----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- i'm just fine with an ordinary kind of day {warning: the following entry makes absolutely NO sense - remember, you've been warned). It smells as if something has died near my desk. A small furry animal or perhaps a tuna fish sandwich. Who knows? I bring neither small furry animals nor tuna fish sandwiches to work. I have searched high and low for the source of the offending smell. But no luck. I�m afraid someone�s going to walk by and think the smell is coming from me. You know: that damn Shivers girl � she�s all stinky again.. I�m not going to be able rest until I figure it out. Came into work early this morning � early for me, at least lately. Now that GB�s back at work it means we must navigate around one another for time in the bathroom which means I have to either get up early or sleep in late. And as much as I love sleeping in late � well, you know, I do have a job that requires showing up at a semi-decent hour. I stayed up late last night working on my Web site � wasn�t tired by the time I finally made myself go to bed � after a glass of wine that only took the edge off my computer geekfest. Now I am tired and headachey. But I�ll get over it. Maybe. More fun with stats trackers: I have one on my personal Web site of course. And the other day someone from GB�s new work � not GB nor his office mate / best friend � read several pages of it. Now GB�s new place of work is sorta the hipster place in town to work. Which means who knows who the fuck is reading it. I mean it�s OK � it�s not anonymous � just a bit weird. THEN � someone linked to my site and through a bit of my paranoid investigative work I realized it was the band mate of someone I despise. Only the link seemed nice and friendly enough. OK, so whatever. Stop being so weird and reactionary right? Right. Maybe I need more meds. Yes, that must be it. Myra-Lee�s entry today really struck a chord with me. As did the quote I found via her page: "Doubt is not a pleasant condition, but certainty is absurd." -- Voltaire Yes. Yes. Yes. Every time I am certain about something it only seems to come back and kick me in the ass Doubt is �. Damn, what IS that smell? Maybe it�s the doubt. I better quit while I�m only a few miles behind. 10:15 am - 08.06.02
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