July 23rd, 2005

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Woke up. Barely.

Wow, do I feel like crap today. And it's still dark outside.

Oh. Storm.

Well, I get the distinct impression that I won't be doing much in the way of brickwork today, which is okay. Though I had an anxiety dream last night that I realized that I only had two weeks to both finish all of the brickwork and move the last of my stuff out of the apartment. Which is silly, considering that I've been out of the apartment for months, and it wasn't even the same apartment. Or even the same stuff. And there was some weird Oedipal stuff thrown into the mix just to mess with my head even more.

Hmm... I need food, and grilling would be uncomfortable in the rain. Unless I do it naked.

(Puts some chicken on the grill... waves at neighbors...)

Project for the day is propmaking. At least until the volunter party tonight. And yes, I'm taking pictures. Of the props, not at the party.