Codesmith

Life, Or Something Like It
2004-09-19 03:20:44 (UTC)

Miss America?

It's 0918, Saturday. 927pm. It's cool outside. The weather
reminds me of the time I was visiting my aunt and her
husband in Seattle, Washington. They lived somewhere
relatively near the coast, and they had their windows open
alot of the time. To keep a nice circulating exchange of
fresh air. Although, to be honest I could have lived
without the cold ocean winds. There's something nice about
it now though.

I had been planning in writing alot today, but the site
seemed to have been down for awhile. All the more reason
for me to start changing sites to store my entries. I did
try to store them on a livejournal account, but ... I
never got around to actually doing it. Well, I had some of
the entries stored, but not a significant amount of them.

Since I'm a CS major, I should probably write a program to
automate the task of relocating entries. But that's
probably going to be like all projects I always say I'll
do but never get around to doing.

I think it's a little sad that I'm so caught up with this
journal thing. I mean, it's totally not my style.
Well, ... at least it wasn't five years ago. I sometimes
have thoughts about ending this. But it's the only habit
that I've exercised consistently for any appreciable
amount of time.

... It's kinda like smoking. Not that I've ever smoked
before. But that I need a few packs a day. A pack being a
written entry. I need to get in a few packs a day. I guess
I can thank my professor the belly dancer ... I don't know
if she teaches anymore. I haven't seen her in a long while.

I got an email from Melanie today. Um, ... I just got it
today. The time stamp on which it was sent was on
Thursday. It's Saturday now. I didn't get the email on
Thursady or Friday. It kinda makes me wonder how many
emails are currently in limbo right now that are now
making their final way to me.

Although, given the frequency of legitimate email in my
inbox, ... I'd probably say none.

I guess I'll start by archiving the day. Today, I woke up
around 9am, ... Closer to 8am. I sat at the computer for a
bit, and tried to wake up. After about half an hour I
finally get around to putting on my contacts. My grey
ones, which make me look as if I have blue eyes.

I worked on my pecs, triceps, and deltoids. I've nev er
done my deltoids before, ... but it seems the exercises
with weights that I've done before are not very different.

It's 1114pm. I don't take this long in my entries, but I
got waylayed on my way to the kitchen. Miss America was on
tonight, and of course since the house is run by the
matriach ogliarchy, I had no choice but to do their
bidding. That is, I had to watch too.

I'm not sure if I've mentioned this before, but the
therapist is somewhat annoyed with me. I haven't been
cuddling with her all that much.

I'll finish this in a bit.




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