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January 16th, 2003

weather omens

Uh oh. Twice now in the past hour or so, a loud, yellow-flashing snow truck has driven by my house, laying down salt on the road. Hm. It's cloudy, but nothing is falling from the sky. I only assume they must know something I don't about the quantity of precipitation that may be on the way tonight. Dammit, I don't want to shovel my driveway AGAIN.

At least Kathy's back, hopefully she'll help shovel if it's necessary. I didn't get to see her much; she was just on her way to bed as I got home from beers. But we caught up some in our chattery way, and I'll have dinner with her tomorrow.

Time to get used to sharing the house again. I really don't mind, but it's interesting how rapidly I fall back into the habits of peeing with the door open and wandering downstairs naked to let the dog out and make a pot of coffee. Not that there's been much nudity on my part during the current cold snap.

I'm drunk and smoky and can't sleep.

Jan. 16th, 2003

Tonight after shoveling two inches of snow off the driveway and sidewalk, I went to dinner with Kathy and the rest of her class. I'm kind of an outsider, but they're pretty cool people and I mostly had a good time.

I'm glad Kathy's back. She's been in her room since we got home nursing a headache, so she's not even around, but even so it just makes the house feel more lived in. I think people rattle around like beans in a box when the house they live in is too large. I don't understand how my mom, or Becca's mom, can do it, living all alone in those HUGE houses.

Tomorrow is an all-day meeting. Ugh. I'm tired.



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