stop look and listen

Nine hours in Metro, several stabs at Warcraft, three or four cups of coffee, some peach ice cream, one socio-political debate, one encounter with a deranged homeless person, two rounds of cards, and one suicidal possum later, I'm home. All for $5. Not a bad day at all.

I had a long and interesting conversation with Kirk of all people. It's strange to consider my position enviable, because I live here too much. But I suppose from the outside it must look tempting. There was also a heated and wide ranging political discussion earlier. We circled round eliminating poverty, trade, terrorism, Iraq, Russia, NATO, aid programs and back again. Very interesting. (One of those conversations you imagine having when you're young and think going to college will immerse you in fascinating and important things, and people who are impassioned.)

My horoscope today says: You are stronger than you think. I hope so, I truly do. So much hinges on that now.

Saw a woman in the Renaissance Market today who looked remarkably like a taller version of Reive. I am vastly annoyed that the deluge is keeping me from visiting Cate this weekend. I don't know what I'm going to do to fill the time now.

Some bird lives outside the apartment, and the sound it makes is so much like the noise my modem makes when it disconnects that I find it disturbing. I wonder if it's a mockingbird, or something else entirely.

should be common sense, really

Beware emails asking for your LJ login info.

beats the hell out of homework

Melynda plays the Sims while I play Warcraft. She is building a neighborhood full of her friends, and has a house with her sisters. This morning she built a place for Gene and I, complete with an army of unholy garden gnomes. (Apparently this is all he does right now, though right now he is playing chess) I get to be the local mob boss. We are amused beyond words, you know.

I spent my whole morning fighting trolls. I have to kill the enormous red dragons next, and it's a puzzle as to how I'm going to lure them out.

Way too humid and blah to go outside just yet.

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I have mosquito bites on my ankles from sitting outside the other night, and one of them is right in the middle of my tattoo. It is irritating beyond belief.

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This is why I'm not at the lake this weekend.