something. why do you ask?

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feeling guilty, I ate two chocolate chip cookies from McDonald's along with my yogurt parfait for lunch. I couldn't help it, they were chewy and warm and oh so chocolate-ey. Why does skinny food make hanker for a plate of barbecue and a slice of pie? In my dreams, men admit that they prefer round, shapely women with some meat on their bones afterall.

your yogurt parfait has a lot of sugar in it. sugar makes you want sugar.

i prefer women who hide their ribs behind round, soft curves.

I'm stoned and programming. I feel guilty, I should be messing with sumi ink. But I can see the babylonian meanings between the syntaxes and letters, it's hard to see in normal consciousness cause programming is a little boring for me, but I think once your out, you can understand it more.

drinking cream soda and changing my lego car into a spaceship before I go home.

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Cripes, it's turning into old home week around here, eh?

Do people really say "cripes"?

Yes Nelly, people really say "cripes". My ex-girlfriend used to say that and "Holy Crow" all the time, which I found really annoying.

What am I doing now? Drying off. Went out in my boat even though the forecast was for thunderstorms. The evening started out nice enough, but the weathermen were right for once. Only caught one fish, but had many beers.

I have a friend who frequently uses the expression, "For shits and giggles."

I really loathe it. I like cripes, though. I also like crimony!

wondering what's going on at 5:25 p.m in front of Radio City with all the tents.,

all sung out, and another day of Holly Springs to go.

If you like "cripes, try new and improved "Holy Cripes, Eh!"

cooking a frozen pizza and listening to the van cliburn competition on the radio. even though it's going on only 8 blocks away from me.

thinking about ordering a pizza.

i just figured out that i ran over 46 miles in may.

which is a lot for me. aside from two short runs in early april, i started running in may. may 7th.

i ran nearly 18 miles last week.

i'm hooked.

glory be.

leaving work on time for once ...

I haven't been here in so long .. nice to know some places still feel the same.

obsessed with my body, owing to the new workout regimen most likely; I can't leave the bathroom at work without checking in the huge mirrors for those desperately wanted improvements in the hips and thighs area. I'm trying not to expect too much too soon, but the cottage cheese and jello consistancy of my thighs and butt don't seem to be making their exit quick enough. I figure I can spare 15 to 20lbs. and still look like a woman. It's a terrible thing to turn around in the mirror and see your mother's butt.

Off to the gym tonite...

if i ever see my mother's butt in my mirror, i will probably have major issues.

i've dropped nearly 20 lbs since A. left.

going home.

it's been a long day.

just heard about an italian dish that includes new zealand green mussels. moonit, have you had these? please let me know.

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by the way, why is the website on central time?

Listening
to some vintage old- school jams
(Stevie Wonder - Innversisions)
alternated with some
chunky new-release guitar grooves (Jeff Beck - You Had It Coming).

["Rollin' & Tumblin" is so good it hurts!]

Rejoicing in the fact that Nate is NOT getting married!
(Baby, the hell with diamonds! I wd drink yr bathwater & lick the ring around yr tub just for one nite w/yr Natorious self... ;)

Wondering if Margaret actually took the plunge?

Sending a big, wet kiss to Swine if he's still around.

Enjoying Mark's big pictures. (And how are you, Your Markness?)

And hugs to Sem. ('Requiem' is pretty brutal to watch alone. But it was amazing -- I sat thru it twice over the weekend. Unfortunately/it was the Blockbuster version. But the director's cut on DVD will be out shortly.)

Sweating out the wait 'til August when the Nicholl fellowship announces the quarter-finalists. And wishing the damn Copyright Office wd cash my check already -- it's been a more than a month!)

It's the 1st screenwriting contest I've entered & the most prestigious one around. One of the 5 winners from 1998 was Mike Rich. His entry, "FINDING FORRESTER" got procuded & came out last year/to good reviews & good box office.

And he was just an ordinary 40-yr-old first-time entrant back then/just like moi.

So if anybody's got any spare mojo they're not using/send it my way!



S'gonna be a long, hot summer.

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saying, "Whoaaaa, look. It's R.C.!!"

How you been? Still seeing the chef?

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Sending moonit belated condolences. I wish I had had a Nana like hers.

Being postpartum. Though usually acting pretty normal, I found myself weeping at the "five little ducks" song on a Raffi album (the little ducks get temporarily lost from their mother). Hormones are scary and mind-altering things.

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Thanks.

Joe I haven't because I don't really eat seafood. Although I know people who hang out for the season.

smoking bongloads
drinking beer
past my bedtime
listening to old songs.

I'm making a retro cd for my friend Jules. All the old bad 80's songs you pretend you don't know the words to - but really you're drumming your feet under the table.

Want a copy?

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sending mojo to R.C.

not wanting to be back in this damn office where they don't seem to believe in air conditioning.

think I need a pop.

Finally have a few minutes alone,and i'm thinking I'm only 2 people short of a menage a trois.Odd.

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gearing up for dinner.

i'm getting a good lab tan.

last night, with three engineers with far seniority to me, we were chasing a problem.

i suggested something, and they didn't hear me. i suggested it again, and they assured me that it had nothing to do with the issue.

they worked away on it today.

then, i come in with the boss. we're talking about server allocations or something, and stop to see how they're doing.

again, i say 'are you sure it has nothing to do with ... "

i'm assured it has nothing to do with it.

the boss says "have you tried changing it?"

uh, no.

so they do.

and it fixes it.

and because they wouldn't listen to nate, we wasted three resources over 12 hours.

dumbasses.

moral: listen to nate.

LISTEN TO ME GODDAMNIT.

actually, the moral is i need to be more assertive.

motherfuckers.

remembering a time not so long ago when, after my group at work complaining to our boss that our teamleader was an asshole basically, aformentioned team leaded sitting us down for a meeting. at the end of a meeting he pops a cassette in the boombox and plays the following:

LeeAnn Rimes singing "Talk to me."

It was the most uncomfortable 3.78 minutes of our lives.

In return I wanna find a copy of a novelty song from the 80s called:

"Shaddup-uh you face"

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Katja,this will pass,how is the baby?Can you post a picture? I'm sending mojo to R.C. too,I love that gal.

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commenced

hooray heather!

congratulations.

kekekeke.

i'm meeting antigone in a couple hours.

ohhhh....

why am I too lazy to find women locally?

They are all either in Japan or LA or Detroit or wherever I'm not at.

Oh well. I may be moving to NYC.

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thinking ryan and pez should maybe hook up. you both live in portland, and are both young fresh faced younglets, correct?

correct.

congratulations, heather! congratulations, katja!

ryan, you'll be making the right move by coming to nyc. all the woman in new york are so sweet and beautiful and nice. and they're all available. that goes without saying. you'll be amazed at what you've been missing, and
you'll forget you ever heard of the internet the minute you cross into nyc airspace and immerse yourself in the bodacious, bountiful delights of new york city women. i think you should forget about going to sleep tonight and just get the next plane to laguardia. right now. hurry. i'm willing to risk my reputation by saying that if you get on a direct flight to nyc within the next 3 hours i will personally guarantee you that by sunrise you will be at a hotel in midtown manhattan fornicating frantically with the most beautiful women in the world. what are you waiting for? book it!

pj I have that on cd i think - i'll check

Hee! I laugh again.

freaking




out

one hour


fortyfive minutes.



i'm going to the airport.

Just got back from making my video for the dating service. Came out pretty good. I also picked out a couple of interesting women. probably sometime next week or two I'll find out if they will want to meet.

calindo...come to costa rica...no videos required...

free-floating lust has come upon me unawares, and without anybody remotely nearby to take it out on! dang!

livid with wonder.
at 2 am the phone rings, is answered, and all i hear is loud bar music. 'HELLOOOO?!'
then a voice: "the time you ran was too insane, we'll meet again, we'll meet again....hey man"
DAVE
he's alive. the homeless angel is alive! the kid who used to sleep on a dumpster behind KFC and who lived in our family's basement for a period of time is still goddamn fucking alive.

what a day

livid with wonder.
at 2 am the phone rings, is answered, and all i hear is loud bar music. 'HELLOOOO?!'
then a voice: "the time you ran was too insane, we'll meet again, we'll meet again....hey man"
DAVE
he's alive. the homeless angel is alive! the kid who used to sleep on a dumpster behind KFC and who lived in our family's basement for a period of time is still goddamn fucking alive.

what a day

Binding books and listening to records in my quiet-for-a-short-time house.

Your love is like 1000 caucasian carnivores playing mumblety peg with an eggplant

PJ,

No, the chef was history not long after we met. He moved to Miami. We exchanged a few emails but I haven't heard from in in ages.

I have resigned myself to dying a shriveled up, unloved, old Black woman with 12 cats & a good CD collection.