Engaged. To be married.

Dougie - congrats!

Spill... I want details...

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Happy for Dougie.
Congradulations.

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Thanks Dani & Moonit. Not much to tell -- after going out for almost 3 years, and living together for a year and a half, I decided it was time to grow up and make a commitment. We went shopping for a ring yesterday, and she found one she liked. We haven't set a date yet, but probably Feb or March. No big wedding either. We're both happy with a city hall thing.

just got back from the
funeral. Pretty weird all
around. The night
before I took Mavis to
Amelie and we got
carded because it's
rated R (both of us are
nigh on 30). Fantastic
movie. Then today I
got on Hwy 23 too early
and added an hour to
my drive time.

stupid.

i did something very stupid tonight, something that could've been mildly tragic, but luckily i had back up.

dougie - you sly dog.

Whoo, Dougie!

(Or should that be "whoo, dogie"? How do you spell dogie anyway?)

d. o. g. g. i. e. =)

gittin' along, whooptee tee yi yo

thanking Bush for making the world a more dangerous place.

thanks fucknuts.

whats most grotesque about this world post 9/11 is the advantage so many are taking. Bush being the worst and Sharon coming in a close 2nd.

Cocksuckers

waitin for my big bag of money

Tryin' not ta kill someone in my office -- so far, I'm winning the battle.

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amused that I didn't previously catch the misspelling of "merriam" up there. As Ms. Morrisette would say, "Isn't it ironic?"

spinning my wheels?
yeah.

i don't like how motel
room heates are either
too hot or not hot
enough.

I am waiting for south
park after going to the
b ar and drinking three
pints. no one from the
crew was there.

Now i am watching the
Croc hunter. Such joi
de vivre!

wATching part 2 of SouthPark.

"WHERE"S CHANDRA?"

waiting for the Buttsteak to eat the buttsteak.

"sorabji wants to directly connect.

getting ready for my first xmas as a music director in 6 years. i've got a 25 voice choir, a string quartet, a brass quartet and a flautist (my daughter). it's pretty awesome and i'm nervous, but it will be great. i'm doing what i love.

learning that traffic in LA is the worst in the nation, while the cost of housing is one of the highest but damn if our air isnt much much cleaner.

Watching O.B.L or U.B.L or whatever the fuck he goes by now a days laughing at what happened to us.
Keep laughing mother fucker. Your day is coming.

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laughing at the TV pictures. glowing faceless heads. hair replacement commercials.

listening to glenn gould.

lately my cd player has made it its life work not to play discs that i really need here. i think it has sensed that not hearing glenn gould right now would be detrimental to my health and, here's the rub, that i'd be be sure i took him with me.

gitastic hairy genitals.

pints are 20 ozs here.

I'm tired of these pinprick tears at the back of my eyes.

I used to love Christmas not so very long ago. 'Twas the season of hugs and cooking and smiles.

drinking.

It's really quite unattractive at the Cat household tonight.

Wish you were here.

what am i doing sitting in front of this computer? the last assignment is FINISHED! as of 11:49 p.m, CST 12/16/2001. And, the sun is shining and the air is crisp and benevolent. Time to climb the mountain.

maybe i will have time to make one soon

nelly, are you done done, or done for now?

either way, congratulations!

building my first ever personal web page.

What a blast!

Now I'm writing yet another column about sex. Wooo hooo.

looking forward to seeing cat's web page. i want to read some of her articles and stuff. put some cat literature in that cat box.

Done for now, Agatha. I can be a normal human being until Jan. 14. One down and four to go.

what you like

swamped. got this report in that was supposed to be all but done and it needs a couple weeks more work, which I can't put in on it until after the holidays. Until after it's due, that is.
Plus general work stress including another rain day which kills us in the schedule. I went to the office xmas party last night and recieved my bonus in gift certificates to a mall, which I will use to get my mom a present tonight. Still, I would have preferred cash to pay bills instead.

listening to Fresh Air.

Why the fuck does Terry have this nitwit Will Smith on?

Why does ANYONE care what HE says about Ali?

i am eating mushroom soup and trying to get a job 3000 miles from here so i can get love from the greatest girl in the world

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stressing.


the mental checklist is a bit long.

-call sam about feeding cats

-return books to library

-check out a new one to read on plane

-do laundry

-pack clothes

-pack gifts

-strategically pack carry ons to avoid search

-loose ends here at work

-inquire about bonus and direct deposit

-arrange cab for 4am.

FUCK!!!!!!!


to top it off im kinda bummed because i can't get my wife what i want to get her, what she deserves. She deserves so much. Its been such a tough year, and it doesn't look like things are clearing up anytime soon.

Her being essentially freelance and trying to push a clothing line is tough man. Needless to say it makes our money situation if-y week in, week out. My steady and modest pay the only sure thing. Im a little sad, that I can't get my wife those Detroit/Kings tickets, or that Opal....


wait....


this just in....

my bonus will be direct deposited by Friday!!

Hallelujah!!!!!!


ok, scrap all that sappy shit. im going to buy the wife jewelry.

christmas bonus *snort* That would be looooverly.

I doubt it will happen for us.

Monday we had a huge meeting with the big boss... he gave us a lecture... my favourite line being 'if you don't like it here... well you can leave...'

Tuesday I handed in my resignation.

It's all about timing.

Cramming for 70-240. Nothing like waiting til the last minute. Anybody else out there tackle this beast yet?

Wondering, if I actually had a cell phone, if it would be cool to call it a "molecular phone."

http://www.geocities.com/m_katja

I call my cellular phone my mel-lular phone.

i call my cell phone the only way i can get somebody to come post bail.

my xmas bonus were
gift certificates to a
mall. I used them to
buy the fam some gifts.

WAITING FOR SOME humor on southpark

don't hold your breath

looking for you

going to scream if i see that dickhead sam phillips on another pbs special.

at least on this one i got to see performances by woody guthrie with sonny terry and brownie mcgee; sonny boy williamson; howlin' wolf; james cotton and robert lockwood; and b.b. king.

rufus thomas died this week. just thought y'all should know.

feeling like I want to play catch with my brother. I throw a mean knuckleball, and he's got a monster curve ball. Been way too long since we did that.

thank you Droop. in his memory I got out the Crown Prince of Dance and played it.

Playing online connect for. My friends have burnt me for drinks.. boys are mean

Surfing the web aimlessly like a shipwreck survivor in a rubber raft and desperately needing a drink of something, anything, to quench this gawd awful thirst.

I think sorabji's blackjack just did the job.
Thanks Mark.

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confirming my flight and the cargo shipment of my cats.

70-240. Venividivici.

wondering if the christmas spirit is going to visit me this year at all, so far it hasn't shown up and i'm not spreading any around that's for sure.

reflecting on the fact that i have survived another of burst of depression. a little more that 24 hours of having no attachment to the idea of existence. during these times, the only thing that distracts me from checking out, is the knowledge that this would really fuck up my friends and family who seem to enjoy life (at least enough not to calmly accept why someone might not want theirs) and somewhat selfishly force me to endure it also. even when my psychological operating costs easily outweight the benefits. to get a little melodramatic, i'm a slave to my compassion for these people who will not understand. you can't discuss these things with the people involved without falling into the cry-for-help basket. although i'm not completely against help. it is the other solution. but, being modified in some way to want to live, reminds me of the fact that a labotomy probably feels great, "once you're in".

Rock on Sarah!

I'm back home in Da UP, enjoying a white christmas. My whole family is going to go see Lord of the Rings today.

wrapping gifts, eating cookies, reading WAYD, catching up, wishing you all a holiday filled with gifts, cookies, old WAYD activities, and catching and wishing and ... waiting.

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in detroit

swearing.

fuck baking blind. stupid bloody idea. now the base of my banoffi pie is munted. Oh well, hopefully when dessert time rolls round everyone will be too drunk to notice.

grr.

Xmas eve here - about to take a nap... in preparation for a night out drinking and waiting up for Santa.

Merry Xmas you guys!

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about to bake and cook and eat and sleep and wait for Santa too. Happy hgappy, merry merry, joy joy, to all of you too. Dinner is anytime after six if you're in the area.

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Going to bed early and waiting for Santa.

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or, you could stay up and track him through Norad...

http://www.noradsanta.org/

God bless the universe.

I can hear people playing cards and clapping their hands and laughing in the hallway. If I go to my peephole, maybe I can see them.

i just played Zoo Tycoon for 4 hours. Never play Zoo Tycoon.

must...make.... Zebras....happy...!

ho ho ho

admiring the Big Picture.

Do you call that colour anus red?

Making bacon, or rather, getting it hot and greasy, then I gotta find the sausage and some chicken embryos...I got my Christmas wish: both of my sons here for the night and now breakfast.

May the light shine for each of us.

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Boas Festas!

hoping everyone is having a good day.

I have to figure out how to get both a photo printer and a hand made skin drum back to columbus without damaging either. The Baggage handlers did a good job on the way up with my mom's present though, so perhaps it will be ok.

I got a digital camera!!!
This means i can share weird things I see with all my pals. I am thinking that I may do a simple web page as my own little photo journal.
I also got new work boots and work socks that are warm for the boots. Plus Rain -X for the car. And WAY too much chocolate. (Come visit, Sarah, your assistance is required!)

And I won $7 dollars on the lottery tickets my mom got us, which means she only lost $3 on the deal.

I go tmy mom a NASty Santa doll (Thansk J fo rthe inspiration - she said it was her favorite present!) and my dad the leather bound gilt copies of the Hobbit and Lord of the Rings. My brother got the Wynton Marsalis Septet Live at the Village Vanguard set from me. He got me books - The Real Frank Zappa book, Reggae-The Rough Guide, and Blues People-Negro Music in White America.

My cousin Renee (or Nay Nay) made out like a bandit - she got a Probe (the car) from her parents for birthday/graduation/christmas, my brother and I got her funky accessories for it, and my dad gave her my brothers old computer and a full length faux-fur coat. Not that she didn't have to before, but she will really have to beat teh boys off with a stick (she's easily the best looking person in my entire family).

How was your krismiss?!

busy changing my cost basis. My securities will all be Bed Bath And Beyond BBBY !

Chillin. An amigo took his camera to the movies last night and recorded Lord of the Rings. He has this mini tripod that he set up by his feet as he sat on the front row. We all got high and watched it after getting roasted playing rummy.

Some fucker keeps riding his loud ass motorcycle up and down the street.

seeing thoughts pass about the days of vinyl records, . . pet rocks ? and Y2K fears.

whatta whirl

just went through the last month of Big Pictures.

I think I liked the Woman in Red the best.

I also think I was in the Whittaker Street Saloon when I was in Savannah in September, it contained the funniest strip show I'd ever seen. I recommend that place for sheer bull-dada entertainment.

excited about getting four long lovely days off.

i'm going to go play pin ball.

looking at myself in the mirror, looking at myself up close. i mean really up close. funny eyelids. tired. for the first time in years i'm looking at that and thinking "that's me."

for Droop:

Paddy was drinking at a pub all night. When he got up to leave, he fell flat on his face. He tried to stand again, but to no avail, falling flat on his face. He decided to crawl outside and get some fresh air to see whether that would sober him up. Once outside, he stood up and, sure enough, fell flat on his face. So, being a practical irishman, he crawled all the way home.
When he got to the door, he stood up yet again, but fell flat on his face. He crawled through the door into his bedroom. When he reached his bed, he tried once more to stand upright. This time he managed to pull himself to his feet but fell into bed. He was sound asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

He woke the next morning to his wife shaking him and shouting, "So, ye've been oot drinkin' as usual!" "Why would ye say that?" he complained innocently. "Because the pub called an' ye left yer wheelchair there again!"

�ja!

gracias, gata. me gusta esa broma porque es la verdad.

tengo un dolor de cabeza.

still sniffling from the cat allergies. My mom and I went to the Keweenaw Animal Alliance today to look at cats. WE didn't get any but there were some really hard choices. I think my mom has her eye on this Himilayan, but it has to go to the vet for some tests first. THere is also a big 18-pounder gray kittie she likes, and an orange one named Leo that was really friendly. I like one that had a urinary tract infection, but had thumbs and a great personality.
So many nice cats! At least none of them are in danger of being euthanized.

i miss nate

i want to be normalized

i want to stop being afraid to fulfill my simple desires. things like 'get a pet'

maybe i just need to focus

happy new year numbers to everyone

and simple lovely plans

tripping to Discovery channel. great topics - one being extreme contortionists.
. . . gigantism, myotoxins from snakes, spiders and the people who survived these body shutdowns before being rescued. Wild one! that special.

I think I have a date!

going out of 2001 with a bang. Or maybe a wimper.

I think I will wear red.

red cat prowl miaow.

Trying to organise my new years eve.

to go out or to hide.

out would be better, but getting a taxi home impossible.

fuck.

reading Marks latest missive and remembering the night a man was outside my window, calling up at the next door window for Yolanda and having things thrown at him, or throwing things one, and somehow it entered into my dreams, that weird state between dream and wakefulness....

listening to this great record of Turkish folk music, Ashiklar, those who are in love, vocals and a guitar-like thing called a baglama, bought at half price at Borders without particularly desiring it, because I had a gift certificate and wanted to use it up so it wouldn't be forgotten and languishing in my purse for 2 years and expiring, and i just didn't see anything i wanted... this music is its own thing and yet it seems so familiar, it has odd little places that remind me of so many other musics, - bouzouki music, balalaika music, Suraiya, the Bulgarian women from Mt. Pirin region, Leadbelly, Flatt and Scruggs, medieval troubador songs and the Llibre Vermeil, flamenco, Leonard Cohen...

oh, it's a film soundtrack.

being the first in the World to wish you a Happy New Year.

xoxooxox

counting down.

wasting time in mindless pursuits.... time.... only 8 more minutes to go...