I remember reading somewhere that cleaning the apartment was a good thing. They were plain wrong. I hope that I someday get a droid that will run around and clean everything that I assign it to. How else will I get my sleeping into the grand schedule that I have each and every day.
Someday I'll have a disappearing hairline
Someday I'll wear pyjamas in the daytime
Afternoons will be measured out
Measured out, measured with
Coffeespoons and T.S. Eliot
Ten more shopping days. I am glad I got mine allllllll done. There are only so many things that one can purchase and I did it all. I am absolutely amazing. Sorry, there will be short entries over the next few weeks, as I am busy with my studies. Yay! Never stop learning!
Work is good. Life could be better. What does that mean?
December 12th, 2002 is a good day it is a good day because I have completed a whole lot of brain dumps into my blogger consistently and without fail. I just need to upload more often. I usually write my stuff and then upload, but lately, I have been writing them and then...poof. Nothing. No diary entries get uploaded. I am just not that good at remembering those kinds of nitty gritty details.
Now, don't get me started or those who know me the best. Does Shane remember little details? Of course, I do! If you talk to anyone I know, they will say: Yes, sure, Shane never forgets anything.