Never been one to let the carrier drop

The latest jam session with Tory had some _definate_ moments in it.. http://www.sheer.us/stuff/tory/ToryJam-30504.mp3

Check it out, all you broadband peeps..

You’re in touch with the world, and you have a very
strong opinion on things like politics and war.
Even if you do end up changing your image in
the future, most of us will still like you.

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I’ve started seeing anti-democrat attack ads via bannter on the net already.

Joy.

I’ve covered my left eye in the hopes of getting some capacity back online on my right one. My parents used to make me do this when I was six, but I don’t think I’ve done it since then.

My work is going about as well as could be expected. Everything takes at least twice as long as I think it will, but I can certainly live with that. It’s a lot better than a hundred times as long.

My eyes are in general killing me. I’m stuck between two conflicting desires: 1) to have my eyes stop hurting and 2) to transition back to a normal day schedule. Today I woke up at 6p.

Definately not a normal schedule.

There’s nothing exciting to report in my life. At all. I mean, I can’t even remember the last time I did somethin genuinely fun. Must do something about this, just not sure what. Actually, I take that back. I can remember one genuinely fun thing, but it’s not the sort of thing one posts about, even in a journal.

[Well, _some_ people do..]

I miss P.

I think I’m going to go play some video games or something.

S.

I had the strangest dream last night. I was in my old apartment in virginia, and they had just sent someone to check me out to make sure I was in complience. There were fireworks outside, and a old building that looked like a grainery was burning down. The guy looked over the apartment, asked me a bunch of questions, and then wrote out a bill for $1200 for 60 minutes.

I got all angry at him for billing me a outrageous amount for what was basically a complience check to make sure I didn’t have explosives or flammibles or anything.

Weird dream.

I think a cat has left a dead mouse as a present for me.

I smelled what I first thought was just methane/leaking sewer/something similar when taking P. home from the Oscars.. [which I’ll get to in a minute ;-)]

Upon returning, I realized that I knew that smell, and it wasn’t methane.. it was developing that fine complex, ripe tinge that only a dead mammel can give.

So I got out the work light and searched around where it smelled the strongest. However, although I did see a cat running off when I first switched on the light, I was unable to find any dead mammels. So whatever it is, it’s small. Probably a mouse.

(Would never have thought a mouse could smell that much, though. You can literally smell it from the front of the house and a goodly ways away. At first I was afraid I would find a homeless person had crept in there and died or something.. okay, very silly thinkg to be afraid of, but you all know me..)

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I enjoyed watching the Oscars. This is the closest I come to the superbowl mania that sweeps the nation – I try very hard not to miss the Oscars, and I prefer not to miss the state of the union address.

I remember last year I watched them in L.A. and then went to a club that was off the walk of stars. Now that was strange.. 😉

I’ll write more about my thoughts about it tomorrow.. I’m quite tired now and am going to sleep. 😉