Wednesday, December 28, 2005 Why aren't I asleep?
Down in the basement, just about directly below where I'm sitting, one of my housemates is banging a drum. He usually plays the viola, and this sound is less sad, but it seems more restless. I have a cough, and I am restless, too.
Some friends in Virginia sent me a calendar they'd made. It shows old pictures of Richard Nixon with drawn-in word bubbles. He's saying really positive things, and each day that's not already a designated holiday is marked off as something like "pond day" or "ultimatum day". It's going to be a good year.
In news of the unpleasant, I just slightly broke my keyboard. One of the arrow keys was stuck, so I pried it up to get whatever foreign object that was making it stick out of there, an when I tried to put it back, I caused a tiny, key piece of plastic to fly across the room, and I have no idea where it landed. That part of my keyboard looks strip-mined right now. Very sad. Maybe there will be a finding lost items day in my future, so I don't have to look like a punk when I type. posted by Frenzy Lohan | 12/28/2005 11:13:00 PM
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