November 21st, 2003


delirium tremens

one cup of microwaved yesterday's coffee. that's all there was in the house and now it is gone and I have to get dressed and go get more beans so that housemate c does not have to endure a coffee-less morning.

this isn't as bad, at least, as when I couldn't get the water to boil in death valley and so had to break camp and drive thirty miles before my first cup. although it was around freezing outside and I was outside so I was fairly wide awake.

addiction is a cruel master.
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mutts earl

time, fleeing

that took three times as long as I thought it would. I had to email each student individually about their paper topics as I collapsed last night before getting to them and they have to write the first draft this weekend.

so I was going to read but with this 700-page book it doesn't seem worth it to start unless I have the time to get through at least 100 pages. I mean, I have the time. I don't have to be anywhere or do anything until Monday afternoon. but I don't want to read late into the evening: I want to play.

::searches for self-discipline::

I hardly ever use it. where the hell could I have put it?
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    Silkworm - Slow Burn