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7:10am CST Thursday 27 February 2003

Riding my bike with Janette riding hers on some back country roads somewhere, looking for places to go camping. We ended up doing a U-turn or something interestng like that.

Got back to the city ando Janette and I were walking our bikes up the median of I-10; we had reached I-10 and I-20 almost and she was asking me "is that I-10?" "no that's the feeder for I-10" and then we got to the actual I-10 and were walking our bikes up the middle between the lanes of traffic and a motorcycle came zipping by us sharing our same lane and then another motorccle came zipping by us sharig our land going the other direction.

Then I was all "look behind us and tell me when there's a break in traffic (so we could go across)" and she didn't hear me at first and I saw the traffic slow down ahead of us and then beside us and surmised that she didn't hear me because tehre must be a break in traffic by now, so I told her again and somemotrocycles were beside us and she goes, "oh now e can cross" and we crossed the highway all 4 lanes or so walking our bikes across then rode on the shoulder and then stopped for a second and gazed out over some flooded areas watchin people play and drive around in the flood. Westopped for too long though and got caught almost by a guy driving an official state traffic truck and the truck coasted to a stop in front of us to nab us and I was all "fuck that" and we were both on one bike and thought it was more dangerous to go down this way (wit h my glove partway off) I zipped down crossing all the lanes of traffic to the middle of the highway and thecrossed them all again (to be very confusing) and got to the bottom of the hill. Didn't wreck. Got away.

The guy came walking down the freeway ufreeway like where peple can sleep under the overpas and he told us how dangerous it was to do what I just did blah blah blah and he turned to leave, waling up the ramp and CONKed his head on the top of the overpass though I had shouted "watch your head!!!"nderneath the

(haha I should have said Check your head!!)

And then I thought he must have been joking after what he had just been bawling me out and the jerke back, hit his head *again* and then fell and hit his head again on the ground. Oh jeeze.

So I jumped on my bike and drove away all crazy looking for ice and found that I shouldn't go back up the freeway, but instead went down the ramp into a hall andgot a locker basket of ice and a pan of smaller crushed ice and then went up to him and put his head in the locker basket of ice, and used the smalle shaved ice to fill in the gaps and give him a full ice covering.

I really felt compassion for the enemy here, wanting to o the right thing for him even though just 30 minutes earlier he would have arrested me for plaiing on the bridge, but tha was just our roles,; he was still a person and I still loved him. I covered him in sand so he wouldn't slide down the hill, but then he woke up and his mom Julie Sexton came down and his siter (not Claire, but Carina Dormio) and I told them waht happened and they ooh and ahhed over the cut and wondered if he should get stitches and his beeper went off, but it was my alarm.

chez!

6:41pm CST Thursday 27 February 2003

A mystery car was parked out front when I got home from work; Chez is here! Or she was here; she and Jack went to get a movie. Cool news is that she's confirmed going to Mexico for a month to learn Spanish! Yay for immersion learnin'!

gimp

6:43pm CST Thursday 27 February 2003

Mac GIMP has arrived on CD to the house here. Let's see if I can install it with no problems.

12:40am CST Friday 28 February 2003

I ended up installing OS X.2. Got GIMP installed, but I can't use it well yet. Really need a right mouse button to use it easily. Oh, and XDarwin doesn't work on 10.2, at least not the version I had, and according to the notes, won't be supported in future versions of GIMP er, the other way around.

I can't send mail with my email thing now, and emacs stopped working. Well, the OS X emacs quit. The non-window version still works.

Going to bed.

Oh, I now have iChat, which makes all the text be in stupid little talk bubbles to make it look like icons talking to each other. I'll see if the idea becomes likeable to me after a some usage.

I never got back online after I said I would; sorry guys (Calder, Colleen, Dude)