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Monday 2 September 2002

Portrait, tired

Pic of the day: Perhaps sleep would have been a good idea.

Icky Monday

"These are the days when you wish your bed was already made." This line from the song Manic Monday hit me already early in the morning. I got too late to bed, wasn't tired at all after sleeping like 9 hours the night before. Now I slept too little, but still overslept, and then when I connected to the Net to download the news to my Pocket PC, the computer hung. I had to restart it. The when it connected to the Net, it hung again. This time I had to turn it off. Then watch as it slowly looked over the hard disk for possible damage. Still, I caught the bus. Well, the latest acceptable bus.

Then I stayed at work till half past 6 for job related reasons. I was already feeling kinda icky sicky. Runny guts, unprovoked cough, shivering, and eventually a headache. Small things, I guess. But all in all, I did not feel too well. It felt good to get back home and log into Dark Age of Camelot. Actually it felt good to be home at all.

On the bus home I looked (not too intensely) at the pretty women and thought about the sad fact that I will die without ever having any kids. It's not so sad for me, really, but such a loss for humanity as a whole. There should definitely be more people like me. Then again, I am not quite sure genetics alone would do that. I'm not even sure a clone would become me, now. That time may be over. It may no longer be possible to make a person like me. I am a child of my time, am I not? Still, considering some of the stuff that is leaking into the gene pool, I am hard pressed to believe they could go wrong with me. Or even half me. But instead, the one and only me is on the downhill slope and there's not a lot to do about it. Caesar is dead, Michelangelo is dead, Einstein is dead, and I'm not feeling too well either.

On the bright side, the third Acid Reflux role playing novel is starting! I am writing a character who cannot lie, and who never gets any. Perhaps this is taking realism too far, but I've thrown in some magic too. ^_^

Whining is fun! I may still have a little headache, but now I am smiling at myself. I hope you are too. Good night, and bright blessings.


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Three years ago: Making Sense

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