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Chapter 10,813: In which our hero almost passes out in an airplane bathroom, pees in a cup, and has a doctor argue about the possibilities of STDs before admitting that our hero does indeed only have a urinary tract infection.

Yay for painkillers.

I completely forgot I had a Yahoo! email address. Well, that's not entirely true. I forgot that I'd ever had mail sent in that direction. Turns out that's where I had all the email from the anarchist/prankster collective sent.

Now I realize that by going on vacation, I'll be missing urban golf in Capitol Hill. Alas, poor mayhem, I enjoy you well. On the plus...
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I neither interview nor mope well. The two are often hideously related, but I'm always glad of the latter fact when I'm reminded of the former.

Quite often my dreams are of blood and fire and grace. They resemble a Hong Kong shoot-em-up without even lip service being paid to plot. I find these refreshing.

Last night, I dreamed that Apple announced some really sweet computers that I couldn't buy because I'd just purchased a new Mac mini, and it was terrifying.

I wonder about myself most days.

Through the sort of diligent and pointless research that I do when I'm not especially motivated to do anything else, I found out that many of my favorite bands can be classified as either groove metal or anarcho punk. Beyond the "huh, people have too much time on their hands" response, there is the vague amusement that punk has a taxonomy and that one part...
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I added a new Apple Cinema display to my desk to replace the venerable DiamondPro that had anchored my desk at a beautiful 1600x1200 for nearly eight years. I've got two monitors bigger than this one at work, and yet this one still pleases me.

I am a size queen, apparently.

Up early. Chores done. Breakfast consumed. Today will be a good day, or heads will roll, which would per force make it a better day.

Yesterday looked like it was going to be pretty rough, but somehow I scraped through. I got my new iPod case in the mail. It's made from a kimono obi by a little company in Australia. Globalization has its upsides...
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Spent the afternoon planning on doing something...I suppose ridiculous is the best way to to describe it...with a Mac mini, my Newegg account, and a Merom processor. I was defeated by lack of retail Merom processors. Sadness.

This evening I find myself restless and vaguely sad. I'm trying every trick I have in my quiver, but I still end up a bit depressed most days....
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Speaking with my boy, the PizzaMan last night, I said something I realized later to be at least marginally wise. He said that you can't be happy all the time, and I replied, "But you have to try really hard to be sad all the time."

That said and being true, I decided today would be better.

My computer died at work, so I got...
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Quiet music and black thoughts are not the way to spend an evening. I should probably have eaten something today; shame is best taken on an full stomach.