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9 September Here's what I get for writing these entries a couple of days later! I forgot to write in yesterday's (Friday's) entry about the day before (Thursday) about the two most important things that happened. First was Open Pages, which I checked out for the first time since the week before, and was astonished to find the horror that is the new Yahoo-ized Webring. I spent minutes and hours trying to figure out what the hell it is and what the hell to do where the hell the queue is and my God is it ever ugly and useless! And that was before I say the new ring code that will be implemented! So, I'm out of there. It will be difficult, since there are 1000 sites involved, but nothing will be worse than leaving it where it is. I joined a list of disgruntled ring owners, and there was one message "I wonder how Sage Weil is feeling now?" The answer came, "I hope he's as miserable as we are."
The second thing was that also that same night, Thursday, I decided to send a message to my private list for the first time in months and months, and, as expected, there were about 75 billion bounces, including some from quite good friends of mine! So, if you didn't get a message and you wish that you had, just send a blank email here.
Okay, what are we pretending now...Ah yes, it is Saturday and I must talk about Friday. This is getting awfully complicated. So I was sick and sneezy all Friday, even worse because I had to get up really early and go to work really early because I was going to leave really early (spot the pattern?) and pick up my rental equipment so that I can make my movie today and tomorrow. I did all that, and got the stuff, which just about gave me a stroke, carrying it all home, balancing it on the van, the other riders giving me just the dirtiest looks for having so much crap in the aisle, but I finally got home. I was looking at all of the stuff, thinking that I had to make the movie now, 'cause I had spent all of the money. It was like being at the top of a slide, about to go down. But then I thought, no, it's like being at the top of the slide, just having let go, and now you have to go down the slide, like it or not.
Anyway, then I went to sleep, if you can call it that. I must have woken up fifty times in the night, and I am not exaggeration a bit. I'd think that I got no sleep at all, but the time went fast enough, as I kept looking at the clock, to know that I must have done some sleeping. The worst bit was, though, when I got up because I had to go to the bathroom, went in and sat down, and then was suddenly almost felled by just the most enormous stomach cramp. I have nervous stomach sometimes, but this was different, this was much worse. I was waiting for it to pass, when I was hit by the one-two punch of this overwhelming feeling that I was going to throw up, and the knowledge that I certainly couldn't get up to do it in the bowl, so I would probably have to just throw up on my feet, and this wave of cold washing over me (it was very hot and sticky last night), and suddenly I was freezing and absolutely slick with sweat. Finally, I didn't throw up and was able to get back to bed, but it was bad, really bad. And when I woke up this morning, all sleep-deprived and woozy and sick, not to mention still sneezing, I realized that this would be just like a regular movie, where everyone on it is exhausted and sick as dogs, but have to work anyway! Here we go...
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