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Okay… download this, oh and wait, go here and read this, mix, marvel at intelligence, oh wait, crap. Forgot to call her about good letterpress places in town. Wait, remembering Christian said there is none, but she would know; her students do it. They have their own letterpresses. Sweet. Call. Call. Call. Wait, crap, go to the hospital; must see grandmother. Eeeww brain tumor scar. Damn, forgot other grandmother has cancer too, need to send card. Yes. Wait, damn, need to start writing, yes. Your other life is calling, time to write some funny books. You did some research; you know the score. Well, you thought you knew – damn, I gotta draw those pages before I start on another project. Professionalism = me. Hellfire, I got to run in half an hour. Run. No booze. Must keep liver healthy. Okay, booze on weekends (let’s get serious here, I got to work it out). What the hell can I do in half an hour? Can’t draw. Can’t write. Really don’t want to get back into the thicket of CMSes. Hmm, hack Mozilla? Sure! Why not? It is easy and fun! Wait a second, that is too much like coding, which is too much like CMS. Avoid the CMS. Stop thinking about it. Stock? Damn the markets! Damn them! I shoulda sold ($700 later)!Okay, not healthy, keep an eye on them, some time, maybe. Wait, I need to invoice. Damn. Where are my invoices? So… iChat with Fredd? Yeah, why not? Crap. Got to find out about con so wife doesn’t kill me (she’s pretty today); when is it? Am I rooming with Fredd? Dammit! I’ll need to bring samples by then. Oooo! Stomach, stay down. Okay wait, I need to post today; it has been awhile. Post to site? That would be good. You couldn’t think of anything all day, what with the blankity-blank image server on the fritz again. Good time to post. Clear mind. Let the posting begin…

Tuesday February 24, 2004    

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