October 15th, 2002


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Woke up from a dream at 4:45 this morning. Busy mind kept me awake until it was time to get up. And this after I stayed up until a bit past 11 last night. I'm feeling okay now, but I imagine I'll be crashing tonight. Probably straight to bed after I get home from my class tonight.

I used to sometimes tell people when I dreamed about them. I find it kind of weird now, so I generally don't, unless it's someone I'm extremely close to. The thing is, sometimes when I'm dreaming about a person, I'm dealing with stuff related to that person. Other times, I think that the person is just a symbol, and my brain is not actually processing stuff about that specific person. And sometimes I'm not sure of the difference. And it feels kind of weird to let people that I'm not extremely close to in on that kind of thing. There's also the concern that there will be some obvious meaning that will pop out to someone but that I'll have a hard time seeing until it's pointed out to me, and having other people get a glimpse into my subconscious without me being able to filter it is not entirely comfortable.

Very cold outside this morning. I need to remember to dig out my hat and gloves tonight. It felt really nice coming into the warm building after walking from the T, though. And it still feels pretty nice, sitting here writing my journal entry. You know, I wonder if any of this journal writing has made me a better writer. I wonder if, instead of fiction, I should maybe try writing some essays or something. I remember I had been thinking about writing some stuff up about Jotto. I'm sure I could at least write up a little essay about my Jotto programming efforts. Not that I'll actually do this anytime soon, you understand, but I'm hoping that the repetition will keep it in my brain and eventually get me to do stuff like this. Maybe not until I have another month or so off.

Pun intended

Johnny went out on a blind date. When he got home, his mother asked him how it went.

"Well, it was fine, except she was a little big around the middle."

"Now, Johnny," said his mother, "a waist is a terrible thing to mind."


I ended up getting all three chapters done yesterday and feeling very slackful, still. Today I got another chaoter to do and did it, but all of the other chapters are being worked on.

And I wait to hear back from people about more work to do. Luckily, the real work should be starting this week. My co-worker and I get trained on InCopy supposedly either today or tomorrow. And we are supposed to have actual files to work on by the end of this week. We'll see what pace they come in.

But, for now, I tread water. Lunch in half an hour, so maybe there will be something for me to do when I come back from lunch.
worm food

From a job ad

"We are the finest sport & fitness club company in the world dedicated to enhancing our Member's lives."

So, apparently, the have one member who has many lives. And since it's capitalized, that member must be God. Whoa, God's fitness club. I wonder what kinds of things he does to keep fit.

Got work?

Yes, I do. It seems that my email was effective. Now I've got some proofreading work to do. Yay. I like proofreading.

And I even got a "thank you for telling us you were in need of work."