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June 11, 2001 12:27 AM
Back from the dead

My ears hurt. We, that is Bernie, Pinnell, Emily, and myself, just got back from the Spinal Tap concert here. Boy, did they kick some ass. They must be about two hundred years old now, but they still rock all the way out. They had a backup chick with a tambourine that looked exactly like Colleen. Oh, and Joe Satriani came out and did a few songs with them - damn, man.

Anyway. I only got two hours of sleep this weekend. Got sucked in by DiabloII again last night - I lost all my old characters to the 90-day reaper, and started from scratch again. Then I had to help the landlord show the apartment, so we can maybe get out of the lease and get our deposit back when we move in a week or two. Then Spinal Tap. Then work tomorrow morning. And I'm screwing with the computer because...? Sleep now.

June 08, 2001 08:37 PM
My teeth hurt.

So, we got a new apartment in the Richmond district - 10th and Geary-ish. Bernie is being awesome about hooking up all the utilities and arranging movers and stuff. I am being really awesome about being a slacker. I reckon I'll be waiting until the last minute to pack up all my stuff, and forget to get the DSL moved and crap. Lamer.

Speaking of being a slacker, I really need to get myself some health insurance. I've been contracting since I left my full-time gig at Organic, and I stupidly let my CORBRA insurance deal lapse. Now my teeth (real and fake) are starting to fall apart, and I need someone else besides me - namely, an insurance company - to pay for putting it all back together.

I'll call Blue Cross tomorrow. Oh, shit. Tomorrow's Saturday. Okay, Monday. Really.

Weird dreams

Last night, I had a dream that I was in a high school gym class, playing basketball with an ex-coworker of mine, Maynard. We weren't doing so good, but I did get picked to be on the nerd team. Anyway, I didn't have any gym shorts, so I went out in my boxers. They were not basketball-worthy, as the front kept flapping open. So Maynard let me borrow his.

I'm not sure I'm comfortable with that. Who knows where Maynard's shorts have been?