April
15, 1999. Thursday
I'm on the phone with Rodzilla
right now. She just woke up. Now she wants me to check her email.
Now she's telling me about a dream she had. But she doesn't want me writing
about it. Something about her showing weakness. Anyway, it's tax
day today. It didn't really mean that much to me until I found out
that I owed about 200 dollars and change. Good thing my birthday
was 5 days ago. Not much else going on right now. i got an email
from my brother Geoff suggesting some cheap but nice places to live in
NY, mainly in Brooklyn. It's encouraging.
I spoke with matt yesterday. Hopefully we'll all get together this weekend. He wants to go see The Matrix. When I first saw the preview, I was dead set against it. But now i kinda want to see it. Matt's also found a nice place to live near DuPont Circle for next year. Not exactly cheap though. But it'd be pretty cool to live in that part of town, I imagine. Accept that it's gonna be a bitch if he has to get out of the city in a hurry. I live in Northern VA, and i still have to mind what time of day it is if I want to go to the supermarket 3 blocks away. Traffic is really a much bigger par of my life than i'd like. I also enlisted Matt's help as I tried unsuccessfully to win tickets to the Smashing Pumpkins show at the 9:30 club tonight. You had to be caller 101. I was #54 and #71. That was actually the first time I'd ever gotten through on a contest. well, i won one once, years ago. Anyway, I would've gladly traded that win for a win yeterday. I'm still contemplating the possibility of going down there tonight and looking for someone selling tickets. I'm really worried about counterfeiting though. I wouldn't wanna spend 70 bucks and then look like an asshole as I get kicked out. I'm trying not to think about it though. I didn't even really wanna go, but now after reading about the show, I'm getting all nostaligic and the more I think about it the more I want to go. So moving right along...
Jed was supposed to get here today.
Now it's a possibility that he may not come at all. That'd be a major
disappointment. Rodzilla will be here this Saturday, and i was really
looking forward to us all going out. I'm trying to convince Jimmy
to come as well, but that's pretty unlikely. I really like having
visitors, because A) I don't have to drive 500 miles over three days, and
B) it really makes the months go by quicker when you have weekly events
to look forward to. I really like to drive, but not when I have to
go somewhere. I just like driving round the country side aimlessly, arbitrarily
taking whatever turns I feel like. That used to annoy Nora,
though she didn't accompany me often. But one of my favorite driving memories
is with her, when we were attacked by dogs by that trout farm. This
and other driving fun can be seen at the March 22
entry.
Anyway, there's somebody here that has to use my
computer. I though it'd be cool to have this camera on my desk when they
moved it here last week, but it's been a major drag. I thought i'd
take all sorts of neato pictures, but I haven't gotten a chance.
Plus, my Tripod 11MB limit is just looming out there. I still have well
over 8MB left, but all those pictures take up lotsa space. I had
to go back and compress them. I guess I could just set up a bogus
account and host all my images there. We'll see. Other than
that, i can't really say I have anything interesting left. Not that that
was particularly interesting. By the way, of all the words that I
use frequently, i find that "particularly" is one of the most difficult
and awkward words to say and to type. Maybe it's tough to type because
it's tought to enunciate.
Lastly, Netscape is really getting on my nerves. I hate Microsoft, but this Netscape business is getting ridiculous. It's always giving me this "illegal operation" crap, and half the time now when I stop a page from loading all the way, I can't open links on ANY page without opening another window. It really sucks.
Anyway, this guy is getting ansy, so I better just
wrap this up.
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