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Ghini ([personal profile] ghini) wrote2001-07-06 02:32 am

Yawn. Grumble. Bitch.

Well, today I accomplished a lot of stuff and still felt like I wasted a bunch of time.

For starters, last night I got three traffic tickets. First was for having a license with an outdated address. Did you know GA law requires you get your license updated within 60 days of moving? I didn't. The next two were for running a stop sign and a red light. They were about 20 feet apart, so I think it should just be one big ticket. The stop sign is at an intersection where you need to turn your head about 130 degrees to see the oncoming traffic over a bunch of shrubbery. Bad intersection. Next, I was making a right turn on red at the light, when I realized that the light had turned green while I was in the intersection, so I just went. Think the judge will buy those excuses? Me neither :(

Today I got my license updated, wrote a traffic report for the website I'm working on, went bike riding for exercise, burned a few new Buffy episodes, went to Borders to buy a book and applied for a job. Still, I feel like a slacker.

Random stuff:

1. phatjoe seems to be spending a lot of time here on LJ. We need to get the boy out more :)

2. Sickness is going around in shifts. I only recently beat down the summer cold of doom and bronchitis, my friend Ann is just getting over a sinus infection and now mathgirl has strep. Who gets sick next?

3. Do I know mathgirl in real life? Or is she a LJ-only friend? Inquiring minds wanna know.

4. Aliciaroommate took Ann to buy medicine this evening. They return and Ann has a big full of holistic stuff. She runs up to me grinning (shopping for useless shit does that to her), hold up a little spray bottle and squeals "Try this! It cures vertigo!"

5. karo asked me today why I never seem to worry whether or not I will be happy in the future. I'm kind of stumped on that one. Am I just naturally that happy? Am I setting myself up for disappointment? Have I been so miserable in the past that I know the future can't be any worse? Or do I just have a permanent muffler on my emotions that keeps me from ever being truly joyful or truly sad? Probably not. In the past few months I have felt a few brief moments of truly intense emotion (lust, fear, rage) but probably for no more than an hour tops. I think my emotions may have chronic fatigue syndrome.

6. Going to L5P this weekend to take pics.

[identity profile] eneref.livejournal.com 2001-07-06 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
Happiness is overrated. Don't let it worry you. Looking for happiness gets you nothing but pain and discomfort. She's a vindictive, flighty beast.

[identity profile] improbable.livejournal.com 2001-07-06 07:12 am (UTC)(link)
I think the form of the query was "what makes you not worry about whether you'll be happy in the future?" I don't marvel that you don't, I just wonder where they pass it out.

[identity profile] mathgirl.livejournal.com 2001-07-06 02:38 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't think so. We probably see each other at the Ho quite a bit. REal name is Lisa.

[identity profile] uglor.livejournal.com 2001-07-06 02:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Hehe. I was just talking to someone last night about how there are several distinct groups that are highlander regulars. While none of us know each other personaly, we recognize each other all the time. Are you one of the goths, punkers, rockers, bikers, geeks or others?

You've seen my picture here. Say hi sometime.

[identity profile] mathgirl.livejournal.com 2001-07-07 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
I can't describe myself as anything. Sometimes I come in late from the Chamber, sometimes I'm just there. Unless I'm wearing a wig, I have long red hair. I will look for you though, do you usually frequent porch, front room, or game room?

[identity profile] uglor.livejournal.com 2001-07-07 07:56 am (UTC)(link)
Hrm. This has now become a challenge! I'm usually with a small group, inside, at the front tables. Or I'm outside, with a large drunken group spanning several tables. I'm often seen there in the company of wes, the guy with long brown hair and glasses who sits by the jukebox and reads all night.