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randomness. [Jul. 4th, 2003|08:10 am]
Chaz Meyers
[Current Music |Pearl Jam - Better Man]

Yesterday was weird.

Yesterday morning, before going to sleep, I had a long conversation with Mike Stenson which covered topics such as Macs, OS X, Infinite Loops, and Object Oriented Programming. Huh?

I vaguely remember being woken up, being told the power was out, and asked if I knew the landlady's number. I did not, and went promptly back to sleep.

Just a few minutes before I left for work, electricians knocked on my door. A bit unexpected. Luckily, I was able to get up to get to the subway station fast enough that I was only a few minutes late for work.

I am told that while I was at work, Hollie showed up, cleaned some of the house, and left. What? I do not understand why she cleaned. Weird.

This morning, around 4:30, the air conditioner. I had assumed that the power had gone out again. Fortunately, it was wrong. The lack of noise still kept me up, though. I hope when I move back into my room I will be able to sleep without the humming of the AC.

I don't know about you people, but when I am halfway between being awake and sleep, I think of random thought. Last night, as I was falling back asleep, I came to the strange notion that girls be definition are crazy. At the time, I could not think of a sane girl I had met. I still cannot. Perhaps that speaks more of me and the people I have met than the total population of girls.

To girls' defense, I think most guys I meet are jerks and idiots. Sane jerks and idiots, granted. Maybe I'm a magnet for crazies, idiots, and jerks? I don't know.

As I've mentioned before, I don't remember dreams often. Last night's, though, was an exception. I was in some class, and I had to put a cast on my arm. I was reading the manual as I went along, and when I saw that I'd have to keep the cast on my arm for a month, said 'fuck that' and took the cast gunk off my arm. Later, I was on the subway with a metal fold-up chair from the classroom. It was big and bulky, and it was pissing off the elementry school teachers around me who all hated their jobs.

I don't think today is going to be weird, since I'm going to be the only one around. Boring. Don't people give time off for 4th of July anymore?

[User Picture]From: cpm
2003-07-05 02:08 pm (UTC)
The crazy kind of crazy.
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