May 28, 1999. Friday
For the second day in a row, on my way into work, I encountered quite possibly the hairiest man I have ever seen. He was wearing the same tank-top/shorts combo as he was yesterday. Curiously enough, I passed him at the exact same place in the hall as I did yesterday. Today is Friday, correct? maybe I ought to go check. Yes, it is. Let me just say, and I know this probably goes with out saying, if you're that hairy, I mean, his shoulders were barely visible through the dense underbursh, then PLEASE don't subject the rest of us to your simian-like growth. Wow, that was a lot of commas. Oh yeah, the guy was kind of balding too.Anyway, I moved most of my stuff out of the house at Potomac this morning. It wasn't as much of an ordeal as I thought it would be. Which makes me think that I forgot something. Let's hope not. I just realized that I don't have Matt's new phone number for his place in Dupont Circle. That might be a problem. I hope he (you, Matt) contacts me before Sunday, since we're going to Lexington on Sunday. You know, there's a very convenient link at the bottom of this page that says "Mail to G-Rock" that makes sending email to me almost effortless. So do it.
My car is also in need of some maintenence. Come to think of it, it may be up for inspection. Hmmm... better look into that. I really, really hope that it doesn't expire in 3 days. That would mean I couldn't take my car two Lexington. So then what would I do? I'm actually starting to get very worried about that. I'd need to find the closest inspection place on the PA border. Maybe near Garrick's place. It's only about 114 miles from here. If I left here around 1 I could probably get ther before 4, even through some minor traffic. Let's not worry about that now.
Actually, now I'm very worried, so I'm gonna go check.
Well, it turns out that my registration does expire on June 1st. So my mom is graciously letting me borrow her car while the Grey Ghost gets some much-needed maintenance. My mom's car is very nice, and has cosiderably more power and fewer miles than mine. But my car is mine. And I'll miss the little things, like my cd changer. Although if that new Luna cd would get here, I wouldn't need the changer. But I'm at least glad I don't have to wait till Wednesday to go to Lexington.
I was writing email to Mimi yesterday, clarifying the dream that she was in, and I was really wondering how my mind came up with a voice for her. I mean, we've never spoken, so what influenced the creation of this completely fabricated voice? I think it was soley based on what she looked liked in the dream. It's fascinating, though, how your mind works. I think that's the first time that I've deamt about someone who I've never heard speak. The dream itself was kinda weird in retrospect. But not as weird as the dream she had about me, where I was tickling her incessantly, allthe while morphing into two other people she knows. What's odd about that is, I had the exactsame dream! No... not really. FREAK!
So... Mimi also sent me some revisions to my page that she so kindly did. What a girl, huh? Now, if only she could cook and clean... and somehow accomplish this over the internet...
My mom was actually complaining that I've "stopped" doing my page. She hasn't found the new URL yet. She asked if I moved the page from Tripod so that she couldn't read it, and I told her "Uh huh..." She said "fine then." I really don't mind so much that she reads it, I just don't want to know about it. It actually makes me very uncomfortable when people tell me they've read my journal, or if I'm present while they're reading it. Rodzilla's about the only one who I don't feel like that when my journal's being read in my presence. I wonder why that is. Actually, no, I don't...
So I wrote my letter of resignation finally yesterday. The boss sent out the official email to let everyone know I was leaving. So finally I can stop hiding from the people that always asked me if I'd heard from NYU yet. I'd never written a letter of resignation before, and I didn't know what to write. Originally it said "This is my Letter of Resignation. I hereby resign from the position of Video Teleconferencing Systems Analyst, effect Friday, June 18, 1999. Thank you. " My co-worker Keenya said that wasn't even worth typing, that if that was my letter, i might as well have scribbled it with a pencil on a napkin. So she made me write it again. Well, she didn't make me, but she thought I should at least include my reason for leaving, so I typed it again. I even put it on official company letterhead. The said part is, the letter I showed her, which is the same one i typed out about, was my fourth draft. Grad school, here I come!
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