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August 21, 2003

damn you sprinklers

unpotable water strikes again. obviously running thru the sprinklers at phill park during last night's baseball was not my most well-thought out plan as i am now disgustingly ill and have trouble raising my head the scant inches necessary to sip water from a cup while lying prone on my couch. i have been re-reading the same paragraphs in my current book multiple times trying to ascertain the archaic meanings of words. sentences say what?

but then wonders never ceasing the phone company sent someone early to fix our dsl which was broken from the painting and floor ripping upping. so now for the first time in a week we have working internet again. it was too much to resist and i must push myself up to come and post.

people might be wondering what has happened to me or what i have been doing since i have been so inconoclastically shut up for quite some time. other than the swimming at kristen's parents house and the painting of my own home and the ripping up of all the carpets, i have not been doing much. i read every day and i go and see some of the worst movies it has even been my misprivilage to view. and as i am lazy and unable to keep up with sushi movie reviews besides the fact that i feel pretentious even having a movie review page (what right? what but none?) i am thinking of subsuming it to sushi and just mentioning my theatre expeditions here every once in a while. but for now i have put all my latest notes up over there.

anyway, the new job search hasn't even begun. the applying to grad schools hasn't either. i helped a little with research for the production company. and i'm helping with the putting in of hardwood floors at my house. and i'm going back to dvc this time to finally make it thru to learning japanese (domo arigato mr roboto). my brother is moving back in for four months with his damn ferrets who, he has warned me, hide in couch cushions now and bite your ass when you're least expecting it. my elation is boundless as a shallow puddle. hmph.

p.s. happy late birthday, james!

Posted by michele at August 21, 2003 06:42 PM

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