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Apr. 15th, 2002 05:46 pmOriginal plan for today: get up by 10, meet Adam at Darkstar office at 11 to work on new Conjecture flyers, run some errands while I'm out (return library books, mail Mom's b-day present, maybe run by Trader Joe's)
Then I woke up at almost noon. Oops. Either I turned off he alarm in my sleep, or I forgot to turn it on in the first place.
Call the office, no answer. Call Adam's cell. He forgot the meeting, so that's OK. Reschedule for tomorrow morning. A bit later, after waking up more, remember I have ladies' Bible class in the morning. Call Adam back, reschedule for 2 PM. Decide to do the errands tomorrow.
Time passes.
Remember that the library books are due today. Guess I have to go out after all. Get the package ready, walk to the library, then the post office. On the way back, I stopped by the local bike store where I got my bike, to find out what it might cost me to get my bike fixed. Answer: Nothing, most likely.
Go home, get the bike, come back. It's not doing the weird thing it was doing, but the tires need air, and I figure it wouldn't hurt to let the guy look it over anyway. Good thing I did -- the back was crooked. The spoke protector was rubbing the freewheel and causing the weirdness. Happy bike now.
I should probably enter those two Conjecture registrations from Friday tonight. Movie options include: The Return of Martin Guerre, Cube, and the Kenneth Branagh commentary on Dead Again. Almost done assembling Dad's birthday present; then I have to work the border.
now reading: Stars Over Stars K. D. Wentworth
Then I woke up at almost noon. Oops. Either I turned off he alarm in my sleep, or I forgot to turn it on in the first place.
Call the office, no answer. Call Adam's cell. He forgot the meeting, so that's OK. Reschedule for tomorrow morning. A bit later, after waking up more, remember I have ladies' Bible class in the morning. Call Adam back, reschedule for 2 PM. Decide to do the errands tomorrow.
Time passes.
Remember that the library books are due today. Guess I have to go out after all. Get the package ready, walk to the library, then the post office. On the way back, I stopped by the local bike store where I got my bike, to find out what it might cost me to get my bike fixed. Answer: Nothing, most likely.
Go home, get the bike, come back. It's not doing the weird thing it was doing, but the tires need air, and I figure it wouldn't hurt to let the guy look it over anyway. Good thing I did -- the back was crooked. The spoke protector was rubbing the freewheel and causing the weirdness. Happy bike now.
I should probably enter those two Conjecture registrations from Friday tonight. Movie options include: The Return of Martin Guerre, Cube, and the Kenneth Branagh commentary on Dead Again. Almost done assembling Dad's birthday present; then I have to work the border.
now reading: Stars Over Stars K. D. Wentworth
