Entries this day: Spot work

Spot

8:16am CST Wednesday 27 December 2000

At around 4am this morning Spot was meowerlin' outside our bedroom door, so I went out and petted him and sat on the couch with him for about an hour. He purrred a ton of appreciation. Back in my apartment, Spot got to sleep in the bed each night (if he was home). Wende doesn't like having the cats sleep with us; they keep her awake.

Just now I ran downstairs to take the trash out so it would be picked up, but we missed the pick-up time. This is the second week we've missed it. Maybe next week (next year) I'll remember to take it out the night before.

It's almost 2001. Pretty cool, but not as cool as the calendar change from 1999 to 2000.

emacs is working to remove the sixteenth ring.

work

10:41pm CST Wednesday 27 December 2000

Wende was supposed to get off work at 10pm tonight. It's not unusual for her to be there longer than expected, but I just got a call from one of her co-workers indicating that Wende is essentially stuck there until they can get the alarm on. She's on the phone with the alarm company now, trying to get it fixed.

My work was frustrating for unexpected reasons today. 10 or 11 year old Butch, the son of Dennis, one of my co-workers, was there and acted like any good and normal quizzical 10 or 11 year old should. But ACK I just couldn't get anything done! I never said anything because I was on the edge of yelling at him, "get the fuck out of my face!!!" which I didn't think would be appropriate or helpful.

I did get some stuff done - converting the Stupid Project to my cool Generic Project still. I'm further along in the process now.

I've transcribed more 1992 journal entries, and I have the overwhelming feeling that my life is -*! BORING !*- compared to my college days. Will this feeling change? Will I think my life in 10 years from now is -*! BORING !*- compared to 2000, and -*! OH MY GOD INCREDIBLY BORING !*- compared to my college days?

I sure hope not. I just don't know.