TOOL 04.17.94 N.Y.C


01.21.98

I have 45 min to kill until my next class...
Yesterday went OK. Saw a bunch of other people retaking that english class, engl 328 --"Structure of the English Language"...I don't feel like such a total imbecile now. The administration added an extra unit to the class and now it's encompassing phoentics too...that's what he talked about for lecture--at least the class won't just be this monotnous boring same shit all over again repeat. Yeah me.
Got homework for that class which I haven't started yet--I'll do it tonight, should take about 10 minutes looking at it.
I got homework in engr 324, Monitoring of Systems (using statistics)...need to do it with Excel--that one I did start last night...

But no, you really don't need to read about my homework, i suppose that's rahter boring and pointless...I know that ten years from now this would be an entry *I* wouldn't reread...

Sarah and I had kinda a scuffle, but everything is fine now I guess. Remember what I wrote earlier about "I hope she doesn't take it as bad as I would"? Well, I guess she did, and I felt bad, but all's cool now. yippy!

Great, that was a whole eight minutes so far...
I need to redesign my homepage I've decided...it's grating me...so *boring*. I suppose Eolian Harp could use a facelift too...I jst don't have the motivation to do it though, so it probably won't happen...i've got too many other important things to do. about 4/7 through the latest book in King's _Dark Tower_ series...I better finish it fast b4 the work load from school piles up...

Still no job. went to check on that last chance one as an office asst on campus...but they hadn't even gone through the apps yet! *sigh* They're supposed to call about interviews.
*Sigh* Don't call us, we'll call you.

I just got a really crisp DAT yesterday, but the first song on it got all screwed up and I gotta send it back to the guy and have him reclone it...fucking sucks--pain in the ass. At least it's cheaper and easier to fix shit like that on a DAT than on an analog cassette. Just gotta reclone over the fucked up bit--afterall, it's just rewriting over 1's and 0's...not actual analog soundwaves. Plus postage sure is cheaper.

The school has a couple b/w scanners available for student use, and I'm thinking of scanning a few things in for the pages...maybe i could do a DAT so ppl could see what the hell I was talking about so much...I dunno.

Ran into an old neighbor last night on campus. She seemed to want to talk a bit--I didn't...kind of a weird tension because she was too clueless to get the hint...that "leave me alone, can't you see I'm busy, I'm not interested" look/mindset. Just because you're cute don't mean the world revolves around you dear, so sorry.

Another half hour to go. Using campus computer keyboards are weird.
I have nothing more to say I guess, so sorry.

"My warning, meant nothing
You're dancing in quicksand
Why don't you watch where you're wandering
Why don't you watch where you're stumbling" TOOL



03.25.97 Sheryl Crow Warfield Theatre SF, CA taped by a taper friend--very nice job.


Well, I was just thinking the last few hours, about this journal...hmmm, that's a lie, really it's just been a few minutes, but wanted to make it sound more thought out than that...lately the journal hasn't been expressing what I want it to express. Most of the last week has been, did this, did that, that sucked, that was cool, etc. There hasn't been any real serious fucking *thought*...at best it's been piss and moan, whine and pule...well, I think I might stop writing for a while...The journal originally went online to find comfort in fellow thought...not fellow jobless luck or discussion of how ugly my navel is kind of a thing I've been doing lately.

What this means is that I think I'm going to be posting less and less for a while, at least until I get my voice back. My new story is pulling me away, school is pulling me away, my piled up to here (hand at temple) reading list, etc...things that need to be done.

It's a crappy position to be in. Nothing real to discuss on any meaningfull level. I guess maybe I could apologize to those who read on a regular basis, but those ppl are few and far between, and you'll understand my reasoning anyway I think (i hope), and appreciate the less sporadic posts that *do* pop up. I get bored reading the kind of journals I've been writing lately. Apologies go to those of you who write *only* the type of journal I'm discussing, but that's my tastes.. I guess those of you I'm reading now (+ others who don't read this and will never know this little bit) could feel "special" or honored that I read your stuff...because it's your words I dig, not your graphics, not your font size, not your background or any of that super-duper HTML special tricks you do...I never see most of that stuff anyway, using Lynx to browse.

In fact, taking this a step further, i actually don't even tremendously *enjoy* all that super fancy HTML/java coding...doesn't do a whole lot for me actually.

But, just to update on a few things that have been left hanging and might as well be resolved, I got a callback today on that office asst. position...actually get to go in for an interview friday. Huh, 1/7 ain't terrible I suppose, not around here anyway. I can only put faith in my interviewing skills now--I'm sure there are other applicants that have more office experience than me...but nevertheless, this is a job I can kick ass at, not just because I'd be shit fuck relieved I *have* a job, but because I know the turf...

Class is going well, I actually recognize people in English classes now--that's great, last couple semesters it's all been a sea of mystery out there. in My Composition Theory class I saw a ton of ppl I know...in fact the gal sitting next to me recognized me b4 I recognized her...heh, now *that* is a promising sign! ;) Greg and Tim and Kevin and Gillian and Erin and Christa and Robin and a few others known by face but not name...

IN fact, not that I think of it, I think I recognize more ppl in English than in the Engineering classes--I suppose that's a *bad* sign...ah well.

One month from now I'll be rockin' out to PJ in Maui, night two. yeah!!

"Everybody gets high
Everbody gets low
These are the days when anything goes
Everyday is a winding road" Sheryl Crow
 


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