Been a quiet day doing reformatting and going to meetings. I get annoyed sometimes, because every time my PM tries to schedule stuff, he always messes it up. I don't let him do schedules often, and when i do i always regret it.I got to bed late last night again. I decided to make spaghetti, and it took longer than I thought it would. tonight, though. Tonight, I'm going to bed by ten, i promise. I'm tired enough that i feel like i'm leaving little trails behind me when I move.
Shalalalalalalala.
So today I finished the first entry of into the wreck, a journal of sorts. It's going to be something like a record of my journey back into my sprituality, I think, and it should be updated about once a week.If you have access to closer, you have access to this. If you don't, then join my notify list and you'll receive the password.
It'll be interesting.
I need to catch up with email. Tomorrow.i'm feeling kind of icky and uninspired. Writing that wreck entry took it out of me.
I should toss links to closer and wreck up somewhere. Oh, I changed reads around. added something, took something else off, changed most of the descriptions.
and she looks up at the building and says she thinking of jumping/she says she's tired of life/she must be tired of something—Round Here, Counting Crows
outside: there was a lovely sunset today
doing: leaving traces
link: Chunk
dream: I think I had dreams, but I don't remember them any more.
