September 1st, 2002

Roman

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Lordy, it's 9:15 already. I woke late, at 8:30. I guess because I was up until near midnight watching QAF. I got sucked into it. I need to get dressed and back to the storage shed. There is hope. I know there is hope. I now need a little more shelf space for the books I unearthed - the ones I plan to keep. I have already gone through all of my books and pulled what I thought I could give away, so that isn't a good option. Maybe I could get a small shelf that I put on top of the entertainment center. These shelves are all prominently displayed right now, for the student rush.
Roman

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I finished reconciling my bank account on Quicken. I had let it go for the last couple of months so it had gotten out of balance. It's good to be back.

I have to make decisions about the stuff that goes into the storage building. Perhaps I will take in the papers to sort later and put into more organized boxes, and then put the tools back in the shed. I am not sure about the darkroom equipment. Yes. This makes sense.
Roman

Big Sur

I have my hiking book, plus a copy of the page with the hike I want to do, and a boca burger and some fruit. My backpack has the usual stuff in it, the first aid kit and the rest, although for this trek it shouldn't be necessary. The hike is a loop, 1.6 miles long. Assuming I manage to stay on the loop I'll be fine. I have extra film - although looking at all the slides and pix in the storage shed, which I need to sort through, one might wonder why why why? I can't help it. I'll get a shot of me somewhere in there, to prove I did it.