November 1st, 2004



It's not that often that I feel I have nothing to say, as evidenced by the lonely few blank boxes in the calendar view of my journal. Today is one of those days.

Maybe it's the head cold. (snuck)

Maybe it's the weather. (bleah)

Maybe it's the residual malaise I'm feeling from the weekend. (grumble)**

Who knows? Who cares? I feel like I could fill a whole page with rambling babbling nothingness, inserted into which might be a few nuggets of wisdom or humor or feeble attempts at philosophy...a link or two...a cute bon mot uttered by my child.*** How much of an obligation to my readers do I have? How much of an obligation do I feel on any given day? How much of this is brought on by really awesome cold medicine that makes my heart skip beats and my eyelids twitch? Too much, I suspect.

Things I'm Thinking About:
  • I had at least 3 people, ex-colleagues all, tell me last night that they were just waiting for a chance to hire me at their new companies. I'm beyond flattered.
  • Pick up milk and Pepsi Max, and mail that letter to Debbie on the way home.
  • Well, it was nice that it was light out this morning at 7:30 a.m., but it's 3:57 p.m. as I write this and already getting dark. sigh
  • Let me sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep
  • I wonder how many days after the election it will take to get the final, non-contestable results.
  • Christmas is only 2 months away. AAAUGH
Cold and Bubbly Birthday Wishes to paprikas!

Updated to Add: A Link! An interesting Link! Electoral Vote Predictor 2004

*Everyone sounds like Miss Othmar today.
**Maybe it's PMS. Shut up.
***But no. Sorry.
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