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January 21st, 2004

i am not a stuffed tiger.

mass destruction related program activities

Standing outside my office building yesterday on the southbound entrance to I-5 was a twentysomething guy holding a small cardboard sign that read "Oregon." Next to him was a backpack, a few things, and medium/large black sporty dog. I wished that I had my camera with me to capture the impossible scene. Maybe someone picked him up, since he wasn't there today. I really miss having a window, I could've watched all day from my old office.

Today was mostly meeting of various sizes & purposes. A few were about my pilot study and current analysis project, others were more of the smile & nod variety. The final meeting was really a meetup. The highlight was the Lindeman's Framboise & finally getting a now classic "No Iraq War" button, the lowlight was listening to everyone talk about caucuses for too long. You'd think that years in various student governments and boards would've made me immune to it. Maybe the problem is that the Virginia Inn was kind of loud, which made it difficult to talk and listen. But the people there were very enthusiastic and had good things to say.

I've been really bad about eating at weird times. Now I'm doing laundry and reading the Stranger and watching Law & Order. I realized that about half of my Stranger is missing. It felt a little thin when I picked it up and I know that I could read it online, but it really isn't the same.

It should feel like Tuesday, but to me it seems like Thursday.