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see, some stories are really sad

to think you could have your life cut short like that. maybe every crisis is a mid-life crisis

still redesigning

well, i started redesigning . . . but it’s not ready yet.

better than nothing. i like my lunches a lot more, partly because the new happy meal toys are cool, and partly because i use them to write and waste a touch more time, instead of taking really fast 30 minute breaks, i actually enjoy myself. i’ve played the stupid “catch the bananas” game at least five times tonight, even though it’s so damn easy.

air conditioning is soooooooo great. especially on the m2 after roasting in the sun waiting for it.

i found the right sequence positions, i think, but possibly the wrong sequence. oh yeah i need to get paid! hehe. can’t believe this month is already almost over. i’m looking forward to being home but realising how little i can actually do. harsh lesson in humility, thanks to the lack of time.

i have to find a way to be more efficient at everything. but honestly, i feel like i’m always doing something–writing, designing, coding, reading. sadly, cleaning has become one of my few breaks from thinking.

what made me happy today? i honestly can’t remember. i hate it when days aren’t very distinctive. work, come home, betired, cook, watch television/work. i guess the dating experiment was kind of interesting, although the next episode looks pretty trashy.

hi ls.

i remember all the strange times we had together. our “group” was so great. you were so nice to me at the school dances, even though we never “went out” (ha middle school). and the smashing pumpkins album you taped for me. and that one dave matthews song. jimi thing i think it was. my cd got scratched and i later lost it. gosh, cds. i was so cheap and broke then. still am, but not as much. now i have way too many cds but not enough other stuff. or maybe i have too much of everything?

but i digress. i guess i am just afraid that you don’t see the old memories the way i do. i also am afraid that others might view the past in an unfavorable light. but this shouldn’t apply to you at all. i have no bad memories of us together, and i don’t remember pissing you off. (unless you are just a ticking time bomb like on oliver beene. probably not, hee.)

i just wanted to thank you for bringing me out of my shell. that’s the main thing. don’t know how i got lost in this letter like that.

alvin