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2003.06.06 1:00 a.m.

1 am. seems like i should be in bed, hey? especially since i haven't had a good's night sleep in years. or days.

i was thinking about 'living each day as if it's your last' just now. and that's bunk. i think i would have gotten a lot more done. but too quickly. i am learning to enjoy each moment. and not hurry to get things done. i like to laze around. i mean, if i died tomorrow, there'd be things i'd regret not doing, but there would be a lot of things i'd noticed while not rushing.

i feel good. i've decided that my slight bought of slight depression are situational. because as soon as i am in a good place, i am in a good place. and i hear that not the same with other people. i'm quite enjoying myself these days. quite.

i bought 80 dollars worth of stuff today. belle and sebastian's 'tigermilk', the 'amelie' soundtrack, the 'run lola run' soundtrack, the beatles 'sgt peppers....', and edward scissorhands. nice. jamie bought the best of cat stevens and a badly drawn boy album. both were quite good. we saw hillary. i like her. and her hotdogs.

i got paid from jerry's today. sam didn't tell me how much my raise was going to be, but i was expecting maybe 15, 25 cents. not so, a fifty cent raise. every little bit helps. yum. i get trained how to open next week. that means being there at 5:30. holy yuck.

i said to jamie: let's start early today so that i can get some sleep. so he came by after work. and we've been hanging out since then. that was at three, and i dropped him off at close to twelve. holy lick. for a couple of hours he read 'the hanged man' while i slept. it was pretty nice. i was dozing in and out. we did a bunch of nothing and watched mystery science theatre's "EEGAH". one of my all-time favorites. classic lines include 'once again, sorry about my face.', 'there's a large man, possible giant, creating a disturbance', 'did i tell you i have water in my tires?' and so on. oh the excellence. and they made a laugh-in reference. 'a poem. by henry gibson.' awesome. then we did some more nothing and i tried to find a hillary poem. i found a few, but not the one i was looking for.

we're having a competition of who gets sick of the other first. it's fun. either way it ends with me getting an american dollar. ha.

jamie, i ate some soup. vegetable. with crackers. it was pretty good. i had to take my iron supplement, and get some nurishment. i wouldn't want to waste away. despite the fact that everyone sits next to me.

there's a new girl at work i enjoy, her name is erica. she used to work at the roastery. maybe you know her. i'm not sure if i will continue to enjoy her, but for now it seems pretty fun. maybe we'll go to value village. she reminds me of kathy kind of. she's very pretty and awkward with her face. it's fun.

holy god do i need to be in bed. maggi, i want to see you this weekend. i'll try to remember to callyou tomorrow. we can girltalk it. kosher?

i could just sleep forever.

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was Medium? - 2008-01-17
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