Oct. 11th, 2001

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I feel like a soft-shell crab who's waiting for my hard shell to finish forming. In the meantime, I can hardly stand to be in my own skin, much less handle outside stimuli. I don't like it.

I talked on the phone a lot last night. Probably too much. Esp. since I barely remember what I said -- though that could also be because I was doing two things at once. With Tara I was putting away and organizing clothes. So when I hung up with her, I remembered neither the conversation nor the location of certain items of clothing. Finally the information came back to me in odd pairs -- the sweater vests are folded together on top of the drawer because english majors are annoying classmates. Then on the phone with Damon I was distracted with tape-making. I can remember everything he told me but nothing I told him.

I made the first half of mixtape last night for someone. This morning I was listening to it on the train and decided it should be called "Not Your Average Love Songs".

Then I had the weird idea of making a copy for my parents. Maybe because today I don't like them very much and I don't like thinking about my history with them or even in general.

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They handed out paychecks today and I had to sign and date this form for myself and my 2 bosses (they refuse to engage in pointless time-wasting tasks, which is why I'm around to act as a go between them and annoying magaer), and I noticed that it's a palindrome date (10/11/01). Not as perfect as 10/02/2001 was, but really who writes '02' instead of '2' anyway? So I guess I should feel all nerdy for noticing and appreciating it, but then I noticed that Limenal posted something about it as well. So at least my nerdiness is in good company. Which I knew anyway.

I delivered an overdue article for my boss, and decided to reward myself with Garrett's popcorn -- half caramel, half cheese. Mmmmm. So bad for you it leaves your hand completely greasy. But so tasty. I'm currently so unproductive I probably shouldn't be rewarding myself, but I'm sort of hoping to make myself really bored so that I'll HAVE to do work to keep myself sane. I'm giving myself 35 minutes to reach my boredom threshold.

I'm supposed to have coffee with someone tonight but I have the overwhelming urge to cancel. I want to go home and hide under the covers all night.

I wish there was a couch in the office.

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