February 20, 2002

The Adventures of Paisley Blue This is a rather special day. Two minutes past eight on Wednesday night marks a millennial mathematical curiosity with time and date forming a rare triple palindrome -- 20:02, 20/02/2002 -- reading the same backwards and forwards. According to this article I was reading, the last time we had something like this was November 11, 1111. Apparently the time, date and year would be palindromic again in 110 years, at 12 minutes past nine in the evening of December 21, 2112 -- or 21:12, 21/12/2112. Pretty cool, eh? Well, last night was tiring but not painful. Mechanic and I went to the club for Michael's drag show, and afterwards she insisted we go to the Vogue where she performed in yet another show. Before it was over, I was leaning over with my head on my arms, falling asleep in the middle of a crowded goth club with music blasting. So Michael told Mechanic to take me home, which he gladly did. At first Michael was drinking only hurricanes and white russians but then he switched to 151 and Coke. It's when he drinks the 151 that he gets real mean, so I was nervous. Fortunately Scorpio and Mechanic were drawing his fire, and Michael just barely touched on me with his tongue. I fell asleep somewhere between 2:15 and 2:30 am. Considering that the alarm is set for 7:00 and I did not really get up until 7:30, it's a wonder I made it to work at all. Tonight I just simply cannot go out, at all. My boss is picking me up at around 6:00 am because we have to be at the Museum of Flight at 6:45 am to begin setting up for the big Annual Meeting. So I'll probably have to get up around 5 am which is close to the normal time Michael goes to sleep. Argh. I'm so tired and I have a long laundry list of things to do today. Oh well, I'd rather be tired and busy than dead with all eternity on my hands. Know what I mean? 1:30 PM UPDATE I am so stressed. Getting ready for this Annual Meeting has me running in circles. I am so afraid that I am just going to shut down. I am afraid of forgetting things. I feel really good when I do something right, though, and my supervisor is not skimpy with the praise. I just hope I can survive all this. There is so much work to do. There is so much to remember. I am so tired. Damn Michael for making me stay out so late. If I had refused to go out last night or if I had left and walked home on my own, I would have pissed him off and who knows if I'd been able to come in to work today. I am in survival mode. I will survive. ~Paisley Blue

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