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Sep. 17th, 2001 03:39 pmwhere did it go? the weekend? what weekend?
hm.
so many people I would like to meet. all my time seems to go to Callie. to keep her spirits up. to keep her mood on the good side. it's a work of devotion to be sure. and of love.
but it also requires me to sacrifice other friendships and developed contacts. not 100% comfortable with that, I think. clearly, she deserves a lot of attention and caring. as long as she holds the view that I am the perfect medic to administer her relieving prescription, I must do my duty. and be honored.
went to see Lise's band play on Saturday with BadCop and Callie. good fun (a band name like "I Killed Your Dog" can hardly be wrong). and BadCop's flyers were a hoot. Royal Beat Conspiracy didn't impress, so we went home instead. (I was a little freaked out when M. told me she and her gang were assaulted by 10 people at the underground station. guess I wanted to slip away. call me a coward.)
the fan on my laptop is broken and I need to replace it. the guys in tech.prod don't have backup machines, otherwise I could have yanked out the hard drive and played on in another chassis. shameful.
I've been going over a lot of the afdl threads from last Tuesday and on... threads of compassion alongside voices of blind hate. people of reason advocating horrible acts of hate while persons I've viewed as less than mature now display admirable level-headedness.
some of my old friends still remain rock solid, though. I was heartened to discover that.
hm.
so many people I would like to meet. all my time seems to go to Callie. to keep her spirits up. to keep her mood on the good side. it's a work of devotion to be sure. and of love.
but it also requires me to sacrifice other friendships and developed contacts. not 100% comfortable with that, I think. clearly, she deserves a lot of attention and caring. as long as she holds the view that I am the perfect medic to administer her relieving prescription, I must do my duty. and be honored.
went to see Lise's band play on Saturday with BadCop and Callie. good fun (a band name like "I Killed Your Dog" can hardly be wrong). and BadCop's flyers were a hoot. Royal Beat Conspiracy didn't impress, so we went home instead. (I was a little freaked out when M. told me she and her gang were assaulted by 10 people at the underground station. guess I wanted to slip away. call me a coward.)
the fan on my laptop is broken and I need to replace it. the guys in tech.prod don't have backup machines, otherwise I could have yanked out the hard drive and played on in another chassis. shameful.
I've been going over a lot of the afdl threads from last Tuesday and on... threads of compassion alongside voices of blind hate. people of reason advocating horrible acts of hate while persons I've viewed as less than mature now display admirable level-headedness.
some of my old friends still remain rock solid, though. I was heartened to discover that.
