Daily Archives: September 8, 2003

My strategy of cleaning my room is by moving the mess from one place to another, just kinda herding the mess around my room until it is all cleaned up. The mess is currently huddled on my bed (there is also a herd of dirty clothes in the corner.)

Just went outside to get some more junk out of my car. The sounds of the ocean waves and the light of the moon outside almost caught me in its grasp. Seriously fighting the urge to take a late night stroll along the beach. Mainly I have the urge to do cartwheels on the beach, something that is out of the realm of reality (esp. since I can’t do cartwheels or flips; I know, I was deprived has a child).

Anyway, back to cleaning my room, most of the mess was from the box of memories that I have. This is not to be confused with the Box of April, which is the memory box of April that is in a safe location in Washington. Decided to leave it out and use the contents as fodder for this journal. No memory is truly harmless, however most of the memories in this box are easily sedated and
controllable. Well, we’ll see what happens.

I guess I should move on to the bed. Eventually the moon will set and my energy will be sapped. It would be nice to pass out on my bed instead of my floor.
[Listening to: Good Enough – Sarah McLachlan – Fumbling Towards Ecstasy (05:04)]

I can only think that the Chicken Salad sandwich that I had from Piccolo’s was the reason for my earlier mood. Now that I slept off the sandwich, the moon is starting to take over and I am starting to feel
antsy and horny. **sigh** My room will def. get clean tonight, however, I am going to be a mess for the manager’s meeting tomorrow.

Momentum is also moving me to going out and getting applications for a weekend job somewhere. Barbara has yet to find a new job, an I worry about her odds at finding one,
esp. without computer training. I suggested again that she goes back to school and take a class in Excel, but she said no. I really don’t know of any company that still does their books using
column pads. Also the fact that she hasn’t found a roommate for the empty room is worrying. I honestly expected her to find someone by now. I guess I shouldn’t panic yet, but I think that a 2nd job will be great to get some extra income in so that I will have money to move again, just in case.

Anyway, the cam is on, focused on my messy room. Will get to cleaning it…eventually. Also have some work that I should look over. Def. have a work email that I need to finish tonight. Def. still pissed at Samsung for not calling me back about my monitor.
[Listening to: Little Star – Madonna – Ray of Light (05:18)]

Today has just dragged on and on. I went to bed pretty early last night (I think I did), so I don’t know why I’m so tired. And then I get to work and it has just seemed like the day has dragged on and on. It’s only 4:15 right now. I still have 45min left before I can leave.

Tomorrow I have a manager’s meeting. I wish Tim was working tomorrow so that I could send him in my place and just call in sick and sleep all day. I have no idea why I’m like this. It has to be the chicken salad sandwich that I had for lunch today. It wasn’t very good.

**yawn** I wonder if I will get caught on camera if I take a nap at my desk. I guess I could always goto the bathroom and nap…