Archive for August, 2003

Justin, B-Day Warm Ups

After work, I met up with Justin, Alex and Emma for a few drinks at Dunphy’s. The place was pretty deserted, and we talked a bit about everything from work to Flash Mobs to employment. All in all, everyone’s energy level was somewhat low (Justin had been at work since 7:30 AM, and it was nearing 9 PM in the…

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Lunch With Katie

I had a good, relaxing lunch with Katie today. Actually, we played a round of chess, and then went out to grab a quick bite. Today, some hardware folks from Indianapolis came down, and there was a fairly big technical meeting. I ended up sliding out of it, but ended up spending most of my day in a sort of…

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Babysitting, Valentine’s Day

by Felix Jung The child, exhausted by his sobbing, falls slowly into dreams. The mother (a low, quiet perfume) and the father (a thick, midnight sweater) have long departed. The cats, equi- distant from the couch, are curled around themselves. I can barely hear the clock ticking over the dull hum of the fridge. Somewhere deep inside the walls, a…

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12S vs. WOT

There’s a photoshop battle underway, between Twelvestone and WOT. A lot of talented designers are throwing down, and going toe to toe. And to top it off, Mr. Grumpy made a kick ass page that houses the battle.

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Trying To Shake This

All day today, I’ve been feeling down. Nothing that I think I can point to – but a general feeling of unhappiness that seemed to grow as the day wore on. I hung out with Justin after work and, after a bit of uncomfortable silence and prodding, he got me to talk some more. During dinner, I actually talked about…

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*Sigh*

What is it about talking to my parents that just immediately puts me in a bad, depressing mood? I found out from my mom that my parents’ restaurant is closing. Now, the financial wheelings and dealings of my parents have always mystified me, and they’ve never really pulled me or my sister into the inner workings of things. From what…

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Slow Sundays

Gotta love ’em. I spent most of my day mucking around on the computer. Got a lot of information together for a freelance project, and spent time talking with the client about what they wanted. Let’s see… washed dishes, did laundry, a quiet sort of weekend day. I did, actually, spend time trying to write/revise something I had hashed out…

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Grumpy Is The Greatest: No Explanation Needed

Session Start (MSN – Portnoy:Mr. Grumpy): Sun Aug 10 20:08:43 2003 *** (Mr. Grumpy) has joined the conversation. Mr. Grumpy: what’s up, quiet man? Mr. Grumpy: cleaning? Portnoy: :P Portnoy: Mucking with a poem a little. Portnoy: I wrote something when I was babyistting for my friend Ben on Valentine’s day this year.Portnoy: Trying to go over it, rework it.Mr….

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Waiting For The End In New Smyrna Beach, Florida

by Maxine Kumin At the corner of Lytleand South Dixie Freeway a paleyoung woman, baby on one arm, crooksin the other a placard that asksWHERE WILL YOU SPEND ETERNITY?while the husband, hearty, even beefywaves all to COME TO JESUSand behind them on the grasstwo sallow little girls fightover a ragdoll. From time to time itrains. They stand foursquare sheltered in…

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Early AM Ramblings

For the last half of this past week, I’ve been looking over old work more. In the mornings, after showering and getting dressed for work… I’ve indulged myself by reading a few of the poems I have taped up on the walls around the apartment. I think this is a postive sign. I’ve been wanting to review my work more…

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The Postal Service

I’ve been playing the song "Such Great Heights" by The Postal Service all day today. Looping it endlessly, as I tend to do. I’m not sure why, but I seem to get fixated on a particular song, and I’ll have to play and play and play the thing until I can no longer stand it. Are most people like this?…

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:smile:

After I got home, I walked to Gallery Cafe for a quick breakfast. On my way back to the house, I passed a mother walking with her kids (who were on bikes). The youngest kid, on a bike with training wheels, looks up at me as he rides by. I look down, and the kid is just smiling, and looking…

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Early Morning Whirlybird

Strangest of things. Yesterday, in my state, I left my portable drive at work. So far, I’ve done that maybe once… but I don’t even think that. Since I update this thing daily, I tend to have my drive with me at all times. So… this morning, at 8:30 AM, I haul out of bed, throw on some shoes, and…

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