07-04-2005
Happy freaking fourth of July. It’s about nine forty and I’m sitting on my couch at home, alone. Six beers have been consumed – a coors light, a bud light, and four pilsner urquells – and I’m feeling okay
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Happy freaking fourth of July. It’s about nine forty and I’m sitting on my couch at home, alone. Six beers have been consumed – a coors light, a bud light, and four pilsner urquells – and I’m feeling okay
Read more →Big news: I made it to the end of the week. It's Friday. The big production problems from yesterday are resolved. I have been cleared to work on other things again. So it's seven twenty and
Read more →In the interim between the journal entries, I have done nothing but work. Let's spell it out. Eight twenty AM yesterday: Journaling. Eight twenty AM today: Journaling. Between those two entries: Work. No kidding. Yesterday, minus an hour
Read more →Last night I had a few beers by myself, bucking the trend of staying relatively sober in my new apartment. Funny thing is that I didn’t really get drunk. I had the first beer at around seven fifteen, and
Read more →Monday, June 06, 2005 Today is the first real day of my new life, my suburban life here in Marlborough country. It’s 8AM and I have my coffee next to me on a glass-topped desk in my den.
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