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December 29, 2004
La La La Linoleum
That title has JACK to do with anything, except the fact that I have absolutely nothing I have to be doing right now (and I feel like poo), so I'm kinda just hanging out, IMing with Callista, instant e-mailing back and forth with Randy, watching the cat on the end of my bed, and contemplating eventually going to bed soon and getting to sleep until whenever I want tomorrow. Whoo hoo! Oh, and letting random songs pop into my head ("la la la linoleum").
My right wrist really hates the amount of time I spend on the computer.
Public service announcement: Please remember folks, that the web is upon us. When you put stuff out there, you may just feel like you are putting it out into the abyss. But there's this thing called Google, and when you type stuff in, it gathers all that stuff you felt was spread to the wind, and puts it all in one place. Usually with your name attached. Consider yourself warned, though for some it is just too late.
Today I worked a half day. After contemplating trying to convince someone to play 9 with me, I abandoned the effort before I really tried for lunch with my mom at Galleria. Then my dad joined too. After lunch, we all split up again (well, they went home, but in separate cars), and I discovered that you can't exit onto Big Bend going East on 40. After a little detour, I made it to Webster, where I met Dale for coffee. Dale has been here (with his fiance) musical directing Drood @ The Rep (his fiance directed) since Nov. Note to all: whenever you see "Musical Direction by Dale Rieling", go. Unless it's a show you really hate. If you somehow find out that he's done orchestrations or arrangements, go. Even if it's a show you hate.
Tonight my parents and I sat on their bed watching the only working TV left (the movers came today to move all the furniture into 2 rooms so the floor guys can come Monday, and apparently, the cable upstairs doesn't really work). Thankfully, an episode of Lost that I'd missed was on.
And now I'm upstairs, and the cat is (loudly) licking her foot.
That, my friends, is as exciting as it gets today. I guess this is the only type of day that can follow a 2am-er in Edwardsville.
Posted by nikl at December 29, 2004 09:53 PM
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