15 July 1999
in my CD player...
Aden
Black Cow
stumbled upon...
The word "whirly" is also British slang
for "the unpleasant spinning feeling one gets when
very drunk"
continually making me
smile...
This has been making Todd and I laugh all week...
particularly the caption...
random cube conversation
today...
K: "I can't really
explain it but I just don't like you very much right now
and I'm not speaking to you from now on."
K & T: [laughter]
T: "Only us... you say something
like that and we both just laugh."
in my comment field...
"We tell ourselves stories in order to
live."
Joan Didion
i've had just about enough
of...
petty competition,
excuses,
being crabby
good deed of the week...
Thanks to the police officer who woke me up on Wednesday
morning to ask me to move my car for construction and
then moved it for me so that I wouldn't have to tramp
around outside in my jammies...
me: "Really? You'd do that for me?
him: "All part of the public
service."
soliciting opinions...
Todd likes the whirlygirl above better than the last
one... I like to move the mouse over and over her in hopes that she will float away... what do you think?