Like I said before, I love quizzes. I took this one and I turned out to be not a very likable person. But all I have to do is retake it and change some of my answers and I would be like Harrison Ford! Of course I'm probably as old as he is but I haven't aged like he has. Have you noticed? Yea, he doesn't look as good as maybe even 5 years ago. I guess we got used to Indiana Jones.
Who are you?
:: Tom 10:10 AM [+] ::
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:: Thursday, October 31, 2002 ::
New day, something important for me to do at my job. Something to do with a lawsuit and a discovery motion and I have to search my database for stored documents. That's what I do.
Last night was pretty rough. My kittie did bad things on the kitchen floor and living room carpet. He was really mad. We cleaned up the mess and threw him out. I forgave him this morning and he had forgotten all about it so all is well.
Last night I read "The Wall," by Jean Paul Sartre. I couldn't put it down! But be forewarned, not for the faint of heart.
Here's my day: Awaken in the midst of a fight between me and myself...constant bickering. Look at my self in the mirror on the way to the shower. Wash my hair with bar soap because I don't like the shampoo we have and I'm too lazy to bend over and pick it up off the shower floor, plus I'm thinking that if I do, I'll bump my head on the shower control.
I slick my hair back with some kind of blue gunk which makes my hands all sticky so I have to wash them again. And of course deoderant. By now I'm hot and sweaty so I have to towel off. My wife is waking up but I promised her that I would not mention her in my blog so I won't. I dress, usually a shirt and tie, maybe a too tight tee, it doesn't matter. I feed the kitties some real foul smelling cat food and literally run out the door before I throw up.
Driving to work takes about an hour which is my best time of the day. The amphetamines kick in after about 20 minutes.
I arrive at work by 9:00 or so. I do absolutely nothing except play on the internet, take care of personal bunsiness, etc. till 11:00. I take a 2 hr. lunch back by 1:00, pop into my bosses office just to let her know I still work there. I make up some kind of cock and bull stuff about what I'm doing, blah, blah, blah. She doesn't know what I do and really doesn't care.
I make sure noone is looking then I leave at 3:00
Then I go play at the mall usually the make-up section of some major dept. store. They kind of ignore me 'cause what are they gonna do- a makeover on me, a 300 lb guy with a beard?!! I then I go mingle with the masses. The Delia Llama says to enhance the good feelings of everyone you meet which is what I do. I sprinkle loving kindness and compassion on all.
At 6:00 or so I meet my wife for dinner; we always eat out because we work two jobs in order to pay for all this eating out because we are too tired to cook because we both work two jobs. But there I go mentioning her which I'm not supposed to do.
At home I interact with the TV on some kind of other level which sometimes people do when they trip on LSD only I do it all the time.
Later I think about suicide and all the pills I take which are supposed to keep me from thinking about suicide.
Late at night sometimes I go outside and stare at the stars in wonder. Then it's beddy-bye time and I rub my kittie and go to sleep.
:: Tom 7:13 PM [+] ::
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:: Monday, October 28, 2002 ::
Gosh I was gone for days. Sorry. Actually I was in the North Carolina Mountains for the past week. We had a great time. The trees were in full fall colors, especially higher up on the Blue Ridge Parkway. We stayed at a Bed and Breakfast, Hill House in Ashville. We ate at Tripp's: The very best steak I have ever eaten! Fabulous!
Joy is with me at the Library tonight. She races BMW's, SCCA GT-1 Class. She's also a competitive 10K runner so I have to be careful when I ask her about her races.
:: Tom 9:12 PM [+] ::
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