Thursday, February 27, 2003
Goddammit |10:29 PM|
Fucking shortcut I had to upload an image screwed up blogger and I lost my post. Dammit.
This is as much as I can recall:
It's a bit rough when an existencial crisis can make you so ill you consider calling in sick to work. Well, maybe existencial isn't the right word for what I'm debating, but I'm bothered by questions for which I don't have the answers, and I have no idea how to find them. They certainly aren't in my possesion.
Portalstar sketched me the other day, and I think it came out marvelously. I managed to stay still remarkably well, or so she says. I stared at the glow in the dark stars that were on the ceiling, which Star says were there when she moved in. I know that feeling, same thing happened to me in my first apartment in Texas.
You can see the sketch
here..
The trip is drawing closer. I hope I can get my car into shape. I'm heading out and will meet some new folks, one or two I've met before, and who knows who else.
I thought I had a song by the Pixies about going to Phoenix, but I can't find it. I'll post it later if I can track it down.
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