December 17th, 2002

Roman

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I had such a restless night. I thought about what I need to bring to Las Vegas, when I would leave in the morning tomorrow, what I am forgetting, how much money I don't have, what I'll do on my lunch hour today (possibly buy a new top for the graduation), and on and on. What I did not think about is that I have another dental recheck today. I just remembered that as I lay in bed trying to get up.

It isn't too great when I don't get enough sleep the night before I plan to 1) go to work, 2) pack, 3) wrap graduation gifts, 4) get up way early the next morning to get on the road. It sucks, too, that Mary has to take a separate car because her dad wants to come back the next day and she herself has to work Friday.

I also dwelled on driving to MOrro Bay to pack some of Mary's stuff in my car, bring it with me. All of this led to my getting up in the middle of the night and watching television for about an hour.

Right now I feel okay, though.

The couches are drying all right. I steam-cleaned them yesterday, put towels on the arms to protect them from the cats, and cleaned the cushions and spread them around the room so they too can dry. Going to be okay, I think.
Roman

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One thing's certain: it's really peculiar to get worked up over an altercation that took place entirely online between persons who have never met and never will meet. I don't know how I get sucked in, how I get so affected by these things. But it's clearly stupid.

Some people really enjoy conflict. I don't. I tend to run from it, like most people I know. I don't think this is a good thing. I'm working on it.