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GirlScoutCookieTimeAgain

11:46pm CST Wednesday 16 January 2002

I may suddenly have some insight as to why I can get more work done when no one is here to bother me.

Earlier this morning I heard the doorbell ring (meaning someone came in our suite), that someone talked to Deborah about Girl Scout Cookies.

Five minutes ago, Karla walked into our office (where Minh, Dave and I work) and gave me the GSC order form, "here, you can order Girl Scout Cookies; pass it around when you are done."

Two minutes ago, after ordering 1 box of Thin Mints, I gave the form to Minh without a word (but took some of the crackers he had been snacking on). Minh said, "that's a good trade." (a few crackers for boxes of cookies (granted he has to pay for the cookies, but whatever.))

Minh called his girlfriend on the phone, "Baby, do you want some Girl Scout Cookies? Thin Mints? How many boxes? I'm ordering some right now. Okay, bye."

Then Minh gave the list to Dave, who said, "oh, is it Girl Scout Cookie time again?"

HOW DID HE NOT NOTICE ANY OF THE PREVIOUS INTERACTIONS???????

Why do I notice (and sometimes get distracted by) everything around me?

At one level I'm thinking, "holy shit, man, pay attention!" and on another level I'm envious that he can apparently focus, and on another level I'm wondering do I really notice a lot, or do I just think I notice a lot?. Hmmmmmm.

I don't know, but I'm now going to nin din work mode.

pics

10:23pm CST Thursday 17 January 2002

Fun pictures recently, and I'm not going to give them each their own entry.

This is my name in the concrete. The 2002 doesn't show up particularly clearly, but I know it's there!

Last night as Dude, John, Gene and I were riding bikes around Whole Foods parking lot on Bellaire (Holcombe?), Gene fell off his bike in a super low speed low impact bizarre "how-the-hell-did-you-just-fall-over?" kind of way. He was kind enough to pose for the pic.

I took a pic of a bank on Kirby. My artsy-est picture yet!

Just tonight, Dude helped me pic up my old recliner, and Eric and Meredith's futon. See, the recliner was hand-me-downed from my ex-ex-ex-ex girlfriend Christine's parents. When Wende and I moved into our house, she didn't think it matched the decor, so we gave it to Maggie. Now that I have my own apartment again, I asked Maggie if I could have it back.

Also, Eric and Meredith loaned a futon to Maggie's brother-in-law Kevin, and then he quit using it so they loaned it to me, with the understanding that I'll buy it when I have the money.

Dude helped me move them today, but we learned our lesson from when we moved the couch: get a bigger truck.