell of the sea, I expected, had heard described, but didn’t really expect the smell of dead fish or dying things. Or maybe I did. But after a while, your nose filters it out, or maybe it is just where I’m sitting.
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November 15th, 2004 at 10:51am |
My imagination was probably working overtime to fill in the complete void of anything imaginative on TV last night. The worst part of my dream was when one of my front teeth snapped off. I occasionally dream about losing my teeth, usually in a spectacular manner. It probably ties into my guilt of not having [...]
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November 15th, 2004 at 2:26am |
Insomnia. Working nights. Needing to have something on sometimes, just to help me wind down.
My time would be much better spent with my old five, fuzzy channels, and more movies than a sane person should have.
At 2:15 this morning, 13 channels were showing infomercials. THIRTEEN! Including one which cut off a movie I was watching [...]
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November 14th, 2004 at 12:07am |
This morning’s offering seems to have been divided into different segments.
There’s some sort of crisis situation, where a bomb or end of the world device needs diffusing. Or maybe it’s something wrong with the paper, that can only be averted by some elaborate fail-safe mechanism, and the time is ticking away. I know it might [...]
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November 12th, 2004 at 2:14pm |
This just in: some of us don’t give a damn.
I’m in Scott Peterson trial land. Didn’t care about the trial, don’t care about the verdict, other than to say, good. But my eyes weren’t glued to the TV, and the only thing that matters is how it affects A1. And since I don’t do A1 [...]
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November 11th, 2004 at 1:32pm |
Another mystery I didn’t want solved has been solved. The shopping cart guy is the same guy who lives next to me. Because the shopping cart has returned, is under the stairs again, and this time full of junk, but minus the death stench.
So I’m pulling into the complex, and I make a friendly wave [...]
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November 11th, 2004 at 1:25am |
My apartment complex has an alleged coastal resort sort of theme going for it. If I’d known that when I applied for it, I probably would’ve been turned off. I hate stupid, trumped up themes, especially overly flowery, trumped up themes. Experience coastal living, blah blah. But I’m not knocking my apartment complex itself, just [...]
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