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May 16th, 2004

chair, apartment

citrus is not any less harsh than other listerine flavors

Today being a saturday, it seemed necessary to get a haircut and shop a little bit. It is always entertaining to get a haircut because my barber discusses his belief in things like acupuncture.

Being happy to be surprised to get home in time just for the Capital Gang is incredibly dorky, but you know. That's life.

Al cooked dinner at the loft, and I was really glad that they called since I am absolutely terrible about making plans. I judged the meal to be top drawer, but this is apparently not an an appropriate compliment. Some might say it is akin to mid-shelf, but I disagree.

After dinner, we subjected Flash to experiments. I think that she ultimately enjoys them because they always involve treats. Experiment 1 concerned her ability to capture a treat attached to a harness antenna. Experiment 2 tested her ability to escape from a ring of folding chairs. Dogs are so entertaining. I really need to find a way to get one of my own.

By the end of the evening, we had proposed solutions for several geopolitical conundrums. One quick fix required hot lava, quarantines, and titanium fencing.

Leaving the loft, I was reminded of the existence of the Pioneer Square night life microcosm. It kind of scares me, but it is nice that the neighborhood can function as a convergence zone.
chair, apartment


At the gym today I thought it would be fun to run on the treadmill for a little bit. This turned out to be true, except for the part where my knee is now killing me. I knew there was a reason to stick to the dorky elliptical machines.


I've been fish-sitting for the world's oldest goldfish. Despite my fears, it survived the weekend and didn't managed to escape from the bowl. This seems like an irrational concern, but I notice it occasionally splashing.


television tonight has been weird. the Simpsons was political and the Sopranos is surreal. This dream sequence is definitely on par with "Restless" and Twin Peaks.


Last night Tim mentioned something about In the Aeroplane Over the Sea being inspired by Jeff Magnum's passionate love affair with the ghost of Anne Frank. I probably wouldn't have thought of this, but I'm pretty bad about processing lyrics. Searching for this on the internet, I found some support for the theory and t-shirts.