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Friday:
Seattle weather is different than LA’s. Here in Seattle, the sun comes out
once in awhile so you actually
appreciate it while it’s out. Also, it sort of just rains sporadically instead of once every
few weeks. That probably makes it easier to keep your car clean the “natural” way. Yesterday,
it was sort of cold in the morning (but not too bad), sort of hot in the early afternoon
(but not too bad), sort of rainy in the late afternoon (bot too cold), and the evening wasn’t
too cold. In LA, the sun is just out by default, and you’re lucky if it’s not blistering hot
(lately, anyway). It’s much harder to feel time going by in LA. Maybe that’s why no one there
seems to notice anything going on around them.

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Thursday:

Airport Day:
While I was waiting in LAX for my flight yesterday, the helpful voices that come out
of the ceiling kept telling me that I was not required to give money to the people
soliciting in the airport. They went on to tell me that the airport did not condone
their activities. Has it really come to that?

Hey. Look at this: idallas vs The Purple Monkey.

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Thursday:
Airport Day:
I sorta like Southwest Airlines. The flight attendants seem to be cuter on average than
the ones on other airlines, and you can sit next to anyone you like (well, on not-so-busy
flights like mine). Also, they still give you peanuts (and honey roasted, too!).
The only thing that really marred my whole flying experience was some cranky old woman that was
behind me in line one time. She couldn’t believe that Southwest didn’t assign seats and they
didn’t let cranky old people like her on before other people. “This is an outrage!
It’s like the 60’s or something!”

Hey. Look at this: idallas vs The Purple Monkey.

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Wednesday:

Today was my last day of work for awhile. Maybe for quite awhile. It’s a little
sad, but I think it might be a good time for me to move on. I’m going to
hang out in Seattle for awhile. That might change my outlook on things
a little. It might not, too, though. I’m leaving tomorrow. See you there!

Hey. Look at this: idallas vs The Purple Monkey.


Also, I started a bit of a new section. It’s not going to be updated daily, but the
thoughts there are a little more thought out, if you know what I’m saying. It’s called
Special Sauce and it’s the secret ingredient you’ve all
been waiting for. Check it Out!

Wednesday:

Even when things are going well, and actually maybe especially when things are
going well, I tend to question my own actions and ideas. Am I really doing things
as well I think I am? Is there some way I could be doing this better or more spiritually
sound? That sounds a little silly when I put it that way… I just can’t
seem to be content with anything that I do or am doing. If I think something is
good I start to question my own concept of what good is. I can’t be ecstatic
or joyous or all that excited.

Hey. Look at this: idallas vs The Purple Monkey.


Hey. In commemoration of our wonderful, amazing president, I have started a new
section of this wonderful, amazing website. It’s called
Special Sauce. Check it Out!
(if you haven’t already).

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Tuesday:

I find myself sometimes arguing with one person about nothing really in particular in
some strange defense of a third person. In this scenario, I seem to actually agree
with the person I am arguing with, but I still find it necessary to try to defend that
third person. It sort of creates a lot of strife in areas where it doesn’t need to be.
Fortunately, we all seem to be pretty mellow people and no bridges gut burnt.
Lucky us.


Hey. In commemoration of our wonderful, amazing president, I have started a new
section of this wonderful, amazing website. It’s called
Special Sauce. Check it Out!
(if you haven’t already).

Tuesday:

There’s nothing as important as friends. That fact is drilling itself deeper into my
psyche all the time. There’s all different kinds of love, and you need them all. It’s
like a spectrum or a rainbow. Any one of the colors can be beautiful by itself, but
you need them all to see the whole picture. That’s pretty deep, but I’m that way
sometimes, you know? Anyway, friends represent one (or maybe more) of those
colors
of love
and you need them just as much as you might think you need sex or drugs or
your poodle, Fufu. Don’t mess up the good love relationships you have. You can never
have too many friends. Word up.


Also, I started a bit of a new section. It’s not going to be updated daily, but the
thoughts there are a little more thought out, if you know what I’m saying. It’s called
Special Sauce and it’s the secret ingredient you’ve all
been waiting for. Check it Out!

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Sunday/Monday:

Well, something good about staying at home instead of going out on the weekends
(once in awhile) is that you can end up getting a lot of stuff done without even
realizing it. You’ll just be stepping around in your room listening to some tunes
on the radio or something, and before you know it, you’ll be picking up some random
extra papers, straightening up your shelves a bit, and just sort of generally cleaning up.
Then, you can do that for 5 or 15 minutes and then stop and sit at your computer and
send a couple of emails (perhaps apologizing to people for not making it to their
parties), and then you can get distracted and go watch a bit of an episode of South Park
in the living room for 10 minutes, and the before you know it you’ll be cleaning up
your room some more.

Also, I started a bit of a new section. It’s not going to be updated daily, but the
thoughts there are a little more thought out, if you know what I’m saying. It’s called
Special Sauce and it’s the secret ingredient you’ve all
been waiting for. Check it Out!

Sunday/Monday:

Something else about not leaving the house is that you’re stuck having to deal with eating
either the random stuff you might be able to find in your kitchen, or the food from
the same restaurants that are in your area that you tend to frequent. I guess that
happens at work, too, though. But for some reason, I eat worse when I’m at home.
I don’t know what it is. I just know that I end up eating a lot of fast food
interspered with some semi-healthy semi-fast food. Maybe it’s because I live near a
college and that’s just what there is to pick from. I dunno. Maybe I should start
putting more time into becoming a better cook. That might be useful.

Hey. In commemoration of our wonderful, amazing president, I have started a new
section of this wonderful, amazing website. It’s called
Special Sauce. Check it Out!
(if you haven’t already).

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Saturday Evening:

Trying to think of a new bad thing to say about the world every day makes me think in
interesting new directions. I could whimper and whine about that last random person
on the freeway who irritated me by driving by some different rules that
I don’t follow. I could
go on and on about this or that facet of society, but all of that has been overplayed
anyway. So I strive to actually come up with something insightful. I try not to
fail you, my adoring reading public (how ever few of you there might be).

But sometimes I do, and doesn’t that just suck?