At lunch, I checked over the phone to see how much money I had. Surprise surprise… I was about $375 overdrawn on my checking account. fuck. I run to the bank, and go over my transactions with a really nice teller. Turns out, I wasn’t keeping track enough of my spending… and when my rent check got cashed, ka-BLAMMO. Luckily,…
My friend MaryAnn arrived today! She went to school at OSU with me, and is a fiction writer. She knows Chicago so much better than me it’s not even funny. She’s been in NY for a while, and is moving back to the windy city. She’s staying with me a few days, and arrived this morning. Our schedules are a…
Matt continued my asskicking during the day. While I was at work, he IM’ed me several times, yelling at me for not writing. I decided, during lunch, to go out to the Barnes and Nobles in Crystal Lake and purchase a copy of Poets Market. That’s right, kids. I haven’t had enough rejection in my life lately, so I want…
Work. Tired. Cranked out a CD for a client. Yadda yadda. Driving home from Kenosha last night, I could barely stay awake at the wheel. When I got home, an ex-girlfriend of mine (Ann) was in the process of leaving me a message. It was near 11:00 PM when I walked in the door, and picked up. She’s been having…
It is a rather bleak morning, with us waking up around 10 AM. Melissa is still battling her flu-like symptoms, and is in and out of the bathroom all morning. It hits noon, and we realize we’re not going to make it to see Dustin’s apartment before dinner. I talk with him online, and he’s already guessed as much. Around…
Melissa arrives! We meet, shake hands, and start chatting about her trip. As we walk down to the luggage carousel, we’re both sorta taking stock of one another. It’s a bit weird at first, as we’re essentially two complete strangers. The talk goes over the usual topics, the boards, WH folk, and whatnot. On the blueline train back into the…
When I arrive back at the checkpoint, I look up the schedules. Delayed some more. The flight is set to arrive at 12:30 AM, so there’s even more waiting. For a while, I sit at the base of an escalator, positioned directly across from the metal detectors. I see a guy slouching, and notice a nice frame for a photograph….
So I have no recourse but to wait. When I check, I see that her flight is delayed until 11:50 PM. I spent most of the day cleaning, and realize I’m ravenous. When I ask the security guy if anything’s open, he tells me that I need to travel by train to "Terminal 5." I track down the transport, and…
Ah. The apartment is presentable, and I head out to catch the Blue Line to O’Hare at about 9 PM. Moonie is due to arrive at around 11:15 PM. I checked airline’s schedule, and everything looks good (Melissa called earlier, to say there was a chance the flight would be delayed). I figure it takes a while to get out…
Mopping the floor, putting crap away. I live like a slob and the only times I clean are when I have visitors. I woke up at 6:30 this morning, and went to the grocery store to get supplies. If there wasn’t a mop in my hand, there was a grocery bag (went to Jewel about 3 times today). Lots of…
Interesting cycles. I’m updating again at, what is almost 12 hours to the minute from my entry this morning. Woke up early, did some cleaning of the front rooms, and left the kitchen and bathroom for tomorrow. Decided to veg on the computer for a bit. I’ve finished a big cup of coffee, and it hasn’t even fazed me. Been…
I know a lot of people by their usernames and handles. I know a few by their actual names. How will I refer to the people I meet? I’m thinking first names, but that suddenly requires a pretty substantial mental shift. Saying "Hey Melissa" seems a bit strange, as I’m used to seeing the name "MoonDragon" anytime I talk with…
Melissa (MoonDragon) is visiting tomorrow evening, and I’ll be picking her up at O’Hare. Sunday, we’re heading to Kenosha to meet up with other WH folk… and we’re going to see Dustin (a3dmofo) before the dinner. At least, that’s the plan… I have some concerns about us waking up in time, hangovers and all. :D This weekend will mark my…
Walked in the door about 30 minutes ago. Working on my first drink of the night/day (Edit: Make that second). I’ve been at work since about 8:30 this morning. Er… yesterday morning. I got direction on what to do, finally, at around 8:30 PM. Ah well. These hours come with the territory, I suppose. Nice to feel needed every once…
—–Original Message—– From: a3dmofo Sent: Thursday, August 01, 2002 11:44 AM To: Felix Jung Subject: Re: Version 8.6 : A big day for the NTF oh and….you know what i think i’m gonna have for lunch today? mcnuggets. bastard