| October 22nd; no smell of roses | |
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Uh. i'm not sure what to say about today. I spent most of today in a state of anger at Pagemaker which always breaks when I want to print something. rude of it, huh? I updated dreaming of darker things (finally!) and I've got big plans for revamping that site again that mostly involve doing a lot of deletions from those directories. I apparently was dreaming about the web last night. When Shannon came to bed last night (I have no memory of this) I started laughing. When asked what was so funny, I said, "Someone online, I don't know who, gave you site of the month." Then I went back to sleep and wouldn't talk any more. Sounds like I was dreaming about site awards. Let's see. I'm still thinking about a new graphic for that other site. thinking, thinking, thinking. It needs a bit of a redesign, too. I'm going grocery shopping tonight. I'd like to go up to Safeway but i'm not sure if i'll manage it. safeway has a deli, which is a good thing. sandwich meat! Mental state is still pretty low. bleah. "Every little pool, if you measured finely enough, had a virtually infinite coastline."
Sounds: Ladyhawke soundtrack Words: Last Call, Tim Powers
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